How many weeks has it been? the sugar crisis is really annoying… it hits me hardest in my pocket… now i can’t make my own morning coffee anymore, no milo during snack time, no milo again after lunch, no evening tea, no nescafe after supper and no late night coffee.. and none between those times..
it hurts to go to the cafe to get the drinks everytime… i’ve been spending a lot on them daily… and there’s no fun in it…
What’s is happenning in our world? it’s getting worse by day.. do we need to wait until the final hour to realise that we’re making ourselves the victims of our own selfishness? what have we done to make this world a better place? where is our faith in the hereafter? are we going to go through this test of life joywalking with a blindfold? where have those words uttered by our tongues vanished? why haven’t we act to our own speech…. as we age, we’re closer to our last terminal…. but we’re acting like tomorrow’s gonna be forever, like we’re going to walk on this earth for another thousands of years, like we’re not gonna see Siratul Mustaqim lies in front of us to let us pass or slip down, like the ba;ance of Mizan won’t be there to determine our next home…and we call ourselves the faithfuls?….think again…
