It's 12.47am, I should be revising account or sleeping because I have class at 8am to 5pm tomorrow. Frankly speaking, I can't do neither revising or sleeping. I'm just so downhearted to do anything. You know what I want to do? To hug my granny in my arms. I miss you so much, tokmak. I hope you're feeling better. This post has nothing to do with the 1.0's. She got mild stroke attack on her right side last week. What makes me sad is that I can't face the music that my grandmother is so old. Too old.
I hope she's 10 years younger and healthier. I want her to live longer. We need her, I need her. I believe for those who have a grandmother knows and feel the same that grandmothers are mothers of all kindness. They are the queens of the queens. Whenever I hear or see the act of kindness, it automatically reminds me of her. It's like the equation of the word Kindness=Grandmother.
I have no more strength to write more, or feel like it. I just wanna be by her side, hugging her and read her al Quran because I bet she misses doing it the most. God, bless my grandmother. Let her heal fast so that she could read Quran again...................
I hope she's 10 years younger and healthier. I want her to live longer. We need her, I need her. I believe for those who have a grandmother knows and feel the same that grandmothers are mothers of all kindness. They are the queens of the queens. Whenever I hear or see the act of kindness, it automatically reminds me of her. It's like the equation of the word Kindness=Grandmother.
I have no more strength to write more, or feel like it. I just wanna be by her side, hugging her and read her al Quran because I bet she misses doing it the most. God, bless my grandmother. Let her heal fast so that she could read Quran again...................
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