THE MEANING OF LOVE

Hi,

Meet again. We are now approaching the end of Ramadhan – the last and the most critical parts of the month. Not many willing to keep up with the night activities like ‘tarawih’, ‘tadarus’ and such because of various reasons.

Anyhow, I would like to talk about learning responsibility. What come across to our mind I supposed is that the teacher has to shoulder all the responsibility of the student’s learning. Last Saturday I was outstation in Segamat, Johor Malaysia. I was accidently met with a guy, around 60’s, while having my supper at the mamak stall. He looks sad and unhappy. We have a chat quite long until 12 am in the morning. Among the story was that he was talking about his children as for him has ‘abandoned’ him without reason. Now he stayed at home alone although some of his children have the opportunity to look after him but neglected him instead.

In regards to education I would say that the children should understand and realised what responsibility they should shoulder. They need to see their father in a different way, however worse or bad the father have done according to their perception, they still need to respect him as a person called father. 

I still remember myself saying something ‘unnecessary’ to my mom and I am still regretted until now. It seems that asking apologies from my mom, whenever possible is not enough to heal my mom’s feelings, although she knows that the incident happened was unintentionally. I know my mom very well and she knows me too. But like I said the forgiveness that my mom’s have given cannot replace the regret that develops in my heart. To me now it is true that we cannot even say or showing a bad attitudes or behaviours to our parents. Forgiveness granted still cannot heal the cuts that created especially in our parents’ heart. 

Abandoning or neglecting parents as conclusion shouldn’t be happened nowadays. Our regret will be higher especially when they are not here in this world anymore. I wish I could help the man to get back his children and to tell the children how much he loves them. For me, my dad now is not here as well as my mom, physically but to me they always in my heart, close very close – just missed them. I wish this story is reaching the people like the above family and learn a bit from it one day.

See you again in another issue.

Happy Ramadhan and Eid Fitri.

Thank you.