I was sitting in my room with frustrated tears wetting on my cheek. First time feeling like a recluse for a moment in my life. I can't believe that happened. And too bad i can't do anything! I just can't. I was stunned, petrified... just like a stupid stubble over there! I am sorry for letting you through everything alone that time, i am so sorry.. so sorry because i was too scared.
Being in idyllic life for years, i thank you ALLAH for that...Amin. And i do hope i will live in this kinda life for another 100 years (masih adakah aku lagi?). I am saying this when i saw something that totally vice versa. Some people is lucky to have such an idyllic days in life, some may be not. When i am happy, i forgot there is someone unhappy. There is someone who suffered for years just to see the loved ones live the life without turmoil.
I started to question myself again and again. Was this sacrifice? Can we call this sacrifice? A noble sacrifice might be? Or is this a person with nobleness heart who willingly let themselves get hurt so bad for the sake of other people? Or maybe something like self-abuse? Why i call self-abuse - because some people simply don't know what they want for themselves. Sometimes they say they have to sacrifice for someone else until they get severe suffered, tortured... and too bad they still don't realize it. They run the life for someone else...for someone who they love so much! Is this fair? I am not a bevy of watching people who enjoy to see something like this happen in front of my two eyes. And right... it is so hard to rummage boxes of someone's heart and feeling. Only He knows everything.
I couldn't stand to see something atrocious being a king to something so weak. I loathe this happen but who am i to stop it? And i loathe a person with manipulative behaviour who tries to use that skill on a person who has blurry way out. I really dislike a selfish person who tries to persuade a person who completely mind deadlocked. There was a thing i found difficult about what i saw, it was the person itself, i mean the victim. They may be confused, deeply ashamed or not prepared for the consequences if they fight back or may be they are afraid. Somebody needs to give their hands to this person (victim). Help them to mitigate their fear which like a big stone on their head. But if we have the guts, we find everything difficult become so easy. This is what i feel and really want to do it for someone that i really love so much. Fear no more, let's face this with brave heart, strong arm. Be it a loser or bandwagon... the most important thing is we fight for justice!
Salam Maal Hijrah to all friends!