Get awesome blog templates like this one from BlogSkins.com <body>
.:: The Writer ::.




.:: Him ::.

Soultari
Dancer, Lover, Brother
Commander, Teacher
Dreamer
22nd April 1986
......


.:: Grumples ::.





.:: My favourite ::.

Loves Allah.
Loves Dance.
Loves Family.
Loves Cousins.
Loves The Bitches.
Loves Dancemates.
Loves Unique Maju.
Loves SNT.
Loves P.S.
Loves Dian.Dancers.
Loves Starbucks.
Loves Film.
Loves To Be Loved.
Loves You.


.:: My hatred ::.

Detest Falsehoods.
Detest War Fanatics.
Detest To Be Hurt.
Detest Being Alone.
Detest Nosy Parkers.
Detest You.





.:: Links ::.







.:: My Past ::.


|November 2007|

|December 2007|

|January 2008|

|September 2008|

|October 2008|

|November 2008|

|December 2008|

|February 2009|

|March 2009|

|April 2009|

|May 2009|


Monday, October 27, 2008
Of Forgiveness and Mending Ties

This act of forgiveness we Muslims inculcate during Hari Raya, and preferably in our daily lives, is a great way to strengthen ties and mend severed relationships.

During my recent Dian Hari Raya outing, I realise a change in myself that I never knew was imminent. I was no longer just Amin, I had suited myself in the role of a senior and an older brother.

Back at home, I've always tried to push away my responsiblilities as a brother. Afraid of all the obligations that comes with the role. I am never perfect you know. I was just worried I never fitted the role. I thought wrong.

The convivial day had to end with tears. A norm for us because the finale was a session of seeking forgiveness from one another. But what made it even special was when one by one of the young'uns humbly came forward to the seniors and carried out the age-old tradition of asking forgiveness for their shortcomings.

For those who know me, such acts never make me succumb to my emotions. My absence during previous outings has made me a greenhorn to such melodramatic acts. But there is always a first for everything.

I cried. I cried because of the times I was hurt by individuals. I cried because those individuals choose to plead guilty and seek forgiveness. I cried because of the things I used to say. I cried because I have indeed said things that could break one's heart. I cried because I love all those who have loved me. I cried because there is hope in mending severed ties.

I was pretty honest with my thoughts and I am glad the air has been cleared for many. I realise how much people have grown and how different I am today. I guess we will never realise our mistakes or the capacity of words until someone points it out.

As of yesterday, in practising this act of forgiving others and allowing others to forgive us makes feel lighter. Lighter? I feel as if past grudges and disdain towards others have vanished and made space for me to care and love others even more.

Hari Raya will end in two days time. I hope friends and family have forgiven me for all my wrongdoings and in return I want to say that I have definitely find it in myself to forgive every single one of you.

I leave you with this quote from Grey's Anatomy:


"Forgive and forget. That’s what they say. It’s good advice, but it’s not very practical. When someone hurts us, we want to hurt them back. When someone wrongs us, we want to be right. Without forgiveness, old scores are never settled… old wounds never heal. And the most we can hope for, is that one day we’ll be lucky enough to forget".

Oh and Shikin my Maaf Zahir Batin speeches to you are sincere ok!!! Akusepakkau.

Mimin's Current Thought:
I never meant to hurt you. I mean every single thing I said to you. You take precedence over any that I have ever fell in love with. It hurts me to see you cry. Please forgive me.

Mimin's Missing:
Kak Hani Diva. Endang Rahayu. Salai.

Mimin's Praying For:
Ajit.
Casey and mr Senget y2KS


| 10/27/2008 05:33:00 PM |


Get awesome blog templates like this one from BlogSkins.com