I personally prefer studying at the library during the day, but at night, i am more comfortable studying at home, except for few times. But that night, i decided to go for a change. Well, actually, with a little heavy heart, if not being motivated by a friend who wanted to have some study discussions that night
And that exact night, the night i choose to get out my comfort zone, the day i brought my lazy feet to that place, the rain choose to pour down abruptly, heavily just a little earlier before the library closing time.
So there we were. Two girls stranded at the hospital hall by the time the library has closed.
It was not just rain. It was more like, a thunderstorm, with lightnings. The road was flooded, and the electricity went off, so no road lights.
Not a wise decision to ride home with our scooters....
That time, I was questioning and complaining in my heart "why today? Whyyyy? Do i have to sleep here? Really no food to eat during sahur", It was really embarassing to admit.. How weak my iman was at that time. But that was what happened. While my friend remained quite cool and positive at that time.
All i could see was this is a test, test, test... Though many times Allah has said, that rain is a blessing from the sky to the earth...
20minutes went by.. (ya rabbi, it was only 20minutes but i was fretting like it was hours)
Suddenly(not really suddenly?) an auto arrived, bringing patients to the hospital. We decided to take those auto.
Though it was pitch black and the road was flooded, we arrived back home safe and sound. What touched my heart most was the kindness of the auto driver--- he charged us minimal amount of money. He can charge us as many as he wanted, we were two girls desperate to get home. He can give many excuses to take extra fees, like how many auto drivers had done to us--- extra night fee, extra weather fee, extra foreigner fee, from rs 50 can even go up to rs200, if not more! Worse case scenario---he can even not bring us home. It was pitch black out there. He can take as many advantages he can over us, but he didn't. Alhamdulillah. He just said, give however much you want, fast go home, thunder! And my friend just handed rs50.
The day i thought i was doomed (being overly dramatic), was actually the day i ended up coming back home smiling, touched by the sincerity of a stranger.
There are many things i learnt that day too, to be more grateful. When we were going down the library hall, the lift stopped at level two, the paediatrics hall. The floor was filled with family members sleeping. 😢 i was worried about having to sleep at the hospital hallway while others really had no choice.
Also, I think that, me going there that exact night, was actually Allah's act of love to my friend. She might have to survive this alone, if i didn't go that day, since she would study there almost every night... That destined thunderstorm day, other friends went back home early due to exam day fatigue....
What I learnt was, to always have faith. Sometimes easier said than done at the moment, if we were not fully aware. Those tests are actually blessings in disguise. Those days that were out of ordinary routine, were usually those days we learnt some new things and our heart gets awakened.
Go through whatever destined for you with a big heart-- and you might be surprised with what you bring home.
Maybe if i was more patient at the first strike, i would gain more.
Anyway, alhamdulillah. For the good and bad days, that make me more human. A submitting human to You, a striving human to be better.
Simple things that i don't wanna forget
Cause i forget too many things
And life's too short