One Hundred Forty Four

I started to wear glasses when I was 14. Power was less than 100 but since I was A VERY HARDWORKING STUDENT (at that time), studying was difficult because of my poor eyesight.

And because of my (and dad's) poor choice of glasses, I stopped wearing it considering how ugly I looked with four eyes.

But the sight became poorer over time, so dad took me to the optometrist once again for an eye-check up and I got my brand new spectacles - which I think suited me better. I was 17 at that time.

Since then I never took off my glasses.

Do you know that wearing glasses make your look sepet-er once you take them off? It doesn't help when you already look half-Chinese like myself.

Anyhow, I never had any problem wearing glasses. Some people trying to persuade me to do lasic operation or wear lenses. Well in certain occasions I do get myself in trouble to put on the lenses (took me almost an hour to put on ONE EYE - I cried every time!) like during my wedding, or when I'm so rajin to go swimming or whatnot. Got myself the daily packs and since both of my eyes don't share the same power, I basically have 30 pairs of daily contact lenses and it took me 2 years to finish the first 30 pairs.

Okay so yes, I never had any problem wearing glasses. Except when they gone missing or broken. I never realise the perks of being short-sighted until last Ramadhan.

I was performing tarawih prayers at the mosque, and as a precaution I stuck my glasses at the back of my head where you tie you telekung. Can you imagine or not? But they kept moving and I lost focus each time. I couldn't afford to put the glasses on the floor as the kids kept running back and forth to their mom who, co-incidently was praying next to me. Consequently I wore the glasses for the first time for prayers. God knows how easily distracted I was when I have perfect eye-sight during prayers. I always made sure I prayed at the very front row - but it wasn't helping since I could see people passing by and kids running around.

For the first time in my life, I was very, truly, entirely grateful for being rabun when perfoming solah. Not that I'm saying I was khusyuk all this while, but being rabun helps, really. I am grateful to the fact that I am not able to see what's going on before me when I was praying in the middle of a room. Even when Syafiq purposely smiles cheekily next to the sejadah just to disturb me I am able to stay put to continue my prayers.

Alhamdulillah for this nikmah You took away from me oh Allah the most Knowing, the most Wise.