the girls :-)
This isn't the first eidul fitri which we all celebrated without the children's father, but it was certainly the first ever i had as a single mother. Even if we all wore last year's clothes, we made the best of this auspiscious day. We later went to their Tok Wan's grave to pay our respects and read him verses from the Quran. It was rather melancholy, but it was certainly a start to a new life, for better or for worse, i will have to make this family work.
posted by ummi at 1:43 AM
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Shakirah,
This is at least the third time that you have stunned me into the temporary silence of contemplation; of ever-increasing admiration, respect, hope and love (of the "sesama insan" kind). I knew from the first moment I had received that "Add as friend" comment from you that Shakirah Zain is special.
I had read a few posts at your "Legacy" blog before coming here, and all were more than enough to move me. But this one ... it goes in DEEP inside me.
And here I am, all alone in a house alongside the Kelantan River in rural Pasir Mas - essentially a nondescript peasant when compared to you, Queen Shakirah. How could you even begin to tag that "extraordinary" to me, for what then remained to tag YOU??
So this is where it all began - that Raya Aidilfitri of 2005. If I had allowed myself "to feel", I might have hot tears running down my cheeks now.
"Last year's Raya clothes", my queen? But why did you and your children look all so regal and dashing in those pictures then? Because there was YOU... Because there was LOVE, there was HOPE. The more I read your posts, the more I might feel compelled to kneel before you to pay my homage to a very special lady.
Shakirah, that particular Raya Aidilfitri, and with the quite apt and artistic post `title' of Untitled... it was a SIGNIFICANT DAY for you, your family and ME too. I don't have to look at the calendar - it was 3 Nov 2005.
And I was inside a dank lockup at the Pasir Mas police-station, awaiting transport to Pusat Serenti Gambang. THAT coming after a three-month stay at the horrendous Pengkalan Chepa Prison.
Yes, I thank God that our paths have crossed, and here too on Raya 2005. For me, too, that was to be the start of my new life. As it was YOURS. I have the feeling we'll be hearing from each other more often.
9:28 AM
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