I was walking in the hospital corridor towards the casualty department at 11.45pm, planning to review the referred patient, when I met a lady cleaner, who is obviously pregnant sweeping the corridor floor. "How many months are you?" with a smile, I ask while passing by. "Seven months," she replied, smiling while continue sweeping the corridor floor.
The next day, while I was waiting for my husband to pick me up at the hospital lobby at 7.10pm (my long and tiring post call day), I was sighing on my tiredness, thinking that how tiring it is for me to work 36 hours continuously with very minimal rest. I was sad thinking of how busy I am with my carrier that I hardly have opportunity to cook a good meal for my husband, hardly have time to do house cleaning and at the same time stressful of thinking a bundle of pending laundries to be settled at home. I also had not been calling my loving mother for few days and really missed her curing voice that always pampered my soul. I remembered that I had not been asking news from my good friend, and had not reply a call from another close friend.
Few minutes after sitting at the lobby, I noticed the same cleaner that I met the night before was sweeping the lobby floor and collecting all the rubbish with her heavy-looked distended tummy. I was amazed, thinking of how strong she is, doing those heavy task in such difficult situation, and yet I'm pretty sure that she is paid too little for her heavy effort. Oh my, how could I complain for my slight difficulty which is relatively small compared to others?
I was ashamed on myself then, realizing how Allah has made the things easy for me most of the time and how He had given me strength to stand with all the burdens. And the most important of all, grant me with a very understanding soul-mate, who continuously understand my situation and never complain of anything. Allah also blessed me with such a supportive family and friends who understand my situation and giving helping hands all the time. Oh my, what else do you expect?
Which of Allah's favors can I deny?
Mabuk Cinta Halal
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Thursday, July 15, 2010
Which of Allah's Favor Can We Deny?
I was walking in the hospital corridor towards the casualty department at 11.45pm, planning to review the referred patient, when I met a lady cleaner, who is obviously pregnant sweeping the corridor floor. "How many months are you?" with a smile, I ask while passing by. "Seven months," she replied, smiling while continue sweeping the corridor floor.
The next day, while I was waiting for my husband to pick me up at the hospital lobby at 7.10pm (my long and tiring post call day), I was sighing on my tiredness, thinking that how tiring it is for me to work 36 hours continuously with very minimal rest. I was sad thinking of how busy I am with my carrier that I hardly have opportunity to cook a good meal for my husband, hardly have time to do house cleaning and at the same time stressful of thinking a bundle of pending laundries to be settled at home. I also had not been calling my loving mother for few days and really missed her curing voice that always pampered my soul. I remembered that I had not been asking news from my good friend, and had not reply a call from another close friend.
Few minutes after sitting at the lobby, I noticed the same cleaner that I met the night before was sweeping the lobby floor and collecting all the rubbish with her heavy-looked distended tummy. I was amazed, thinking of how strong she is, doing those heavy task in such difficult situation, and yet I'm pretty sure that she is paid too little for her heavy effort. Oh my, how could I complain for my slight difficulty which is relatively small compared to others?
I was ashamed on myself then, realizing how Allah has made the things easy for me most of the time and how He had given me strength to stand with all the burdens. And the most important of all, grant me with a very understanding soul-mate, who continuously understand my situation and never complain of anything. Allah also blessed me with such a supportive family and friends who understand my situation and giving helping hands all the time. Oh my, what else do you expect?
Which of Allah's favors can I deny?
The next day, while I was waiting for my husband to pick me up at the hospital lobby at 7.10pm (my long and tiring post call day), I was sighing on my tiredness, thinking that how tiring it is for me to work 36 hours continuously with very minimal rest. I was sad thinking of how busy I am with my carrier that I hardly have opportunity to cook a good meal for my husband, hardly have time to do house cleaning and at the same time stressful of thinking a bundle of pending laundries to be settled at home. I also had not been calling my loving mother for few days and really missed her curing voice that always pampered my soul. I remembered that I had not been asking news from my good friend, and had not reply a call from another close friend.
Few minutes after sitting at the lobby, I noticed the same cleaner that I met the night before was sweeping the lobby floor and collecting all the rubbish with her heavy-looked distended tummy. I was amazed, thinking of how strong she is, doing those heavy task in such difficult situation, and yet I'm pretty sure that she is paid too little for her heavy effort. Oh my, how could I complain for my slight difficulty which is relatively small compared to others?
I was ashamed on myself then, realizing how Allah has made the things easy for me most of the time and how He had given me strength to stand with all the burdens. And the most important of all, grant me with a very understanding soul-mate, who continuously understand my situation and never complain of anything. Allah also blessed me with such a supportive family and friends who understand my situation and giving helping hands all the time. Oh my, what else do you expect?
Which of Allah's favors can I deny?
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