Saturday, December 20, 2025

To Work Or Not To Work

Yesterday I was not feeling myself and had to rest the whole morning in order for me to stay fresh during Friday prayers. Without my kids at home, drove myself to the nearby surau. After Friday prayers, help my other half to dry our clothers in S2 Heights and thereafter had our late lunch.

By Maghrib, it was raining heavily, my other half received a call from my third son. He told us that one of the tyres had burst. We panicked. We borrowed a car jack from our neighbour and drove to my son's location. Thankfully enough, he was alright, alhamdulillah and the car was at the side after exiting the toll. When we reached there, there was already a guy talking to him nearby. Apparently this good samaritan has helped our son to change the tyre with the spare. He told us that he is always driving around to see if anyone needs help and at the same time promote his insurance sales. In my mind, he is working hard to make a living but I'm really glad he was around to help. Out of the little cash I had in my wallet (meant for my other half to buy food at Seremban Main Market early morning tomorroe), I offered him some amount of cash as a token of appreciation. Initially he declined but we insisted for him to have it.

The good samaritan actually told us that all the tyres are almost worn out and may need replacement soon. My son had not even got his first pay for this new job. It was in these moments, I felt that I need to work to help support the family. I have actually given up hope and felt I need to rest more at this old age. If I work, it will also introduce another problem. My eldest is now using my other half's car to work and my other half used mine instead. The eldest had an old second hand car which has not been used and most probably needs massive repair. If I work, then it will spoil the current arrangement. If I don't, I felt useless and most probably we don't have enough to go by. Praying for a good solution.

Today, he help drive my other half and her sister to visit her nephew who broke both his arms. Some photos.




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