Life by the beach

I sat snugly on the prayer mat after performing a two 'rakaat' prayer for the fulfillment of needs or Hajat Prayer. I raised up my hands and started to read out my 'doa'.

I have had a bad day. A sad day. There are some things in life that I would like to improve, decisions in the past that I regretted making and hoped that Allah will grant me all my wishes. I listed all my needs and yet wanted so much more...

Forgive me, Ya Allah, I do not want to be so ungrateful. Thank you for all the good things in life that you have granted upon us... thank you for the health
(at this juncture, I remembered an afternoon a few days back, when a student suffered a seizure just as he was about to take his tea break, how he spilled all his food all over the desk when he loose control of his body)

Thank you for blessing me with perfectly grown legs, so I can walk anywhere I like... (while some student braved their way to school on wheelchairs, everyday hoping that their friends will always stick around just in case they can't reach that door, that special room or anywhere around school)

Thank you for the gift of sight ... (when a colleague have to walk around in 'total darkness', I wasted every second of that guiding rays)

Ya Allah, Most forgiving and Most Merciful
thank you for everything,
(I was teary eyed at this point,
and stopped myself,
....for wanting so much more?)