As quickly as a blink of an eye, my heavenly three weeks in Malaysia have come to an end and it is time to go back to London (home?) to face the mundanity of reality. It has been so nice to spend time with family and friends, which always makes it harder to leave.
I wish there was a transporter (like those floo powder links in Harry Potter) where one can be transported anywhere in a second. I can work Mondays to Fridays and go back to KL to spend the weekend with family, perhaps? That way, I wouldn’t have to miss as many weddings, birthdays, bridal showers, graduations and family reunions like I have for the past several years.
Before stepping into the car on the way to the airport, Mama said, “Ayne is going overseas as an ibadah. InshaAllah, she will be rewarded for her sacrifices.” There is magic in a mother’s words - they somehow make heavy things feel lighter.
And as I am currently in a plane quickly descending into Heathrow Airport, a part of me wishes that I could board a plane straight back to where I was.
Till next time, Malaysia. I will see you soon again inshaAllah.
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