Last night, me and my siblings had the usual tickle fight. Iskandar was suffocating me from the bottom and Hannah grabbed hold of my feet. Jasmine on the other hand had her arms grappled on to Mama like a koala on a tree, but still managed to make me laugh from the distance she was at. Dania was in the room enjoying another episode of Victorious while she folded her clothes, leaving her poor old big sister to fend for herself. Oh how we laughed and pushed each other around like a bunch of crazy kids.
As time passed, everyone got sleepy. Baba did the usual routine of switching off the lights and making sure the doors are locked before arming the house. The children were sound asleep (So was mama, who had knocked out about half an hour ago) and all that you could hear was the sound of the television. Baba was still awake, watching another round of football before hitting the hay. I lay there in the middle of the house where all of them gathered for sleepy time. I looked at my siblings; sleeping motionlessly, calmly.
And that was when it dawned on me.
One day, all of us will face death. Our souls will creep out our body, leaving a lifeless piece of human lying on the ground. Sleeping for all eternity, motionlessly, calmly. We will be 6 feet underground, going back to what we once were. One day, you will leave behind all this. Your family, friends, memories. It was a morbid thought. I've been having these thoughts for the past few nights in the past few weeks. It is creepy, but it also reminds me of my Creator, the Almighty. How He moves the earth in perfect motion. How He makes the world spin at exactly the right moment. How He makes two seas meet but do not mix.
SubhanAllah.
I agree. I haven't exactly been the closest to God. I haven't been fulfilling my duties to Him well enough. I think it's about time. It's a sign. He is the only one capable of making me a better person. And so today, I am a changed person.
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