11 minutes

11 minutes might not sound grand to your ears.

You might just brush it off.

the "It's just 11 minutes" thoughts might pass through your mind but hey, it doesn't matter if it's 11 minutes, 11 seconds or 11 hours, all those times are valuable and can never be extricated back from the past. unretrievable.

Today during our Tahfiz session, our lovely sis Humaira' told us to write a short story based on "11 minutes". so i did. I wrote a story about this cancerous girl who reverted to Islam and she wrote her story down on her last 11 minutes on this earth. 

Sitting in the class afterwards, other thoughts came too my mind. Thoughts about how humans always takes things for granted. We love indulging ourselves with happy thoughts to the point where we become ignorant. We hate problems, we despise conflicts, we loath hardships. Conclusion? We are one selfish bunch.

Are we part of that bunch? Am I part of that bunch?

Let's strive to not be in one yeah? :)

All the people who are suffering right now, imagine how the felt when they remembered those golden times where every day they wake up without any new bandages on their bodies,  they can go to school and work peacefully,  eat dinner with their beloved ones, spent eid merrily with their family and friends and basically live a peaceful life.

If a machine was created that can enable someone to go back to their best times for 11 minutes, i'm sure many people would gladly accept the machine despite the duration of time being only 11 minutes. Time is too precious. Time flies at a different speed for people in different situations. When you're happy, time flew by but when you're sad, time seems to be crawling by. Every second aches.

That's just it. There's nothing we can do.

Time is irreversible.

Be grateful for what you have.

On the side note, let's keep praying for our brothers and sisters who are fighting for us out there yeah? that's the LEAST we can do. Spread awareness, show your support. they're our family for shouting out loud. Can you be happy seeing your family members massacred in front of you? if you're happy with the situation, then i'm sorry. I'm sorry that you lost your humanity. Awfully sorry.

My heart goes to my brothers and sisters in Palestine, Syria, Rohingya, Egypt and all over the world that i have never heard of or met. Just know that you are my family. Your pain is my pain. I might be smiling and laughing over here, but a hidden pain lies underneath the facade. It can never be the same knowing that people i care for are killed on daily basis. My prayers goes to you every single day. Thank you for being strong for us who couldn't even wipe your tears while you're suffering. Our heart aches for you.

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#SaveHumanity