What is not written, does not exist

What is not written, does not exist. That’s why my blog is here.

Yesterday I lamented. God, why some people are luckier than me. They got things i desperately want, things that are hard for me are really easy for them..

A few moments later, after I step out from Wad Dahlia HTAA, God gives me the answer.

I feel guilty for thinking like that and i really thank God because i am far, far, far more luckier than some other people.

My dad is correct when he told me, nak jadi org yg bersyukur kita kena tengok orang yang kurang dari kita.

Thank you abah. Miss u.

HTAA’s wad dahlia is a place for psychiatric patients. They suffer psychiatric disorder such as schizophenia and major depressive disorder. They were placed in a cell, we didn’t go near them. We only sit on their dining table, studying their bed ticket. They look at us, singing, talking, shouting, fighting (entertaining us..hehe). may ALLAH cure all of you and show the good side of all this suffering,amen.