It seems like it was just yesterday i registered for my fourth semester. Time doesn't wait for any one. Many things happen through out the semester that makes me realize who i really am. I am a normal human being that sometime makes mistakes. It is out of my control but i could always try to prevent it from happening but i fail to do so. I have no power to make everyone happy and i could not satisfied every one. I have tried my very best to makes other comfortable with me and it is up to them to assess me.
This semester taught me to appreciate more of life when one of my family member past away, right in front of me. She was very old. A week before ramadhan i pay her a visit at her daughter's house, she seems to be very healthy and normal. The day i came back home during the ramadhan, i was told that she had been hospitalize and her condition was not very good.
Few days before hari raya, i pay he a visit at the hospital. i couldn't bare to see her with all the wires and the sounds of the life support machine makes me scared. All of my family members were there at that day. doctor couldn't find the disease that makes he unconscious. During the hari raya, my mind was thingking about exams, assignments, friends and my great-grandmother. "How is her condition? is she getting better or worse?" those kinds of question keep on repeating in my head.
On the fourth day of syawal, we was told that her condition was getting worse, and there is no hope for her t live. There was nothing else the doctor could d to save her. Her body was to old to handle any more of the drugs and tests. As my family and i arrived at the hospital, everyone was there the whole night. The doctor and nures was about to switch of the life supporting machine. Tears falls from my eyes as the doctor switch the machine off. On the fourht of syawal at 12 noon, she left her husband and her 12 children to meet her creator. Al-Fatihah.
This semester taught me to appreciate more of life when one of my family member past away, right in front of me. She was very old. A week before ramadhan i pay her a visit at her daughter's house, she seems to be very healthy and normal. The day i came back home during the ramadhan, i was told that she had been hospitalize and her condition was not very good.
Few days before hari raya, i pay he a visit at the hospital. i couldn't bare to see her with all the wires and the sounds of the life support machine makes me scared. All of my family members were there at that day. doctor couldn't find the disease that makes he unconscious. During the hari raya, my mind was thingking about exams, assignments, friends and my great-grandmother. "How is her condition? is she getting better or worse?" those kinds of question keep on repeating in my head.
On the fourth day of syawal, we was told that her condition was getting worse, and there is no hope for her t live. There was nothing else the doctor could d to save her. Her body was to old to handle any more of the drugs and tests. As my family and i arrived at the hospital, everyone was there the whole night. The doctor and nures was about to switch of the life supporting machine. Tears falls from my eyes as the doctor switch the machine off. On the fourht of syawal at 12 noon, she left her husband and her 12 children to meet her creator. Al-Fatihah.
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