For once I can’t believe that I have the desire to actually leave my country for real. I mean to settle down to another country to work or live there. Something happened to me that made me to dislike where I am now. Listening to news of someone I loved getting married. Yes, I guess love does make you change. And for that love you can make up your mind and leave. Loving someone means to set them free. I always ended up being the bad guy. And for once I just realised that. I am not the victim but the bad guy.
And for that, I have made some plans. As for after graduating, I would like to take a year leave to Kuwait for another course. Or maybe I could just find a job in the Arabian land. I just don’t know. I think leaving and settling in another country where you least expect to meet or hear their stories is better than just stay here and witness everything.
Coward? Yes, I am a coward. I just couldn’t face the fact. I really wanted to celebrate it but I just can’t. So leaving is the best option that I have for now. To actually leave everything including your hometown and family.
I just have a thought on something. Since banyak ikhwah akhawat sibuk menamakan anak-anak mereka dengan nama-nama para sahabat, terpikir juga suatu hari nanti bila anak-anak dari kalangan ikhwah dan akhawat ni besar dan mengikuti bulatan gembira tentu mereka rasa bersemangat bila membaca atau memberikan taujihat tentang seerah para sahabat. Bayangkan nama mereka yang mereka sebut gerenti terpancar semangat jihad para sahabat yang pernah hidup di zaman Rasulullah.