Assalamualaykum wbt.
I went to the cafe to buy something to fill in my tummy. I saw two cups of Milk Tea left unsold on the table. The color of it has faded a bit on the surface since the ice melted away. Feeling a little desperate to drink something cold and sweet, I just bought a cup without a second thought.
Then, I went straight to my room while picturing in my mind having to sit on the bed and sip the tea calmly under the fan. ahhhh... But along the way I did stole a quick sip. It was tastless, of course the sweetness is way at the bottom of the cup. Theory of density, people.
So I arrived at my room, and the moment I bend my back to sit, Plop! The cup slipped off my hands and spilled third quarter of it on my beautiful mat. Wonderful. Just wonderful. It's me and my clumsiness, forever best friend. I had a sudden flashback of last month when I just cleaned that mat.
Thankfully, Allah allowed me to remain calm and I redha. I don't know whether its because I don't have the energy to get mad or its because I let Allah take charge of what ever that's happening.
Anyways, after cleaning the mess up, I still drink the left over tea in the cup. Guess what? It was the sweet part of the tea. :)
I went to the cafe to buy something to fill in my tummy. I saw two cups of Milk Tea left unsold on the table. The color of it has faded a bit on the surface since the ice melted away. Feeling a little desperate to drink something cold and sweet, I just bought a cup without a second thought.
Then, I went straight to my room while picturing in my mind having to sit on the bed and sip the tea calmly under the fan. ahhhh... But along the way I did stole a quick sip. It was tastless, of course the sweetness is way at the bottom of the cup. Theory of density, people.
So I arrived at my room, and the moment I bend my back to sit, Plop! The cup slipped off my hands and spilled third quarter of it on my beautiful mat. Wonderful. Just wonderful. It's me and my clumsiness, forever best friend. I had a sudden flashback of last month when I just cleaned that mat.
Thankfully, Allah allowed me to remain calm and I redha. I don't know whether its because I don't have the energy to get mad or its because I let Allah take charge of what ever that's happening.
Anyways, after cleaning the mess up, I still drink the left over tea in the cup. Guess what? It was the sweet part of the tea. :)
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