this i promise you

i was so surprised to see my inbox just now. an email from babah entitled 'mmm'. when i opened it, there was a short message saying 'salam, for you to ponder. Babah love'. hmm truly i was pondering until i read an untitled poem originale well-written from babah

Moving the bike that squeaks and drags
To leave his dwell past his mourn prayer

Upon the right he grabs the rags
And by the left he spurts the sprayer

Stretching his arms to reach the span
Heeling and toeing to remove the grime

A family of seven to feed and man
Earning the scores to school in time

that’s me the Glass Cleaner

..and i feel like crying after that. and i couldn't stop smiling then. oh babah, you always know how to cheer me up ya?

since i received the offer letter from pharmacy school, babah kept teasing me that he wanted to be a glass cleaner in my pharmacy someday. haha. he said that he was not qualified enough to be a pharmacist like me (actually he did but dada (my grandfather) told him to reject the offer of doing medic in india as he needed to work to support his little sisters and brothers). i know he always has the passion in health sciences. to prove, there are numbers of medical related reference books in our house and he's loves reading them a lot. and that's why he was so happy when i got the offer. and i'm the pioneer in the family to further in health science. my brothers - their hearts belong to the engineering field. since then, babah shared a lot of his ideas/imaginations of a pharmacy of mine should look like. hee. and i enjoy very much sharing with him. and he kept emphasizing that he wanna be the glass cleaner at my pharmacy!

babah, whatever it is, insha-Allah, i'll pursue my dreams which is a part of your unaccomplished dreams too. i'll work hard, very, very hard, i promise.

Ya Allah, bless us!