Chapter 26: A day of Humanity

February 28, 2017



Assalammualaikum.. If you're asking me to describe my 2017's memories in one word, I would say, it's priceless.. I could complain about my studies all the way, but for this community service subject, I would have to admit, it's a subject that I wish that I do not have to participate at all. When the first time I receive the news that we need to do an 8 hours of community service, I was devastated. I mean, we had lots of assignments waiting in line and here you are, pushing us to do something that we don't want to?!😶

We were thinking of a cliché service, like serving the old folks or the orphanage but rejected by our lecturer. She wanted to finish this fast and her suggestion was to do 8 hours program at the mosque but rejected by a few students, claiming that they should just pick Pengurusan Masjid if they want to be in Masjid.. Well, they got their point and somehow, we came out with this double social work; cleaning the mosque in the morning and feeding the homeless at night.

We gathered at Masjid al-Azim, Pandan Mewah at 9 am and it was actually scheduled by the mosque community itself. Well, just in case you're around the corner, you should visit the mosque every Saturday morning since it had it's own morning market, selling lots of food and you could listen to the talks while having your breakfast there.. That's is what we've been doing and turns out, we only did an hour of community service as we were asked to wait for the Ustaz of the day to finish his talk and since it was based on their instruction, we only need to clean the mosque compound.. 😴

To be honest, even it's only an hour of work, my mate and I took a long day nap as a sign we're tired for the day,. We fell asleep at 2 and only woke up at 5,getting ready for the next project, feeding the homeless.. We've promised to meet up at Masjid Negara at 9 but due to our collaborated party of the homeless  lateness, they showed up only at 10 pm..

Around 10.30 pm, we started to split up into 2 groups and walked to the Masjid Negara's front square, where most of the male homeless had their nap. We took our time delivering the foods and interviewing them. I manage to approach two guys at the middle age of 20, both of them were talking to each other and one of them was holding a smartphone. A homeless with a smartphone? Well, here' s the truth.

One of the guys came from Sabah, cheated by an agent saying that he could work in Singapore. He's apparently working nearby the Masjid Negara, having a salary of RM2000 but he sent RM1500 to his parents and survived himself sleeping there, not renting any home and surviving with the RM500. His another friend, was a guy from Johor. He used to be one of the best worker but cheated by his boss and his title was replaced by the boss' nephew. The unfairness caused him to stop trusting the company and keep searching for new work. Well, they shared lots of life experience with us and we have to say, some of this homeless could be respected.

With an hour left, we moved to the next location, Jalan Tar and it was the place where my emotions had the biggest conflict. Children at the age of 3-6 years surrounded us, asking for a piggy back and wanted us to play with them. We entertained them for a while before the rain started to pour down heavily but that didn't stop them from being loud. Their parents ignored them and just let them to be around us,

Out of all the children, I could never forget the boy whom quietly hold my shirt from the back and when I turned around, he was smiling looking at the other kids whom was running under the rain. I carried him up, and all he had been doing was sitting on my arm quietly and landed his cheeks on mine while wrapping his small hands around my neck.. And he stayed on my arms for more than 15 minutes.. 😭

I might be not hoping for this before but now, I could never be grateful than this.. I had been thinking a lot about my parents lately, how grateful am I to have a home to stay, a parents whom care and hopefully, a career for my future kids to be proud of (tak nak kalah ayat tu).. It's a night of humanity and filled with life lesson.. This is one of my 2017 best memories which I would never forget,, Ever..

I had been thinking a lot about you, and I just hope you'll grow up well...
 Hopefully we would meet again sooner or later, dear boy.. 😭

23 comments:

  1. Banyaknya penipuan demi kepentingan diri.

    Sebaknya baca bab budak-budak tu, hati tisu T_T. Teringin nak ikut kerja amal mcm ni, tapi tak tahu nak join dekat mana.

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    1. Life is filled with lies cik mai.. hmm.. kan.. kesian sangat tengok bebudak tu.. :/
      cik Mai boleh try tngok kat ig or google.. Bnyk je NGO yg buat benda amal mcm nie...

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    2. 1. Lie is just like a cancer. It eats away the good and leave only destruction behind.

      2. Kesian the two men. And kesian the children.

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    3. 1. yes, the destruction is unbearable to be seen..

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  2. Pengalaman semua tu kan. Kita selalu rasa kita susah padahal banyak lagi yang susah dekat luar tu.

    Tersentuh baca kisah lelaki dr Sabah yg hantar duit dekat keluarga tu. Besar sungguh pengorbanan dia. Semoga dipermudahkan segala urusannyaa 😢

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    1. Yes.. Pengalaman yang berpengajaran..

      Amin.. Besar sgt pengorbanan dia kak.. Dia boleh je balik Sabah dengan gaji dia tu, tp dia pilih untuk tidur kat tepi jalan.. Q_Q

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  3. That's a huge sacrifice kot, bagi dekat family RM1.5k and untuk dia 500 sahaja. Siap sanggup nak tidur dengan keadaan tak selesa :( . Kesiannya yang kena tipu dengan bos dia tu huaaa too much of betrayal I cannot take this. Memang meruntun jiwa dan perasaan kalau tengok the homeless with children. Lepastu bila the kids being clingy with us aaaa rasa bersalah kan nak balik tu.

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    1. Kita tak tau siapa tipu siapa. Boss tipu 2 orang tu atau dua orang tu tipu flavez.

      A lie is a lie.

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    2. Well, if he lied, it's between him and Allah, Adam.. Still it's pitiful to see them sleeping without a roof..

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    3. Syed, It's a huge sacrifice and yes, life is filled with betrayal.. about the kids, mmg paling mengusik naluri.. Memang rasa berat sangat nak balik tu..

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  4. That guy who survived with RM500 is so strong willed and eye opening. It's wonderful that you got the chance to meet the homeless.

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    1. That guy was inspiring me.. I thank Allah for the chances that I had..

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  5. I joined Feed The Homeless programme once under Kindness Malaysia and it is one of the best moment ever in my life! The homeless, well, basically they are just people without home sometimes - they do have works :D

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    1. Hahaha.. Well, I thought they're a homeless and jobless.. haha.

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  6. this is one of the reasons why i want to participate some communities services, but i never had a chance YET. :D

    im so grateful with my life :')

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    1. You should try it when I found the chances.. :')

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  7. Feeding the homeless! I've always wanted to join one, like the soup kitchen but didn't get the chance yet.

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    1. You should give it a try asap.. I would say, I love that homeless part the most.. haha

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  8. comellah budak tu �� kesian dgn yg ditipu, semoga lebih bhati2 letak kepercayaan dkt seseorang. si penipu pulak, bahagia tu hanya sementara

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    1. Comel kan.. Ada yang lagi comel sis.. Tapi dia nie paling kita attached.. Hmm tula .. Dunia penuh dgn penipuan nie, leceh..

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    2. salah 1 jalan pintas nak buat duit, pergunakan org. hidup zmn moden ni kena selalu hati2

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