salams...It's the forth day of Ramadhan... and I'm here blogging away...
I remembered the days I had on my previous Ramadhan, though it wasn't much and I wasn't that kind of a good person but I'd like to admit that those were the best Ramadhan days ever...
Ramadhan...
to me Ramadhan is the time for us my perents, brothers and I could settle down together and... you just get to know each other...
it's always like that during Ramadhans... and I like that...
but not this time...
this time everything changes...
it's only the forth day and everything is still akward... I remember the times when we berbuke together and my family members would talk non-stop... telling each other about thier days at school and the bazar Ramadhan.. but this time... today... and for the last 3 days... everything wasn't how it's suppose to be...
on the dinner table.. everybody just kept quiet. No soul spoke. not a single sound...
it had already dawn on me that my family moved further away... this situation is breaking us apart... ever since we moved into a new house everything was different... we were further away frim each other... and is contineuing to do so...
the days where we had fun buying a lot of food before buka puasa... gone just like thin air... no laughs... no small meaningless chit chats... and most critical of all...
no more "lets go to tarawih together! and this time to my favourite masjid!" (but in malay...) no nothing... this Ramadhan is the saddest Ramadhan I ever had... I know going back to the past is kindda bad but in this case I think I'd rather stay in the past... where my family were... well... a REAL family...
the only reason I'm even wrintting inthis blog is bacause I know no one will read it so therefore I think it's just a place where I can express my feelings... It's nice to be able to do so anyways...
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