LOST n FOUND..
I lost n found something in 15mins...Was at the multistorey carpark opposite my block..i discoved i lost my wallet. A sense of desperation came over me as i tried to find that wallet of mine. I kept thinking.."Why must i keep losing wallets over the period of my life!?"
FYI : This is NOT the 1st tym..8th tym most likely!!
But then..this thought dawned upon me...im not myself at all! Im losing control of my mind..frustration and anger is taking over me. Realising this..i slowed myself down thinking what luck i had. In a logical space of 5mins which i could possibly have dropped my wallet..i couldnt find it. I scoured the entire carpark including the bins..no wallet or any of its remnants in sight. I even went to the kopitiam by the side to look out for any suspicious personnel..possibly holding on to my wallet but to no avail.
I finally resigned..n silently spoke to God again..
**I'll side-track abit k?
People tend to only remember God in times of need and desperation. Its a natural tendency to seek help when u r most weak. Many think of God as only the giver of GOOD and BENEFITS. My platoon sergeant even asked me.."where was God when tsunami struck?" (Aniwae, he's a non-believer of God..he believes only himself and i do not look down on him at all as i strongly believe people are entitled to their own believes.)
God i feel..is the ONE that creates all. So, everything comes from HIM, natural disasters, knowledge, how the universe runs and all. There IS a reason for everything and its not in human power to understand it all. But what i feel we should believe is that something good will arise and its up to us not to make bad of it. After all..we do have a part to play in how we live our lives. Fate is never something we surrender to as its meaning is depicted by Man and we'll never fully know whqt tomorrow brings. Just live our lives to the best we can.
Everything comes and WILL return to HIM.
OK..back to track! I went home..trying to chart my next course of action..(i wrote down whatever i could recall regarding what my wallet contains..find my passport and savings book so i could apply for a new ATM card..then the money will come..asked my friend how to apply for a new SAF 11B..) so my life would not be disrupted.
Den..my doorbell rang. I rushed to the door hoping someone would return my wallet and i was right on target! This man found my wallet while parking his car. He lives just next block and he just came back from picking up his son from school. A very friendly man indeed..i thought it was gone for sure (my wallet) but was proven otherwise. I thanked him profusely, shook his hand and recited a silent (in-the-heart) prayer for this kind and honest neighbour. He didnt even touch a cent!
And THANK GOD!! I was more concerned abt the photos and letters inside rather than the money and my ID. The other time i lost my wallet in the bus..the guy kop-ed my wallet and my money but mailed me back my IC, photos and letters! For those who noe..it was Abu's only photo i had (The one Wak Bon took for me during Ramadan 2001 break fast with PJC malays.)..my gramps photo and the letters / notes i have with Abu. It is those things u hold on to..cos those memories can never be replaced.
Aniway..thanks again dear Bkt Panjang next block neighbour! Didnt even manage to get his name..
May Allah guide us all..bless us with happiness and health n protect us from the dangers of this world, physically or mentally. Help us become successful people in the world and after...
FYI : This is NOT the 1st tym..8th tym most likely!!
But then..this thought dawned upon me...im not myself at all! Im losing control of my mind..frustration and anger is taking over me. Realising this..i slowed myself down thinking what luck i had. In a logical space of 5mins which i could possibly have dropped my wallet..i couldnt find it. I scoured the entire carpark including the bins..no wallet or any of its remnants in sight. I even went to the kopitiam by the side to look out for any suspicious personnel..possibly holding on to my wallet but to no avail.
I finally resigned..n silently spoke to God again..
**I'll side-track abit k?
People tend to only remember God in times of need and desperation. Its a natural tendency to seek help when u r most weak. Many think of God as only the giver of GOOD and BENEFITS. My platoon sergeant even asked me.."where was God when tsunami struck?" (Aniwae, he's a non-believer of God..he believes only himself and i do not look down on him at all as i strongly believe people are entitled to their own believes.)
God i feel..is the ONE that creates all. So, everything comes from HIM, natural disasters, knowledge, how the universe runs and all. There IS a reason for everything and its not in human power to understand it all. But what i feel we should believe is that something good will arise and its up to us not to make bad of it. After all..we do have a part to play in how we live our lives. Fate is never something we surrender to as its meaning is depicted by Man and we'll never fully know whqt tomorrow brings. Just live our lives to the best we can.
Everything comes and WILL return to HIM.
OK..back to track! I went home..trying to chart my next course of action..(i wrote down whatever i could recall regarding what my wallet contains..find my passport and savings book so i could apply for a new ATM card..then the money will come..asked my friend how to apply for a new SAF 11B..) so my life would not be disrupted.
Den..my doorbell rang. I rushed to the door hoping someone would return my wallet and i was right on target! This man found my wallet while parking his car. He lives just next block and he just came back from picking up his son from school. A very friendly man indeed..i thought it was gone for sure (my wallet) but was proven otherwise. I thanked him profusely, shook his hand and recited a silent (in-the-heart) prayer for this kind and honest neighbour. He didnt even touch a cent!
And THANK GOD!! I was more concerned abt the photos and letters inside rather than the money and my ID. The other time i lost my wallet in the bus..the guy kop-ed my wallet and my money but mailed me back my IC, photos and letters! For those who noe..it was Abu's only photo i had (The one Wak Bon took for me during Ramadan 2001 break fast with PJC malays.)..my gramps photo and the letters / notes i have with Abu. It is those things u hold on to..cos those memories can never be replaced.
Aniway..thanks again dear Bkt Panjang next block neighbour! Didnt even manage to get his name..
May Allah guide us all..bless us with happiness and health n protect us from the dangers of this world, physically or mentally. Help us become successful people in the world and after...
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