When I can’t sleep, I write. And that is what I am doing right now. Writing, siphoning whatever that are embedded in my mind and troubling my heart. Of course, words seem very brittle to utter, but when you transcribe them, the notions become motions, evoked into the thoughts of the very readers; hopefully seeping and sinking into the hearts.
I am having hindrances about The Plan. Like I said earlier, the financial is no big obstacle. Insya ALLAH, I can provide the tantamount amount in the days to come. BUT, the questions lie on who should go to accompany? I dread of going alone; or to share room with strangers. It will be awkward and I don’t want it to jeopardize my focus.
Jeddah; known for the nickname, Bride Of The Red Sea.
Nevertheless, the person in question is still in doubt. So far, I haven’t seen the excitement or the concurring reaction. Of course because it involves quite a sum of money and furthermore, he HAS already been there. But at this juncture, that is the only person I can rely upon. I have been trying to coax him, trying to make him change the mind but yet still, proved to no avail. I pray to ALLAH SWT that this will work. I hope ALLAH SWT will ease and soften the heart, making him see that it is all right to re-invest in the journey.
Or, is it destined for me to execute The Journey… alone? Wallahualam. A jot down from my doubt at 3.39 a.m (after Suhoor).