This year I am silently shedding tears and sniffing.. and I'm warning you it's already started a day earlier..
Before I go on babbling here's a brief- Merdeka (Malay for free) is the Malaysian Independence Day celebrated on 31st August.. I even remember the date we r comemorating (31st Aug 1957) becuz of the song ..
Tanggal tiga puluh satu, bulan lapan, lima puluh tujuh..hari yang mulia , hari bahagia..
Why am I sniffing and crying?
Because it's hard to not cry when this year had been so bad for Malaysians..
First flight MH370 went missing midflight in March and then flight MH17 was downed in Donetsk in July.
Thinking of their families is painful enough during the days of the tragedies, and during Raya..but now that some of the remains have been repatriated, it's become even more unbearable for me..
Perhaps I had spent the first month being in the first stage of grief (denial and disbelief).
And besides, did I tell you, I've had trouble shedding tears for quite a long time though I don't remember when it started.. people die(family) and I don't cry..
But I am returning to being the emotional girl who my dad used to call 7aneenah (Arabic: حنينة loving)
I am sorry Malaysia.. I am sorry MAS.. I am sorry for everyone, not just the Malaysians..
I feel so bad for the parents of Australia Mars.. I truly hope you find her and she finds you.