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Friday, January 15, 2010

Sometimes When We Are Touched

Thanks a bunch Khairina!


My spirit was wearing thin one day and with the fading smile on my face I delivered the cake above to this lovely recipient. She was someone who I have never met or brushed shoulders with but every time she made contact with me, I could feel the warmth in her words. I am that sort of a person, I delve into words, analyze the discourse and reply in a manner that suits well with my customers. I don't believe in template answers or forms, every reply should be special or at least,different. Khairina, I believe is someone simple in her virtues. She relates briefly of how the cake should be like and leaves the rest to me. It's refreshing to correspond with someone of her like, a delight to me always.

As I relinquished the cake to her, she passed me a paper bag with items brought back from Tanah Suci Mekah. She has just returned from her Hajj, from a sacred place that has bestowed upon her that glow on her face. As we exchanged the items we thanked each other before both of us made our exit. I never took that second look inside the paper bag for I thought I knew among other things the predictable content. I knew there would surely be dates, and the usual barang2 Mekah. However, a second glance glued my eyes to the protruding envelope, so visible from my driver's seat. Hastily I grabbed it and quickly dialed Khairina's number for fear that she might have accidentally inserted the envelope there. In between dialing and unearthing the inside of the envelope, I fell into a catatonic state the moment I saw the amount on the cheque slip. Bemused, I alerted Khairina who was already on the other line answering my urgent phone call. I was so convinced that she might have dropped the envelope there, it was then when she reassured me with,

"...wiz, the money is for the surau."

Di tika dan saat itu, berlinanglah air mata saya tanpa kawalan, terharu dengan kebaikan dan keperihatinan hamba Allah ini.

It was an awaited jolt to my spirit, the faint smile turned into a longer lasting one since I couldn't wait to show the cheque to my husband and to share the news with the rest of the AJK surau. It felt as if the surau has successfully been built even though we are still far from the budgeted amount. It's not just a number on the cheque, it's the realization that we haven't run out of good people out there and the hope to hope. It's also that feeling of promise, trust and friendship, the silaturrahim.

A big thank you to Khairina and husband for this magnanimous donation and also to all who have donated via my muffs and cakes, always tipping extra for the sake of the Tabung surau. I can't thank you enough for your generosity. Only the best of dua's I have for you and wishing you the best of everything this life could offer.

I will try to thrive on this feeling, keeping it for as long as I could especially when the weather gets little bit gusty at times. It will be in the collection of my marbles, kept alongside with the other treasured trinkets. It's a place I go to, under pillows of cushions, a place I would be amongst all of my favourite things.


Thank you so much Adilah! And also thank you for naming me your family baker, so shweeeet of you!

6 treats:

edi said...

wow~~ kak wiz..
your story made my day today.. alhamdulillah..

Kitchen Guardian said...

wiz,

i love them colours...

wiz said...

Edi - How so Edi?

Yanie - YOur eyes are for pastel only yea? The rest all jeng! he he he.

wiz said...

Edi - How so Edi?

Yanie - YOur eyes are for pastel only yea? The rest all jeng! he he he.

edi said...

kak wiz, i was touched reading about the donations.. and the way that nice lady letak duit tu semua, i can feel how genuine she was.. how ikhlas, and that, really made my day.. i kept thinking about it all day long, making so much assumptions about her :D. one of them was "mesti kakak tu order dgn kak wiz so that kak wiz boleh dtg rumah dia hantar kek tu, then dia boleh passkan donation tu" "maybe dia saje order sbb nak jumpe kak wiz personally, mcm mana lagi kan nak jumpe".. bla bla bla.. that kind of thing la.. biasela i.. hahaha.. *lari..!

wiz said...

Edi - YEs things like this really move you. I was also moved and it made my whole week. I didn't send the cake to her house, we met at a mutual place. A petite lady with a heart of gold. Edi, lari untuk memikirkan benda yang baik ok, he he he.