How things are

Funny that we were taught to chase our dreams and follow our hearts. And yet they expect us to listen to their words and fulfill their expectation of life. 

Funny how we were told that everything is possible when we put our hearts to it. And then they say, some things are of too much risk. How can we know it for sure until we figure it out ourselves?

Funny that we're too busy juxtaposing what's right and wrong, what should be and shouldn't, that we forgot to just be. The only one we can be after all, is ourselves. Whoever that is. Discovered, or yet to be found. 

Funny that we pray night and day for the best, and yet when something comes our way we whine and complain. Forget we must not; that it may be that we dislike a thing and Allah brings through it a great deal of good, yes?

Mak

Being a mother is probably the most selfless thing a woman could ever do. There's a lot of give, give, give but not much you can take. Like how she gives up most of her sleep time when her babies are crying through the night. Like how she gives in to the persistent shopping needs of her daughters (hehe) and like how she gives her heart and soul into wanting the best for them even if they dont agree with her most of the time.  

My mum probably has the toughest job in the world. Not only sweating (and probably screaming) through labour to bring four Uh-mazing children into this world but also putting up with all our little fights and squabbles, our hard headedness and our constant need for money and materialistic things. Yet, she does it all with a smile/smirk on her face.

Mak, I love you with all my might and I promise to make you the proudest a mother could ever be. Thank you for your constant nagging reminders, your never-ending support and most of all your unconditional love. Sorry that I might not be the best I could but please don't give up on me yet, ok mak?

Love, 
Arguably, your sweetest, most lovable daughter.