we had briyani and bubur masjid. to me, it wasn't all that special, some of the everyday food. but to the family i dined with, the briyani and the bubur masjid i thought little of, were like a once in a lifetime kind of food. i heard the mother tell her daughter "makanlah. nanti kat rumah takde makanan ni lagi"
i felt extremely shattered cos i realised how lucky i am. like during ramadhan, i always had food on the table. but i bet there are others who dont have that kind of luxury. i waste food. and those wasted food, they mean alot to the people in need.
life is unfair, isnt it? i hope these people will get their fair share of happiness. if not now, maybe hereafter.
on a side note, what's with these guys? where did their egos go?