Even though in these past years Lebaran has only been half a day but its the most happiest of my life .... But since last year i lost my home, my family, my life, and everything that i had...
It only made this year worst by the death of my grandma early this year....
One of the most stupid things i did today would be... Standing at an open window and stare at the family that I had left behind almost one year. Honestly i never told anyone this but i thank that family for bringing me up and induce me with religious to guide my soul and the Independence of surviving the hash world outside. For all that lesson ... I can never thank them enough.
But the only lesson that they had taught me that i hated most is longing.... Times when i longed to be apart of a family... These times are the hardest and painful one of the thing i realized these pain it don't lessen with time instead the heart continue to break.....
Lebaran is about family but when you have nothing to hold.. You just don't have a place in the celebration... That is why Lebaran means nothing but emptiness in you.

