Malaysia Airlines flight MH370 still missing. Subhanallah, I fly over that area at least twice a year. Our thoughts and prayers are with the passengers, crew, and their relatives.
I woke up this morning to two different saddening news.
1. MAS MH370 went missing from the radar. No one knows where it went and it’d been more than 24 hours from departure (8/3/2014, 0041hours Malaysia time). Pray for the best. I got sad, a little. I cannot really relate myself to that incident (I’m sorry for the lack of empathy here.) but I do feel uneasy until now. My family in Malaysia also keep on following updates about the plane.
2. I lost my childhood friend, Afiff. At fist I was just like, really? Okay. Condolence. And then i asked my friends for confirmation. When I went home from breakfast, I don’t know why… I just started to scroll Afiff’s timeline. Suddenly every memory with him came one by one. He was a nice boy. Nice friend. He gave me a birthday present when I was 8, with his full name written on it. I cried for almost 3 hours until my eyes swell. I know it’s bad to do this but I just can’t accept the news. I’m in denial.
Oh God, please save everyone in the plane.
But if it is fated that their times had came, please help the search and rescue teams.
Al-Fatihah to Muhammad Afiff Abdul Fattah. You’ll be missed. Your family and friends love you so much.
It’s time for you to rest after all your hardships, God knows best.
Despite this anxious time of sadness I know many of us are united in prayer and all the fear we have of our differences are momentarily forgotten. A reminder for us Malaysians that we are all only people vulnerable to the same odds. #prayformh370