Monday, January 28, 2008

It was Sunday, late afnn, i was at the pool watching my kids swim, when my hubby texted me "Suharto has died". My reply " innalillah..... may ALLAH blessed his soul".

The whole of this morning (Monday), i was glued on TVRI , watching the funeral procedures of the late, Bapak Suharto. The time where his body was being shrouded at his home in Jakarta, then brought to the airport to fly him to his family muoseleum in Solo..which was abt over an hour from Jakarta.

At Solo airport, some world leaders flew in to pay their last respects. There's Royal Thai Airways , Royal Brunei and some others. When finally the focker millitary plane that carried the body of the former late President arrived, the coffin had to travelled yet another 40km to the hilltop of 660m abv the sea level , where the family mouselum is. The millitary style burial was led by the Indonesian President himself, Pak Yudhoyono....

It was a lengthy process........sufice to say, i watched till Pak Harto disemadikan. It was sombre and very emotional atmosphere. I was effected actually, not so much of his death.....it's infact more of the whole process of death and funeral . Secretly, I cried in my heart...... Ia memberi sesuatu keinsafan di dalam diri ini, bahawa apa yang akan kita bawa pulang nanti hanya lah sekedar kain putih yg meliputi jasad kita yg kaku. Harta, kekayaan dan semuanya akan ditinggalkan. We all know this, but it acted as my own personal reminder.....kekadang kita lalai .

What also amused me, was , the sound of ayam berkokok and burung2 peliharaan Almarhum Pak Harto. They seemed/sounded to be crying........seriously.!! Tidak henti-henti berkokok and berbunyi seperti mentangisi sesuatu. Even the lady commentator, mentioned abt it.
Binatang memang mengetahui akan sesuatu yg baik atau yang ganjil, tetapi mereka hanya tidak dapat menerangkan kepada manusia.

Death comes at anytime........im not sure if im prepared to face my Creator, which i doubt i am. Death is something so inevitable, yet so very often forgotten. Each day that passes, each day we breathe, each day we go about our lives, sinning or doing good, is but a day closer to our end, closer to our return to our Creator - Allaah the All-Mighty.

"Everyone is going to taste death, and We shall make a trial of you with evil and good, and to Us you will be returned." (21:35)

1 comment:

Ummi's BLOG said...

thanks for this reminder. Death will come one day.
I would love to meet my creator. I just hope to meet HIM in a good way. Husnul Khotima. Insya'allah.