Hari Raya Pt 2

Yesterday was the 2nd day of Hari Raya.I spent the day at home sleeping and then study.I didn't entertain guests as I'm still tired from the day before...

Every Hari Raya,I wouldn't forget one person.He is the first brother,rather than cousin,I should say.I was born on the 24 Feb and he was born few days later.But God was unfair.He lived for only over a week.I didn't get to see his face nor touch him.But my Mum said we look alike.Every year,when I visit his grave,I feel that I need to do something and that is to make him proud.I'm sure he is looking above me...I'm like another representative for him.I will do better for my future and share the happiness with him.

If he was only alive til now...