mariam, my real ibu. allahyarham nargis, my late mother in law. amnah, my grandmom and noliah, my mak ngah.
all moms had played a significant part in my life.
yesternight, wife and i were drafting a speech for ibu. she might have achieved something to be given a 45 mins of fame in front of her Zhulian affiliates. while reading em, dry tears began to flow.
it's been that much ibu had gone thru to get where she is now. and i didnt play any part of it at all. nevertheless, ayah (daddy) was always there. he plots the dialogue for ibu. i wonder if there are husbands out there who will do it for their wives. go... look at your dads. in what way was he participating in your mum's life? stop scratching your head looking dumb.
i felt useless. i felt shame. in fact, everytime i looked at her, i will feel the shame. i have not fulfil the duty of a son. i have failed. she, the person whom was always proud of my work, even though never there, she always gave me her support. but look at me. i was always seen laughing at her MLM stories.... but her achievements just made me shut my trap. so the least i could do is to visit her on weekend mornings at her "stall".
my mum, the magnificent mariam bte taib
im proud of you mom. very proud. very very very proud. but i just cant tell you so....
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