Friday, January 18, 2008

she will always be my favourite

Mother said she has a 50/50 chance of surviving. My sister said her daughter is only waiting for her time. I was crushed.

Shima, my niece is a smart person. She strives hard in everything that she does and even now, my sister said she is still holding on. Shima wanted to be successful in her life. Poverty often delay her plans but somehow she managed to find a way. At 17 she enrolled herself in lower 6. She took a bus in a heavy rain to the education office and begged to be accepted as all the lower 6 students have started class 2 months earlier. Based on her excellent results the previous year she was accepted but in to a school that was far away from home. She refused to leave the office until the person in charge gave up and finally entertained her request. Her school is now closer to home.

In school, she was misjudged by a ridiculous gossip which ended her having no friends. Not long, those who were deceived by the gossip realised that she wasn't the person they were told her to be. Not only was she smart but she was also friendly and extremely helpful.

When she was younger, she used to visit me often. As she grew older, part time odd jobs refrained her from coming during the school holidays. Somehow, things were different last year. She called asking me to take her to my place. I was busy and told her that she might have to put off her plans. Being a persistant person, she begged me and told me to take her home with me even if it's for a while. She needed a break. As if GOD had made the most perfect plan for both of us, with ease she was in my place 2 days later.

Her 7 days visit left an impact in my life. She revealed everything about her life to me. Things that I never knew. Things that I was oblivious to. When I left her at the bus station, I was already missing her and started to make plans for her next visit. I was very excited and can't wait for February to come as that will be the month she's gonna visit me during the weekends.
Text messages and phone calls were often exchanged. I will make a point to call her immediately should I see signs of distress. Even if I am not in town.

Just as I arrived Narita, her text came in. She's in the hospital, she said. Frustrated with the network service, I decided to call her when I got home. She was crying when I finally got the chance to speak to her. She asked me to visit her as soon as I can. I obliged.

She was in a very poor condition. To have a conversation with her was impossible. Finally, just before I left we had a brief conversation. She told me about the doctor whose name is the same as a friend of mine that she is fond of......... Dr. Komar. We laughed a little and then I had to go home.

Yesterday, they moved her to the ICU. Today I received the sad news. I wanted so much to be by her side as soon as I can but situation wouldn't allow that and I have to wait till Din gets home tonight. As I sat waiting, I cried my heart out. It had been almost 17 years since my dad passed away and the thought of losing my favourite niece is so unbearable. She has a bright future ahead of her and I had plans for her. Y'know I never told her that I love her.

I have to go see her, I know I have to. She was asking for me.
Shima, tunggu Ommy sekejap.... Ommy sayang Shima...

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Aiz, is this the same niece you described to me during your trip? What's happening??? Suspense baca ni.. Let me know, yeah... K. Sue xx

Anonymous said...

my prayer are with u shima.
luv,,
abang husni

Anonymous said...

semoga shima cepat sembuh, amin.
kmr

Anonymous said...

i hope your niece has recovered, will pray for her inshaAllah.

stay strong babe.

zaza