If you...

If you were asked about what kind of superpower would you desire to have, what would you say?

"What superpower would you like to have??"

Me? Well... I'd choose a power to turn back time.

It seems like, the more you grow older, the more time becomes your arch enemy.
You would wish that you were younger, or wish that you could do more. Somehow, at a very certain point you would always seem to wish for more time...

"I wish I had more time to do my homework"
"I wish I had more time to get ready"
"I wish I had more time to think about this hard exam question"

"I wish I could have spent more time with you"

Our regrets just grow as we age. Not having anytime at all for what is most important in our lives.
My mother used to say that not having ANY time to DO something is not an excuse, everyone has 24 hours in a day. It's fair. If they were able to do everything and anything with that given 24 hours, why can't you do the same?
So do we really don't have enough time?

Or is it that THAT time was not reserved for the most heart wrenching regret you have in your heart?

Yeah. Mine is the 2nd one.
I regret not having to be a better person, a better daughter and a better grand daughter, when he was still around.

He was sick, he had a stroke. Since the first day I got myself enrolled in UTM, it was only a few days I saw him hopelessly lying on the hospital bed. We was deep in his slumber. Nobody knew when he was going to wake up again, nor did they know if he ever will. My mother kept telling me to go and see him every once a while while he was still breathing, and I had to oblige. Even tough I didn't want to. I hated the times I had to travel so far just to see him. But I should have known better.
He got better after and I thought everything was fine. I was about to be so happy with an unburdened life. No driving the car all the way the other side of Malaysia just to see him. But at that time things took a dark turn for me.
He came to my house instead, forcing me to come home every single day just to see him and help him. I hated it. I hated it so bad. My friends hated me for always ditching them all the time, my mother told me to not tell anyone of this somewhat contract I'm in, and everyday of my life became a living hell. At that point I hated them and myself. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know how to handle this kind of situation.
So that day, I told my mom, " I don't want to do this anymore," she was sad to hear that, trying to hold in her tears. "Why?" she asked.
"I wanna do my job,in my robotics club mom, please leave me alone for once,"
She cried.
I didn't.
And I regretted that.
That night, during our examination week, he took me by surprise.
That night when my mother called, "he's gone," was all she said to me.
I realized, that I loved him. I loved him to my heart's deepest core,but he doesn't know that.
He'll never know. I regret it. Very much.
I wish I had done better to him. I really do.

I wish I could turn back time,just to see him one more time. Just one more time, to tell him my feelings before he goes away.

I really do.

Now, I spend my life regretting every little mean things said and done. Every day I see my friends' faces, the scar just goes deeper. It hurts every time. I can't bare to even look at them anymore. Not after what I've done. I'm sorry guys.
No one knows this pain. It'll perish along with these regretful memories of mine. In secret. I wishI could tell you guys the truth about my truth, but I made an oath to my mother.

This story stays with me and only me.