17 years ago, Friday the 27th,at Majlis Islam Sarawak, Miri @about 9:30 am, witnessed by Ustaz Najib, Fauzi & Abdul Khalek, we were solemnized by Sheikhul Hussein as Husband and Wife with RM80 dowry. This is the happiest day in my life, after went through many episodes of love stories with my secret lover adorable Nana. It was quite a mixed feeling, though, casting another 'achievement' in the milestone without my beloved parents witnessing the 'lafaz nikah' with one blast. I am pretty sure, it will be very different if they were around. I remember, 6 months before the D-day, when Nana was with Bank Islam in Kuala Lumpur, I dared myself to release my intention with Nana's mom on Saturday in their house and said "...I would like to marry Nana...and, once we get married, I wanted her to resign from the Bank". Just like the legendary Hang Tuah, braving himself against the Sultan of Malacca's traitor, with his 'kris' at the frontline of the battle, then I was with my words, guts and RM 4000. Now, after 17 years had past and 17 years had been together, manuvering our journey through bumby road; beautiful scenaries; confronted with hurricane; crossed successfully various obstacles; breathing fresh memories and Alhamdullillah, praise only be upon the Al-Mighty Allah swt, for giving us 'Afi: Muhammad Afiq: Muhammad Asri: Muhammad Aiman & our only daughter Afiqah - our greatest assets. To them, this is our message:
Ready or not, someday it will come to an end. There will be no sunrises, no minutes, hours or days. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else.Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear. So, to your hopes, ambitions, plan and to-do list will expire
The win and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.It won’t matter where you come from, or on what side of tracks you lived, at the end.It won’t matter whether you were beautiful or brilliantEven your gender and skin colour will be irrelevant.
So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured?What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built; not what you got, but what you gave
What will matter is not your success, but your significance
What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught
What matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice that enriched, empowered, or encouraged others to emulate your example
What will matter is not your competence, but your character
What will matter are not how many people that you knew, but how many feel a lasting loss when you’re gone
What will matter are not your memories, but the memories that live in those who loved you
What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for whatLiving a life that matters doesn’t happen by accident. It’s not a matter of circumstance but of choice.
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