No, its not about Mum

I begin in His name, the Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

Yeah, so its the 9th of May..
Yeah, so its mothers day..
But i'm really sorry coz i'm not that type who gives much for occasions.stereotype heh.and if i wanted to talk about my mom, it would take 19 years, a month, and 11 days, and the day after that..and after that..
Anyway, everyone else is doin it..in blogs, radios, papers, TV and everywhere else, so its gonna get kinda boring if i do..

So i'm gonna tell you a story of what happened yesterday night..around 11.30, as Me, my mom, dad, dekyah, and abgsu arrived at Perlis (yup, home.its been 5 months). then we went to MRSM B to pick my brother..
As he entered the car, the DJ in the radio was interviewing a man, who had been such a burden to his mother during her life..then suddenly the man started weeping, so the DJ, and his friend also began sobbing..so everyone was crying..except those in the car..(unincluding the two sleeping kids).
So my mother said..

"You see, people weep and regret for being unable to perform good deeds to their mom, but thats when their dead..as they live, no one cares to think about it..infact, you can even forget to greet your mom."
Well the last statement was for my brother who forgot to greet my parents as he stepped into the car..but the one before that really got me..
So brothers and sisters..no need for me to elaborate coz you guys got brains..
think about it..

That Day (yaumul Qiyaamah) shall a man flee from his own brother..
And from his MOTHER and his father..
And from his wife and his children..
Each one of them, that Day, will have enough concern (of his own) to make him indifferent to the others..
['Abasa 80:34-37]

hm...
it does kinda relate to mothers..sorry..just wanna make it a bit interesting..