I crave for the time whereby i can break fast with my siblings… I crave for Mama’s home cook meals… I crave for Mama’s hot Milo in bed when i cannot wake up for sahur… I crave for Ayah’s solat jemaah after kurma and hot Milo… I crave for self-made kuih raya… I crave for the last minute spring cleanings… I crave for the maaf-maafan session on every Raya morning… I crave for people come knocking on MY door and make a whole lots of noise… I want to start fighting to get annual leave on every first day of Raya because it’s gonna mean so much when I do get the leave…
The things that we all take for granted.. The things that I thought will ALWAYS be there… Ramadhan and Syawal have been less meaningful for far too long… And I’m craving for a better change… It will come, i know… And I am working like hell to make it work… So I hope you will too.
For those who still have to go through the things that I crave for and are whining… Let me just slap your face so that you will wake up and realize what a lucky bugger you are… Yes, I am effing jealous.
