What time is it?

Today's one of those days that I enter my blog on inspiration. For this evening, it's about "khadak" or paying back prayers that one's missed. I was ill for 2 days. Missed a whole bunch of prayers. I only managed to do maghrib & ishr today. So all in all, I would owe:
day 1 = ishr
day 2 = all 5
day 3 = 3
total: 9 prayers.

Alhamdulilah, it's not too bad I hope. Having said all these, I feel ashamed, asking around and hoping that I would need to pay them back, the lazy streak in me talking now. Come on, what is 9 prayers that you missed? Wasn't you the one who claimed to be so in awe of people who couldn't even walk and stand straight going to the mosque and now you're bargaining?! Shame Shame on you!

Ok, my fault. It's not easy being a muslim I guess. As much as I would like to think that it's the devil's playing with me, I've to admit, it's me who guilty of maliangering. Don't I feel like a fool now. And know what? It was so much more evident when I completed my ishr not more than 15 minutes ago. Sigh... whatever came over me. It's me dumbo!

Su did tell me on the way back when I picked her up from school just now that what if, while I was contemplating whether or not to pay-back the prayers, that I suddenly died. That would in turn effectively mean that from then until the Day of Judgement, I would be owing the 9 prayers! Not a very god track record eh?! Ok, once I'm done blogging and talking with my sayang, I'll attempt to complete them as best I can. Knowing that I LOVE to do sunat hajat! Yeah!!! Get the ball rolling!!! Rolling, rolling, rolling...

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17th Nov 06'