.:: Little Things That Counts ::.

with the name of Allah the Most Merciful the Most Beneficent

i am thankful for...

the teenager who is not doing dishes but watching TV,

because that means he is at home, not on the streets.

the taxes that i pay,

because it means that i am employed.

the mess to clean after a gathering,

because it means that i have been surrounded by friends.

the clothes that fit a little too snugly,

because it means i have enough to eat.

my shadow that watches me work,

because it means i am out in the sunshine.

for a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, 

and gutters that need fixing,

because it means i have a home.

the parking spot i find at the far end of the parking lot,

because it means i am capable of walking and that i have been blessed with transportation.

the lady behind me singing F key,

because it means that i can hear.

the piles of laundry and ironing,

because it means i have clothes to wear.

waeriness and aching muscles at the end of the day,

because it means i have been capable of working hard.

the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours,

because it means that i am alive. 

and finally, for too much email

because it means i friends who think of me. 

(n_n)

these words came from a poem that i copied a few years ago.

kadang2 tanpa sedar kita akan merungut dengan benda2 kecik camni. and kadang2 sbb benda2 kecik camni je panjang muncung yg kita tarik. even boleh merosakkn mood kita sehari. rugi kan?

enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back, and discover they were the big things. but how to do that?

(talk to yourself ain, cause you're always see things on the other way around)