she was precious one in dis life…
she’s my fren, she’s my teacher, she’s my family, she’s my granma…
life now fel abit empty, a hole fel inside here… she’s gone… gone forever, lev us memories… alot of memories. she also lev us valuable tings for us to figure out… tings dat money cant buy, not even luxurious possesion… sumtings whic we cant c with dis naked eye.
she care… she care about all things i do, evrythings we do. despite of being more intelligen or smart, she taught us to hav good attituds n being good manners. she taught that money blinded evrybody… whic it does n proved. rich in money doesnt mean rich in character.
Al-fathihah kpd al-marhumah Hjh. Afsah bte Arsad, gone on saturday, July 30th 05… she left at de age of 93. semoga arwahnya d cucuri rahmat. amin. hop she cud met granpa sumwher in sumplace.
she was in hospital about 1 month, den de docto said her condition gettin beter n she can lev de hospital. evrybody agreed she stayed in our house. she can only live with us for 10 days.
it was subuh of de 10-days… usually on schoolday, i wake-up aroun 5-5.30 in de mornin. i jus dint kno y i dint… cus im senstiv wen im sleep, any noise can wake me up. but i jus dint kno y… i gues im tried. then, loud knock on my door, n woke me up. i heard sob. i ran to de door. it’s mum. stil rmember mum said "nini… nini kmu tu…." she dint finish er words, she cried. evrymornin mum owez hav a peek to check granma condition. mum act made me anxious. i ran downstairs n went to granma’s room. im de last one to kno abt it. evryone in dis house oredi ther, father, bro, siss, cuzn… i glimpse at dem, dey cried, all viewed to granma’s bed. i looked granma’s. she’s gone. breathless. no movement at all. tears start to fall from my face… i cried. im speechless. i cried, i hold er hand tightly. it’s cold. she’s gone without trace. dads tried to comfort us, he asked us to read yassin. he said… god love er mor than we do.
she was in bad condition bfor she entered de hospital. she’s having stroke in de brain. de nerve like torn n de blood goes into de brain. may b it goes to medula-oblingata… i duno, part of de brain whic control human reaction. de blood den freeze, dis situation paralysed er. docto said she had 50 - 50 chance, she can get better o worst. n dis silly docto said, this condition rarely get better… hmph!. er condition made us worried. we prey for de better. wel, she is. few days later she started to talk, weeks later she started to mov. but then no progress, after de inciden infront of er.
de docto said, usually this cases caused by stress, tension, pressure in head. yea.. its tru, granma think alot negativ nowadays. sumtime i blame myself, im de one who cause er to b in that condition. granma dint like hospital… she heard alot of negativity of hospital, mcm urg sakit btambah sakit, urg nazak kna dbaikan dbg ubat pnenang… catulah. bcus few weeks bfor she got sick… i was in de hospital, havin operation… n thus, it did made er worried.
bcus for er, i’m still a lil kid… de weak kid, we all still de liltle children. she wil nvr kno… im grown up oredi, she wil nvr kno… i can stand on my feet, she wil nvr kno… how i m now, she wil nvr kno… how precious she is to me, she can nvr kno… how badly i wan to show er my appreciation, she can nvr kno… how lucky im to hav granma like er, she can nvr kno… how great she is… im so regretful… i cudnt let er kno how thankful i m…
wen i was a lil boy, i used to b er tail… yes, dmana ada nini… dsana ada aku…, evryafternun i wil companied by granma… cus dat time i havnt went to ugama skul, i dun wan 2lev alon 8hom by my self… alot of sweet memories ih! those memories wil live eternity in me. esp wen i met my cozn sorng ni… it makes me rmember those time.
gosh! i miss er… rely miss er. sigh… raya makes me miss er. dis raya wil b differnt. unlike de past raya. on evry 1st day of syawal… she wil stayed with us. owez. den, in de aftenun she went to cozn house n stay ther. she said she liked wat we did n how we did it. i can nvr forget de smile on er face…
now my heart can only cry… one by one, yr by yr… they left, they… de precious. they all left, leaving print in my heart… wel, it is de god will… it makes me think of life evryday, evrytime, evrysecond… one day i’ll b gone too..
this is wat happen wen i miss sum1… sigh
but dun worry, im ok! (^^)
i wud like to dedicate dis below to er…
i kno she cant understand,
but i believ she kno it cums from de heart dat is how i feel…
wud u kno my name
if i saw u in heaven?
wud u fel de same
if i saw u in heaven?
i mus b strong n carry on,
cus i kno i jus cant stay, here in heaven…
wud u hold my hand
if i saw u in heaven?
wud u help me stand
if i saw u in heaven?
i find my way through nyt n day
cus i kno i jus cant stay, here in heaven…
time can bring u down, time can break ur knees
time can break ur hear, hav y beggin pls… beggin pls
beyond de door, ther’s peace im sure
n im kno, ther’ll b no more… tear in heaven…
eric clapton - tears in heaven… this song describe how i fel ni..
ayte, spread de l o v e . . .
ppr6 atu th yg mbawa sial arh overall markku… *sigh* de 
