Remember me

Remember me

I shed a tear reading a column on NST today.  It’s about this Kakak named, oh god, apa hah..kak pah ke kak mah something like that la..I’m a terrible reader.  Can’t even remember the name of the subject matter but I do remember the story, though.  It was about this kak who has been so helpful and made a difference in the lives of those around her, especially the younger ones, inc. the writer.  The writer admired her strengths, spirit and big heart.  But the writer also wondered how many of those kids she has helped actually remember this Kak or even cared what happened to her.  Everyone was busy in his/her own world.  She has made these kids part of her life but did these kids make her part of theirs?  This article was written as a tribute to this Kak who died a month ago.  The writer only found out about it a week or a month after.  

See, people remember those who have touched their lives.  So if you want to be remembered, go out and touch someone’s life (in a good way, that is!).  But what if those you “touched” don’t return the good deed or just take your kindness for granted?  Not to worry, God works in some weird, mysterious ways.  Your kindness may not necessarily be returned by the same person – what goes around comes around – only God knows when and where it’s coming around from…