While
taking a break waiting for closing dinner ceremony at an event last July, I visited the place where my
late ayah used to take me whenever he has free time. I can still see him
casting his line into the sea while I played with the sands on the
golden beach. So much has changed for this place. I recited Alfatihah
for ayah as, touched with tinges of sadness and longing, tears
of sunset rolled down my cheeks. I missed you ayah, your strong guiding
hands. My earliest memories of you were seeing you preparing my milkfeed
bottle. I pray I will never forget this memory till the day I die. May
Allah bless you and place you among the solihin, amin ya rabbal
alamin....
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