I fell so bad. I climbed so hard until I reached it. Yeah, one step near the summit. Then I lost my last step. I fell so hard. Everything seemed to be lost. I lost control. I couldn't grab on something. I fell and fell off a cliff. I lost my strength even to raise my head. I'm badly injured.
Everything started when I get up to study in the really early morning. I ended up my study for half and an hour. I login into my mobile facebook that I faced something terrible. My body was all trembling when I stand up to turn my laptop on to confirm what has happened. When I figured that it was real, I was shaking that I call my buddy. I managed to hold my feelings that I didn't want to make my mother worry until I went to school.
That was the first day of my mid semester exam. When I got the terrible news. When my studies for half and an hour vanished instantly within a minute. When I hug my close friend and share that bad news. When I couldn't hold my feeling anymore. When my tears fell as I fell.
But that day, when a new deep wound was created, I realize something. That a human may make some plans, human may think that what one wants is what one need. But, behind all of them God knows what's the best for humans. What one wants may not be what one needs. And I believe that. That God has much much better plans for me. And my heart told me to stand up and raise my head because God, Allah SWT is always with me how bad I fall or how high I jump.
