lying in the room, trying to sleep.
Nerves inside this head keep stabbing, figuring some panacea,
and this head aches.
The fume of menthol from the ointment fills the air, clears the lungs.
I stay quiet, struggling to sleep.
These eyes are shut, but the ears wide open. Too proud to allow me to sleep.
I can hear Maher Zain's voice happily played from my housemate's speakers, dogs barking from the opposite house, motorcar engines growling with horns blaring from the main street nearby.
I wanted to sleep. Badly.
Amidst the ache, a question popped.
I can hear them, but will they hear me breathing inside this room? Will they even know my existence inside here?
I bet no.
The dog that barks loudly will only hear its voice. Its own barks fills the wave surrounding it, hindering other wave from other sources to reach its ears. Same goes to the impatient drivers, they hear their horns blaring, but hardly other sound. Typically, the one who makes voices hardly hears others.
But the one who stays quiet, at the very same moment could hear every of it, all at once.
Ignorance is a bliss, but pure ignorance is not.
Sometimes, we're just too blind to see with our eyes.
but God gives us more than just the eyes.
He awarded us with ears. To listen.
Give our ears the chance to serve, fulfilling the duty of theirs.
Let the truth speaks.
and us, to listen.
"Terangkanlah kepadaku jika Allah mencabut pendengaran dan penglihatan serta menutup hatimu, siapakah Tuhan selain Allah yang kuasa mengembalikannya kepadamu?" (Al-An'am:46)
"Ya Allah, jadikanlah di dalam hatiku cahaya, di lidahku cahaya, di pendengaranku cahaya, di penglihatanku cahaya. Jadikan di belakangku cahaya, di hadapanku cahaya, dari atasku cahaya, dan dari bawahku cahaya.
Ya Allah berikan kepadaku cahaya." (H.R.Muslim)
p/s: quoted sumwhere: listen twice as much as you talk.
