Then I started thinking.... again....

⊆ 1:25 PM by Radius | . | ˜ 2 jealous craps »

Was with my mom last Sunday buying raya clothes for my sister's family who is currently residing in UK. We were considering to shop in PKNS Bangi, PKNS Shah Alam and by the end decided to head to Jalan Masjid India instead. Jalan Masjid India is not really a familiar place for me as there's no business for me to be there except last Sunday. I started Emily off, and head there just after 2PM.

While my mom was busy choosing clothes for my sister's family, I decided to stand next to Emily which was parked just by the road side. Please note that there's no way that you can find an appropriate parking nearby there. It was full with people and tons of car thus resulted parking just by the road side.

While waiting and smoking beside my car, i stumbled upon a scene which I havent seen for ages. A blind couple singing to earn a living.

It touched me when I saw them there. They looked like properly organized with keyboard, speakers, generator and a wooden box for donation. Somebody must had dropped them there to sing. Might be their kids, friends... or anybody who cares.

It left me thinking and being thankful. When was the last time that I was comparing the state of I am to people who are worse than me? So, while puffing my cigarette my mind started to roam all around the street through all of the unfamiliar faces. What business that bring them there, how their financial situations are, have they had their meal yet?

It's hard to know that even though people earn less than me, they still can make a living. They complained, but the people who have to listen to their complains are too high up in places those their voices are unheard of. I'm thankful that i was born in a family which are good enough to bring me to the level where I am at the moment. With the help of my surroundings, my family, myself and God, I am where I am at the moment.

How about those people who have to do those kind of odd jobs, depending on people's sympathy to make ends meet and what happen if it rains? How can they sing and earn a meal from it? On a windy afternoon, I can see several passing crowds pushing notes to the donation box and i'm hoping that today's collection is good enough to cover rainy days and weekdays where less people there on that street to hand them those notes.

I'm thankful at the state I am and wish that everybody around me feel the same so. We are still breathing and not missing any of our meal and some of us even have extra notes for little luxury like cigarettes, branded clothes and expensive meal once in a blue moon......just be thankful of that and by the end, we all going to return back to The One. So, I decided to care more of my surroundings and try to offer help whenever its possible to the needies.

While my mind was deep thinking, my mom pat my shoulder and said "Dah... jom balik, dah habis beli". Then I jumped inside Emily heading back home leaving the place where I once put my foot on and left me thinking deep. I won't be buying any new clothes for raya, I wun be driving anywhere far during raya holiday as I already have my mom beside me and she's more than enough for me and I will be spending less during Ramadhan as I eat really less during that month. I already have everything that I need around me which what I need right now is just something that I can use to continue my current life which is money. Still looking around for part time job for weekends and after hours :D :D :D.


2 Responses to Then I started thinking.... again....

  1. lsann Says:
    Yeah, whenever bad things happen. Ijust remind myself that at least we can SEE. That is already a great gift, imagine that if we can't see, we can't even earn the "miserly" amount that we are complaining about now.

    But somehow blind ppl seekng donations with those high-tech equipment just don't cut it for me(?)
  2. -Azman Mashor- Says:
    Ko sedekah tak kat depa?

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