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18.8 and parents

 Alhamdulillah ... Syukur

When I posted about the T.O.P, I suddenly saw the post date which is 18.8 .. and realised that it is a significant date for me. Well ... it's my birthdate.

The gift of love 💗💗
Even without these flowers, I can feel their love.


Alhamdulillah .. the greatest Rabb has bestowed me with life, brought upon a mother who had sacrificed her life for me. I am sure there were sleepless nights when I was growing up from infant to babies. I am also sure there are endless doa from my parents, and making me who I am now. Alhamdulillah.

If asked about birthdays, the parents should receive the greatest gratitude. And in my golden years, I should be the one giving them gifts on my birthday and not the other way round. There's nothing more than we hope from them, besides doa, but they needed more from us. They need our love, our attention, our care - will we be able to repay what they have given us? No. Never. They have given us the world to live in. And we have done so little for them. At times, we were even being calculative with them. Even the time we spent for them were calculated.

Let us repent. On this memorable day, on your very own birthday, try to look back, what our parents have given us, maybe then we are ready to sacrifice for them too. Never forget the supplication for them in each of our solat. The supplication that comes from their offsprings might take them to jannah.

Mak and bapak ... my whole heart is with you 💗

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