This, too, will pass

Salam,

Hari Ahad camni memang saya lepak2 kat rumah. Maklumlah En. Hubby kan kerja pada hari Ahad. Malas nak pergi mana2 pun. Heaven kalau dapat lepak kat umah sehari suntuk. Tp ada satu masalah...hari Ahad lah Amirah akan bersuka ria dengan anak2 jiran keluar masuk rumah dan punggah semua mainan. Title cik punggah tu masih dia pegang. Kekadang letih tengok mainan bersepah merata2. Kalau suruh kemas...byk alasan nya. Saya teringat satu cerita, citer dia camni;

According to an ancient Sufi story, there lived a king in some Middle Eastern land who was continuously torn between happiness and despondency. The slightest thing would cause him great upset or provoke an intense reaction, and his happiness would quickly turn into disappointment and despair. A time came when the king finally got tired of himself and of life, and he began to seek a way out. He sent for a wise man who lived in his kingdom and who was reputed to be enlightened. When the wise man came, the king said to him, “I want to be like you. Can you give me something that will bring balance, serenity, and wisdom into my life? I will pay any price you ask.” The wise man said, “I may be able to help you. But the price is so great that your entire kingdom would not be sufficient payment for it. Therefore it will be a gift to you if you will honor it.” The king gave his assurances, and the wise man left. A few weeks later, he returned and handed the king an ornate box carved in jade. The king opened the box and found a simple gold ring inside. Some letters were inscribed on the ring. The inscription read: This, too, will pass. “What is the meaning of this?” asked the king. The wise man said, “Wear this ring always. Whatever happens, before you call it good or bad, touch this ring and read the inscription. that way, you will always be at peace.” ~End~

 Well...Amirah will grow up someday. This, too, will pass. Saya tahu, nanti saya tentu akan rindu pada sepahan cik punggah saya tu~~~ .