Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Lost and Found

Life
Photo: My Instagram
"Do not grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form."
 Rumi
Eventually, I am back at the place that documents my joy, my challenge, my perspective, my world, my spirituality. Entirely, my life. I have lived wholly throughout the longest absence from Chech: Eccentric, but, the experiences remained within me. None here. All because of a scene that ignited a sense of loss. So much so, no matter how great the day has been, I succumbed to sadness each time I began to write.

Five months ago, after six days of leisure and business in Phuket, Thailand, Kamal, Khalish, and I returned to Bandar Baru Bangi to a realisation that our home was robbed. Alhamdulillah, despite four ransacked rooms, despite the fact that one of the rooms required immediate change of window, grille, and paint at the damaged area, despite the need for a new set of locks all over the house, we were still able to count our blessings. We were saved from a worse trauma of being around during the incident, merely four valuables were stolen, and the neighbourhood has increased the safety awareness.

For me, the only sorrow was the lost photos from two vacations and a wedding, stored in my MacBook Pro. The vacations consisted of one with the family and one with the chums. The former was my first vacation out of Malaysia with just Kamal and Khalish. The latter was my first time at a local destination I had yearned to visit for a long while. The wedding was my younger brother's reception in Rembau, Negeri Sembilan, during which I was the official photographer. Those were the only iPhoto albums that I, because of the hectic first quarter of the year, did not save to other media.

Memories in the form of photographs are dear to me. Through them, I may re-live the moments again and again. They also complement my documentations. Sans the photos, reminiscence enclosed, words astray. Not today. Redha, I have been. Time has allowed me to completely heal. In the end, I have found the power of detachment.
"It may be that you dislike a thing which is good for you,
  and that you like a thing which is bad for you.
  Allah knows but you know not."
  Al-Baqarah

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