Well, to put it simply, my laptop and wallet was stolen when I was performing Zuhur prayer in the mosque of UIA Gombak.. Yeah it sucks really.. I was praying in a position where I should be able to notice if someone were to make hasty movements near my beg (which contains my wallet and laptop, I don't know why but that day I felt like putting my wallet into that beg of mine...weird..). I was praying quite fast actually, so I was quite confident no one would steal my stuff within that short moment.. But I was wrong!! I think that guy stole it when I was doing my "sujud". I was just late for about 7 seconds I think.. When I was done praying, I went to collect my stuff but then I couldn't find it where I left it. So, this is when I wasted a couple more seconds pondering to myself ..
"Aaaa, where did it I last put it? I was sure it was here... Hmmm..." while the thief was already running away somewhere..
Then two guys approached me, asking in a panic way "was that ur freakin beg man!?" (well, I made up the way he speak and translates them in english, they were actually malays that looks like ustaz).
So, I was like.. "yeah..". Then they said "Damn, a guy stole ur beg just now man!!" then we went into "pursuit" of futile. Wasted too much time on guessing where did the guy went to and then poof! Too late...
So in the end I talked to one of the two dudes who also apparently got his laptop stolen last week. For the past 7 days he waited while trying to spot the thief. Last time he was in a blur just like me, but this time he identified that guy. But I suspect that will the last time he see's him though. Most probably that son of b*#ch is not the student of UIA anyways. So I went back to my room emptyhanded.. Felt so empty... If only I could only see just a back of his body even 50 metres away from me, I would without a doubt caught him and beat the hell out of him, leaving a couple of his tooth behind. XD
Now2, don't try to give me advice on "dude, if u were to keep the stuff REALLY2 near u, it wouldn't have been stolen!!"... I'm not the type of guy who leave stuffs like I did that day.. I don't know why, but on that day I felt like doing it... There is nothing I could do anyways, if it is fated for my stuff to get stolen, there are thousands of other ways Allah could have made my stuff stolen even if I guard it. It was my fate that my stuff would get stolen, no use of getting angry about it, just learn from it. Yeah, when that event happened I was not angry actually. I felt like, owwwh, I guess this is fate, I appreciate that Allah still remembers me (of course He does, its just a matter of speech). I said alhamdulillah various amount of times, I know I was not supposed to feel sad or angry, but I couldn't help the feeling of being sad at that time. The wallet and laptop was like my MOST favourite stuff that I must have around me at least 60% of the time in a day. My wallet stays with me 95% time of the day. These two objects were like a part of me in a way, it was like a symbol that portrays who I am... Without them I feel so incomplete..
Some of my friends would say "uuuu~ when did u become religious?", well f#*k you~! I don't feel like answering that question. Well, anyways, I am unabble to return back home for 2 weeks straight right now due to assignments that can't be done on weekdays itself. Im going to make sure that I return back home this week.
This event should actually shape me into a better person really, but with all the assignments an quizzes and mid-term exam coming up, I am noticingly delaying that improvement without my freewill. Even if I wanted to my mind is not dedicated enough I guess...
Actually, I am cool enough to be able to eliminate this "emo" thingy with rational and coolness thinking itself. But hey! Its so very rare for me to encounter this "emo" sensation, so I figured I would like like to savor this "emo-ness" to the fullest before I become COOL as a whole again....
I love myself.. XD
Owh! Owh!! I mean.... ;<
Paras|te|sAnEx|stence
"Aaaa, where did it I last put it? I was sure it was here... Hmmm..." while the thief was already running away somewhere..
Then two guys approached me, asking in a panic way "was that ur freakin beg man!?" (well, I made up the way he speak and translates them in english, they were actually malays that looks like ustaz).
So, I was like.. "yeah..". Then they said "Damn, a guy stole ur beg just now man!!" then we went into "pursuit" of futile. Wasted too much time on guessing where did the guy went to and then poof! Too late...
So in the end I talked to one of the two dudes who also apparently got his laptop stolen last week. For the past 7 days he waited while trying to spot the thief. Last time he was in a blur just like me, but this time he identified that guy. But I suspect that will the last time he see's him though. Most probably that son of b*#ch is not the student of UIA anyways. So I went back to my room emptyhanded.. Felt so empty... If only I could only see just a back of his body even 50 metres away from me, I would without a doubt caught him and beat the hell out of him, leaving a couple of his tooth behind. XD
Now2, don't try to give me advice on "dude, if u were to keep the stuff REALLY2 near u, it wouldn't have been stolen!!"... I'm not the type of guy who leave stuffs like I did that day.. I don't know why, but on that day I felt like doing it... There is nothing I could do anyways, if it is fated for my stuff to get stolen, there are thousands of other ways Allah could have made my stuff stolen even if I guard it. It was my fate that my stuff would get stolen, no use of getting angry about it, just learn from it. Yeah, when that event happened I was not angry actually. I felt like, owwwh, I guess this is fate, I appreciate that Allah still remembers me (of course He does, its just a matter of speech). I said alhamdulillah various amount of times, I know I was not supposed to feel sad or angry, but I couldn't help the feeling of being sad at that time. The wallet and laptop was like my MOST favourite stuff that I must have around me at least 60% of the time in a day. My wallet stays with me 95% time of the day. These two objects were like a part of me in a way, it was like a symbol that portrays who I am... Without them I feel so incomplete..
Some of my friends would say "uuuu~ when did u become religious?", well f#*k you~! I don't feel like answering that question. Well, anyways, I am unabble to return back home for 2 weeks straight right now due to assignments that can't be done on weekdays itself. Im going to make sure that I return back home this week.
This event should actually shape me into a better person really, but with all the assignments an quizzes and mid-term exam coming up, I am noticingly delaying that improvement without my freewill. Even if I wanted to my mind is not dedicated enough I guess...
Actually, I am cool enough to be able to eliminate this "emo" thingy with rational and coolness thinking itself. But hey! Its so very rare for me to encounter this "emo" sensation, so I figured I would like like to savor this "emo-ness" to the fullest before I become COOL as a whole again....
I love myself.. XD
Owh! Owh!! I mean.... ;<
Paras|te|sAnEx|stence
4 comments:
finally ko kn tuka gak wallet kesayangkan ko tuh..lol
kn beli besi br gak r nak letak kat wallet tuh..
btw, its good not to angry over spoil milk.. aku da sll ilang barang, most of the time aku x mrah langsung sbb x de gune, bukannya kalo marah bende tu muncul balik kan..
thats reaaaaally horrible to hear! =/ of all places...in the mosque!! ugh.. freakin' effed up. excuse my language but i reaally do hate thieves. may their hands be chopped off one day..and may they suffer a slow painful death, again, i reaaallly hate thieves!!!!!!
anyhow ur handling it really well though. these things happen..and as u already know its a test from God and when you get through this. the reward will be much greater.. =]
keep strong!
Mizah K.
p/s
am at wawasan.. malas nak log in.
Thanks~! I got a new laptop btw, wow~! Didn't expected that to happen at all... Felt guilty though for wasting more money to buy another laptop.
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