Drought

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

It rained this evening, after a long month not seeing the sky cries. Alhamdulillah. I've been longing to smell that one particular odour of imminent rain as well as the refreshing odour of post-rain. Allah grants my prayer last night, He makes me experience those beauties again, today.

The worry started when I noticed the colour of the grass turned to lifeless yellow. Each time I see this view, my heart stopped. My thoughts immediately diverted into thinking of the future catastrophe that might struck us. The absence of water and the scorching heat would certainly kill me inside.

It's true when people say, "You won't miss the water till the well runs dry". It's our norm, I daresay. We'd only appreciate our necessities only when they're being grabbed away from us. We'd only be grateful and bow down to Him when His anger causes us adversity when the spirit is at the lowest of the lowest.

There are underlying meanings to this so called calamity of course. The lesson that He wants to impart is whenever you undergo hardship, turn to Him. There's no other solution but Him.

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Wow. I have left you for quite some time now. Commitment, attachment to workloads take me away from spending some delightful moments to share some thoughts here. Plus, AS exam is approaching, 50++ days to go. Fuh, the heat is already felt.

I don't want to reseat for any paper oh Allah. Pleaseeeee,


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