Assalamualaikum and hi everyone.
Today I want to write something about myself.
I was born on 11th July 1986. I am approaching 33 years old in a couple of days.
I can’t believe how fast time has flown by. All the past memories seem like happening yesterday.
I still remembered the good old days when my father and brother sent me for the entrance exam in Maktab Mahmud. It happened at the end of October 1998, just after finishing my UPSR exam. It was crystal clear in my mind about what happened on that day. I recited al-Quran in front of the interviewer, Ustaz Abdullah (I’ve forgotten his full name). He was one of the best ustaz in Maktab Mahmud.
I could still recall the last moment I met my father, 14 years ago. He drove me to KLIA all the way from Kedah. I was lucky to get an opportunity to pursue my study in Egypt. I knew I made my father felt so proud of my achievement. The atmosphere of the airport was gloomy, despite of its hustle and bustle. My family and I didn’t speak much at that time. There were shed of tears coming down from their eyes, including my father.
It was my last day I hug my father. He didn’t talk so much. I saw tears from his eyes. I cannot recall exact words from him. Every time I called him from Egypt, he always remind me that I have to do better in everything I do.
2 years later, while I was in Nursi class at Rabaah, I got a phone call from my brother, he told me that my father passed away. The next day, I cried a lot in my room.
I also remember the first day I hold my wife’s hand, after akad nikah ceremony on 12.12.2009. It was a beautiful day in my life.
Now, I am approaching 33 years old.
I hope I will get more and more sweet memories in my life.
Much love, God bless you.
Firdaus.