Thursday, June 17, 2010

All For Love

The morning had not yet arrived, even the dawn had not yet replaced the rest of the night sky. Cock up immediately precedes the usual charge to start the day, even far in advance of the officer before he wake the mosque for
dawn prayers. I've had to grapple with the chilled water bath. This morning, early yesterday morning onwards and remained so in order not to arrive late at the office.

Wife kissed her forehead, gently rub the head of the children who still indulge his dreams. After say hello, this self hurried out of the home page, remove excess sleep the night before, walked briskly down the street past the mosque that I left early and leaving a handful of servants of God who fervently with their remember. As usual, often I say my Remember in travel, while chanting some verses that still recognize.

Arriving at the railway station in Bogor. Grateful if the remaining vacant seat in order to finalize a bit tired and sleepy that delayed since last night. Fair to gather energy in order to look more refreshed arrived at the office and worked days without yawning. But in fact, not all of which we imagine will come true because I more often find a train in a state chock full even before the train moved. So began each day, and every day with a huddle, crowded together, and resist heat, musty smell of sweat are also hundreds of people in one carriage.

Standing for not less than one hour before arriving at the destination station, with eyes alert for disturbances kept ignorant hands. If any get a seat, usually can not freely enjoy because it is usually just a few minutes should be replaced by pregnant women, mothers carrying their children, or those who are elderly and the handicapped. That's how I started the morning. Every day.

Afternoon. After a day of struggling with the tasks of the office, almost the same episode that takes place every afternoon and evening. time to Maghrib Prayer while the train had not yet arrived, I left immediately to face his platform. After the maghrib prayer ran back toward the platform the train was just passing by and I had to wait for the next train a quarter to a half hour ahead.

Still with an atmosphere that is not far different from the early days. Coincide, packed and held the balance, also in the crowd of hundreds of sweaty people in a carriage. The difference is clearly not as comfortable scent in the morning.

pity at home. Not infrequently I met my wife was asleep exhausted after a long day care and educate children. I knocked on the door repeatedly. Again. Wait a few moments and finally, with tired faces segurat my wife opened the door.
That evening shut my day. Every day.

Brother, I do have to forget a lot of time with you, skip the seconds fun looking attitude and laughter of children. In fact, I too often did not meet with the children because they are not up yet when I left and was asleep when I came home. Only the innocent faces that greet me without sin in Leaps that can only be kissed softly so no interrupts his dream.

I do it all for love. Love to God, who bestows love and life, which allows me to live with people who love me. Love is what makes me stay strong through life, any heavy Bayu Gautama
bayugautama@yahoo.com

love greetings for loved ones

eramuslim

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