A safe home
- Aug 12, 2018
- 2 min read
" Home is where you feel loved, appreciated and safe."
Writing this post on a Sunday because the past few days have been really hectic. From rushing to finish reports as the deadline was last two days (really DEAD!) to constant revision throughout the nights which is why I am able to write on a Sunday morning and not be in religious class. Yes, I woke up late.
Last 4 days ago, we celebrated National Day as it was Singapore's 53rd birthday. Can I just emphasize how blessed I am to be actually living in this country despite the crazy crazy prices and etc. But let's look on the brighter side. Singapore is, alhamdulillah, one of the safest country due to its crazily tight protocols and security which I have never ever complained about. I also would tell people off who are so bothered about the police patrolling around because, without them, I think Singapore won't be as safe. Singapore is very convenient too. We have a 7-11 nearby, or even better, a supermarket where we can buy lots of essential supplies. We have public transport available to bring us around. And many more which sometimes Singaporeans tend to abuse these advantages given to us. We complain A LOT! I am also guilty of it sometimes. Train full, complain. Train late, complain. Why do I need to leave the house to go to NTUC, complain. And I think we just need to take a moment to just realise and appreciate what we have right now.
Also, let's talk about how geographically safe Singapore is. Not many earthquakes and volcanic eruptions to worry about. Floods are also managed well due to efficient water drainage systems. There are countries not as safe as Singapore and one of the highlights for the past few days is Lombok. Recently, they were hit with earthquakes a few times and there was a video which made me reflect. A video of an Imam (the person who leads a prayer) still standing, still in his solat during an earthquake.
Ma Sha Allah, I was thinking, if it was me in that position, what would I actually do? Would I run away like some of the jemaah or actually stay behind? It was really up to my iman. If I really did die right then, conversing with the Creator is the last thing I did before I meet Him and it is really beautiful. But if I actually ran, would I still have chances of living or I would still die and be dead with full of regrets. What would you have done? Let's pray that those in Lombok are always safe and may Allah protect all of them. For those who have passed on, let's pray that they will be given paradise. ♥
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