12 August — Bonus Years
This morning, after dropping my son at the office, I drove to one of my favorite retreats — the Malay Fisherman’s Jetty. I made sure everyone there knew it was my birthday, and in return, I received a few genuine hugs and warm wishes from my Malay friends. Their kindness was like sunlight on an already blessed morning.
Over coffee and conversation, the talk turned to the fate of the jetty. Some say it will be gone in two years, others say sooner. I wonder — what will become of the people whose lives depend on it? These timbers hold more than boats; they hold livelihoods, friendships, and unspoken histories.
And yet, on this day that is mine, I made a quiet but important choice: to pick up my art again after a long, dry spell. To return to creation not with pressure, but with the lightness and freedom I once had in my youth — when each stroke was a discovery, not a performance.
One of my cousins used to say that after seventy, every year is a bonus. I believe him. What we do with those extra years is what truly matters. For me, it will be about shaping my remaining days with truth, clarity, and love — so that when my last moment comes, I can leave with a smile, InshaAllah.
Today, I begin again.
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