I Shed Tears

This is a story of how my tears unintentionally flowed out even though I was not crying.

Honest to this blog, I tend to shed tears watching/reading stories about repentance and remorse, and struggles of strengthening one's faith.

It happened again a few days back, when there was a drama shown on broadcast (can't remember which TV station tho). “Kelahiran Yang Teristimewa” was the title.
There is almost nothing else which can make me burst into tears other than when I'm thinking about the same stuff mentioned above. I had an experience of losing a relative... of someone close... but I didn't cry. I remember wiping my tears when I am just alone on my own, watching movies of the same theme. I remember wiping letting my tears flow down my cheeks when I was thinking about guilt and my faults, asking for His forgiveness.

No. I don't usually wake up early in the morning and do some 'taubat' prayers. I just do any time that I'm alone, when I recall back my misdeeds. I am human being after all.



Now about the stuff I wrote in the last two blog entries...

I was in the mood of self-reevaluation (reassessing myself). The process took me a few days I couldn't get it out of my head unless I put the stuff somewhere else. It's not meant to be forgotten. It's meant to be my reminder later on. I may soon forget should I not place a copy of my thought somewhere else. That's how human I am.
And the copy is stored somewhere on the Net.
Tech-dependent.
That's me.