The Journey.

I see a girl.
She is in a journey.

In front of her is this one long, narrow, zig-zag road.

Along the way, she met a lot of people.
Some people helped her with the journey, some made her fall down.
Some gave her 100Plus, some gave her Pepsi.
Some show her the right way, some made her lost.
Some accidently made her lost, and they searched the right way together.

Sometimes, she found beautiful flowers, and stopped for a while.
Sometimes, she got stung by a bee, and ran away.
Sometimes, there was no bees around the flowers.
She tried to remember which flowers got bees, and which are not.
But, a forgetful little girl she is, she sometimes forgotten, and got stung by bees.

When it rains, she always found cave for shelter.
When she's hungry, she always found apple trees, for the apple lah kan.
When she's thirsty, there will always be a river in front of her.
These made the girl ponder, "How Merciful the Creator is towards His creations!"

And there she goes, still on her journey.
It was a long journey, but she have no idea if it is still long, or if it will end soon.
She is just trying her best, to appreciate every moments she have.
To say thanks for the 100Plus, and say no to the pepsi.
To remember which flowers got bees around them.

May Allah bless the journey.
Of the girl, of u, and of me.

p/s :  haha. sindrom meng'scroll' timeline FB. betapa hidup ini suatu journey.
Tetiba datang ilham sebegini, walaupun, mungkin bunyinya tidak berseni.
Buang yang keruh, Ambil yg jernih.

=)