October 5, 2013

I don't know your definition of love

                                                         



* This post is a reflection of what I felt after my convocation ceremony has ended*


Bismillah

I don't know what your definition of love is,

But for me, love is when your father came to your convocation ceremony bringing along a bouquet of fresh flowers into the hall. He carried it happily hoping to pass it to his daughter at the end of the event not knowing that the water beneath the bouquet was dripping down during the whole ceremony hence causing the floor around him to be flooded with water. Upon realizing, he wiped it with his handkerchief. Knowing it was to no avail as the handkerchief is now soaked, he then wiped it with his socks.


I don't know what your definition of love is,

But as for me, love is when your mother is ready to walk miles just so she can witness her daughter taking a scroll on the stage despite the fact that she knows it's going to be difficult for her Parkinson's disease. Despite the fact that she has aching soles that each step she takes is a painful one. But she keeps on putting a smile on her face and the pain is as if nothing to her when she gets the chance to kiss the cheeks of her daughter.


I don't know what your definition of love is,

But as far as I know, love is when your family always make time for you although they too, have other important things to do in life. Always listen to your problems, don't mind spending money to buy you gifts, give their support and will always lend their shoulders for you to cry on.


I don't know what your definition of love is,

But I just realised that love is when your juniors attending your convocation and give you a hug, presents and flowers, (some walk miles under the burning sun to see you and say congrats) although you actually did not offer that much of help except being a friend to them and uttered some encouraging words for them to keep on going. MashaAllah. May Allah bless you, beautiful soul. You know who you are ;)


I don't know what your definition of love is,

But what I know is, love is when you are feeling so hard to bid farewell to one another. Giving a hug and your self keep on wondering whether could this be the last hug? After you pretty much grew up in the university together. Shared the worry, the sadness with each other. Celebrating one's birthday and achievement as if it is your own. Will we be able to find this kind of friendship anywhere else..?



For whatever your definition of love is, I am so glad that my understanding of love are as such. Contrary to what most people believe, love, is not at all about your love towards opposite gender, for real love requires years to build. It needs sacrifice. For years I believe that I am not a person who is overly attached to people, but voila, this is me, today, not only attached to people but is attached to moments and memories as well.

As I bid farewell to my university years, I want to understand goodbye just like what Rumi once said,


'Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul, there is no such thing as separation'


I would like to take this opportunity to really thank everyone who have made this possible. Wallahi, I don't think I can thank you enough. Alhamdulillah I am so grateful to Allah for blessing me with so many good people in my life- my parents for their constant support and motivation, my family, lecturers who are ever helpful, my batch and groupmates, akhowat, 'buddies', staff at the faculty, my patients for their trust and time! If I were in my patients' position, I don't think I will ever be able to do the same. May Allah continue to shower all of you with His blessings. Putting a title in front of my name is a big amaanah. I can feel the pressure. But I know I can do this because of the support I received from you, people.



*taking a deep breath*

Now life begins!



Ya Allah, I ask you to grant these people the best in their lives and hereafter. Alleviate their pain, make their affairs easy and bless them in whatever they are doing.

Ya Allah, bless the knowledge that I've obtained and let me utilise it well to serve this ummah.

Ya Allah, I ask You to keep guiding me, despite what the future offers. To don't ever leave me on my own. Because without You, I'm lost. Without Your love and guidance, I'm just a body walking without soul..

Ameen Ya Rabb!
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3 comments:

KakYong said...

Your definition of love is definitely love itself.

Congrats Izyan=)

siti sarah aisyah said...

tahniah izyan!! u did well! sangat betul. zaman universiti adlh zmn yg akn sentiasa dikenang ;'(

Izyan Zainuddin said...

Alhamdulillah. Thank you kak yong and kak sarah. :))

Mengalir jugak air mata kita tulis post ni.Huhu

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25. Aim to live with the principle of to love for others what I love for my self. A dentist by profession. A Muslim by religion. A Dai'yah by action ( well at least that's what I hope I am) My writings are usually of reflections on matters happening around me.

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