Dear Khaulah, Assalaamu'alaikum wbt.
Sorry for the delay again, I was meaning to write to you a couple of weeks ago but too bad that this is the time of the year where I'm at my busiest schedule at work. To add up, we have a big program coming soon at as-Syahadah too.
Anyhow, alhamdulillah its been one full month since your mom got back home from Shanghai. Being together with both of you made my days brighter. Thank you Allah for lending me Fadilah and Khaulah.
When I was little back at the village, my late grandma used to like drinking hot coffee. The coffee powder were sold in a glass jar. Overtime, we had plenty of jars which was re-used for various things. Its only use that I remember, though, was as my experiment equipment XD I can vividly recall how amused I was when I put water and detergent inside the jar and then I shook it, a cyclone formed inside!
Looking back, there were a few things that we can learn from the experiment. To me back then, or even now, the tempest inside might be just a play thing. But to those beings inside the jar, or the jar itself, the storm within.. is real.
Thats why we can't judge how people should react with whatever tests they are going through, Khaulah. Because people sees different trials differently. Nor should we judge people from how much they are struggling to achieve something or their efforts.
Me for instance, I can struggle as much as I want to change the world, but all the efforts, is but a tempest in a coffee jar. I might not be able to change the world directly, but if this work can change the people who witnessed it to become better, then may Allah accept this as a good deed.
Love,
Ayah.
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