I felt a tinge of melancholy as I watched my aging grandfather finding comfort in simple routines like walking out to a favourite spot by the garden and in again to a nearby seat. Maybe I was mourning for his younger years.
And then I watched my toddler's hand reaching out to his, and their eyes speaking out to each other. And I realized that a child and an elderly have something very much in common. They celebrate the simple joys and the in-betweens, in their own quirky ways.
We naturally celebrate new lives - a newborn child, a new job, a new school, new beginnings. Let's not forget to celebrate the aging ones too, the ones who have been there for us.
I hope everyone is celebrating Eid beautifully by the way. Taqabbalallahu minna wa minkum, may Allah swt accept all our deeds. I would also like to seek forgiveness for all the ways I may have wronged you. Mohon maaf zahir dan batin. May we also be able to forgive ourselves and our past mistakes.