Ramadan, 2016.
Today is the last day of Ramadan in this year. And I feel sad.
It is my second Ramadan far from home. And I feel very lonely.
No family gathering. No Takbir.
And I think I failed in this Ramadan, the failure is real until I have no courage to ensure myself that I was doing good.
The Debbie Downer in the heart. The tangled thread. The fishbone. The anger I could not handle. The disappointment towards everything.
I am sad.
And it is a sad Ramadan.
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