my grand ma and her sister, I called her mbah buk haji, who passed away last year.
Just a few days ago, we were supposed to visit all family member, have a long holidays, going to hometown to visit parents, say hi to all relatives and may reuniting with some old pals while at same time, often broke the current bond and remarried with reality in front of us. So far, no nations have this culture before. compromise almost all the companies and system to take a break for while. respect the mass of thoughts and customs.
1 syawal at any year ,
to celebrate,
what we so called day of Allah's forgiving,
then we transform it into person to person's forgiving,
I also good with that, since the celebration went well for all over the year, but not this year.
The outbreak, who disrupted mass of human component, now agitate our long-rooted culture. not to mention particular believe since almost all of us feel the air of Ied. What in the past we called halal bi halal, is now strongly restricted, not only by government, but also locals. I mean powerless yet logic locals. Many work suspended, daily income shattered, then plenty of businesses met their end.
Then many things in Ied changed. even from the night before the 1st Syawal come. we are restricted to conduct takbiran, common tradition walking along the road and declare the happiness of tomorrow. No more people in mosques, yet maybe some still doing itikaf, probably no one sending takbiran's snacks, more complicated zakat procedures, and police guard in each cross roads. I also send my respect to all the unit that fight amid the virus, reviving the nations, Allah doubled your energy, even your parents so far away, your sweat is dropping swiftly, but the gift that covers the finish line will be surprising. Brace your shoulder mate!
Mudik's ban from the government also hit the sojourner so rough, specially who requisite long time travel to home, to at least see their parents. This pandemic draining our quota so much. There is no other option, the only alternatives is by using technology to ease the yearn, address the pain from the homesickness. My pals are sending me the broadcasts, about their sorry for the mistakes they made since we know each other. I also called some high school pals, which I haven't met for almost 2-3 years. yea you are right, passing 2-3 time normal Ied. some reach are new, but most of them are old pals.
But look, I realize something when they send apologizes, I feel not too much into it. even it just to make it official, but I just don't get those feeling, the feeling of forgiving. maybe some of you feel the same. But I feel like we can forgive anytime.
we can also not forgive at Ied, like who knows??
we musn't forgive right,
maybe their mistakes is still so painful, which hard to remove it from the realm of dissapointment,
eventho sometime the atmosphere of Ied can help reduce the pain, but Ied is not a big deal.
The big deal is on us, we can forgive every day we want, remove the pain that bind us, that blind us!. Then when nothing happened in Ied, such today we still can grasps the essence of the day of forgiving. Syawal is only a symbol, which we usually cried while smelling the hand of our loved ones, asking for excusatory. but today we all know that Syawal is not different with any other day. when we meet people, making any mistakes and asking for pardon. It happens every day, and we should forgive anytime in order to love ourselves.
"when someone hurt you, you have 100 pain,
then you cried, or shout, then the pain bit down to 60
when you pray to god, to reduce your pain, it will be 40
but then forgive them, it will drain into 0"

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