Its been a great al-Quds day (last Friday of Ramadhan), been prayed at Masjid India with lots of people enthusiast placing themselves on a petite undersized hall.
Feels like at Masjidil Haram, whereas people compete to fulfill their duty 5 times a day.
Its been a year I dont have a chance to experience this type of feeling, where people struggling fighting and contending to completing their duty in the atmosphere of ignorance.
That, feels good.
At some other point of location, I've been throwing with 'selipar' at the light railway transit entrance.
This incident, bring tears when the last taraweeh of this year performed later that night.
Again, its been a long time since I never really cried like babies.
But that, feels good too.
I dont know why.
p/s: They say, wait for tomorrow and everything will be alright..I dont think that will remain the 'feels good' enigma again. This time, its sour.
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