Final Destination

Last month, two of my relatives died almost at the same time. One was my auntie from Ayah, died in the night of Eid Al Adha. The second was my uncle from Ibu (not real uncle, exactly,, kind of the husband of Ibu's cousin), died in 29th October, 2012.

Because of this almost-at-the-same-time circumstance, it reminds me of our closest friend. Our loyal friend. A friend that never really leave us. Death..

Usually, if we death, people who ever know us will remember about our life: what we did, what we said, what we told, how we treated them, etc.

Then, I am asking myself,, how will people remember me when I am already death?

Nobuhiro Watsuki in Samurai X write, "the quality life of someone could be determined by the numbers of mourners coming to  his/her death ceremony".

The next question is,, how many people who will come to my house when I die, praying for my forgiveness?

When I was in college, one of my senior said that death is a breaker of our grace in the Earth.

We would not meet our parents, our family, and our beloved friends anymore.

Since we are moslems, it is also known that death is not the end. Death is the beginning of our other life. The other life where we will be questioned about our life in the Earth. The other life where we will be asked about anything we did in the Earth.

And the last question is,, are we ready about that??

Am I ready about that??

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...Rabbana aatina fid dun yaa hasanah, wa fil akhiroti hasanah, wa qinaa ‘adzaban naar... Aamiin...