Went to my late friend's parents' house for the third night of tahlil. After the tahlil, the father stood up and thanked everyone for coming. I felt so sad when I saw that he was on the verge of tears. I was too. Everyone missed him dearly. Especially those closest to him.
Before the tahlil, went to a surau near their house for Isyak prayer. I used to go there when I was staying around the neighborhood. But the surau changed for the better. Somehow it looked bigger and grander. If that's a real word, grander.
Anyway, am currently reading Haruki Murakami's 1Q84 and it's seriously a good book. I've just read a couple of chapters and I just can't put it down.
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