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Bismillah.

I cried watching last night Umrah Bersama Ustaz Don.

I cried not because of sadness,

I well up in tears because of the view that I see of Madinah Al Munawarrah and Mekah Al Mukaramah are indescribably beautiful ---so beautiful that I start to have goose bump and end up tears coming out.

I have been here before, when I was a 8 year old kid ---to young to capture all.

But Wallahi, I can still remember the details ---the weather, the breeze brushes my cheeks, the taste of zamzam, the coldnesss of marble floor of Masjidil Haram when I rest my forehead for sujud, the long alley distance of Safa and Marwa where I remember I struggled to keep up with the fast pace, the calmness of dawn when we family walk together to join the Subuh jamaah, the Masjid Quba and the rest that I barely remember just as a swish reminiscence.

I want to go here again.

I want to stand by the Kaabah and plead for forgiveness for all my wrongdoings all these while.

I want to go to Maqam Prophet Muhammad and whispering acknowledging Prophet Muhammad that I send my greetings to him ---salaam dari pengikutnya yang sentiasa rindu padanya.

Truly, no words can describe the feelings.

Yours truly,