Birthday Eve – Kampung Selut to Atlantis
Allah is in the middle of it all.
May you walk into your 77th year
With the grace of someone who has carried storms
and the lightness of one who has danced in rain.
May every wrinkle be a river,
carving through the map of your being,
leading back to the Source.
May you wear your years as a crown of quiet victories,
and let your heart remain as curious as the boy
who once dreamed in the mud of Kampung Selut.
A blessing from the Universe.
On the eve of my seventy-seventh birthday, I find myself looking back at a journey that began in the mud of Kampung Selut and, in its own mysterious way, reached the shimmering heights of the Palm Village of Atlantis in Dubai. I am proud and happy — not just for how far I have come, but for how near I have remained to myself.
I have done the best I could. I have also done the worst. I have seen the best and the worst in life. And through it all, I have lived to write about it. I share these stories — sometimes in the plainness of prose, sometimes wrapped in poetry — not only to heal myself, but in the hope that they might touch the hearts of those walking the same winding path. Mine is not a sermon, not a legacy, but just a story. A story like the tales of Sang Kancil or Sang Lomri — something to carry forward when the road is long and the night feels heavy.
Tonight, I ask myself again: Who am I, really? Who have I been in these seventy-seven years? Perhaps the answer is not in a single word but in the rhythm of living itself — the way both noise and silence, chaos and stillness, have spun together in a kind of hidden order.
I came into this world with my twin brother. For twelve years, I was raised as both a Buddhist and a Muslim — a blessing I never truly appreciated until tonight. Now, at this threshold, I see it for what it is: Allah’s grace, given before I even knew its value.
It is no longer the voice of my ego that speaks tonight. It is not the personality I once protected. I am taking one step beyond all that, choosing to live closest to what is real and to dance lightly around what is not. I will honor my Dharma position. Such Is. Such Is. Such Is.
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