you and methe one person i ve got next to an elder brother flew to dubai last night.
he was the uncle who grew up wif me.
thru all those long childhood memories,he was always there.
the dreaded maths tutor who knocked some sense into my hollow brains.
the protective "elder brother" who scolded the kids downstairs for bullying me.
the one who would let 10 year old Kinah sleep wif him during dark stormy nights
when she was all afraid and daft.
the one who bothered about us even after he got married.
the one who would make it a point to pay us a visit in the weekends.
the one who opened up my eyes to Islam.
and showed me how so very beautiful the religion is.
he was practically the only salvation my family has towards religion.
its obvious that he played a Big role in my 20 years of existence.
he s the second man i would actually trust my life with after my father.
and his faith in God, is just so overwhelmingly strong that it inspires me
to be a better muslim time after time again.
it hit me last night that hes gone.
for the next 2 years.
chasing after those big dreams he always had.
and how ive taken his presence for granted all these times.
thinking that sumhow,uncle moiz's always gona be there no matter what happens.
and after all those goodbyes last night,
while i was walking him to the gate.
i saw that side of him that ive never seen before.
the most vunerable weakest side of a man so strong,
whos leaving in hope for a better future.
alone in an enstranged new country.
leaving his wife and 3 kids behind for 2 damn long years.
the tears filling up his eyes.
his cold hands shivering.
despite all that, him smiling at me and reminding me to be good.
and to check on his children often enough while hes gone.
its funny how fate seems to play around wif us over n over again.
i would never expect uncle moiz of all people to suddenly get up and leave.
i wonder what other plans god has in store for each and everyone of us.
my dearest uncle is gona be stuck in dubai for 2 years building the next tallest buiding in the world.
i have no idea how hes gona endure standing on the 160th floor of that building.
he has no idea either.
nevertheless,
im extremely excited and happy for him.
though his presence will be sorely missed by all of us here.
i noe he wunt be reading this,
but if he could only noe how thankful i am to god for making him my dearest closest wackiest gila uncle.
sigh.
this is such a freaking long post.
never realised i could type non stop for an hour.