For The Love of-

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"Atuk! Atuk buat pa duk jadi referee lagi umur macam ni? Atuk sekarang sepatutnya duduk rehat kat rumah la, bagi orang lain jadi referee," said a woman in her thirties, whilst watching her son's rugby match. A couple of other mothers chimed along the comment, nodding their heads in agreement.

The old man gestured a warm smile and replied-

"Kalau boleh memang nak pun, tapi depa yang lain tak reti cakap."

Heh?

It took me a while to process the udang di sebalik batu of his words but as I kept on observing his manoeuvres on the field, I guess I finally understood . Before raising a coloured card or making his hands dance to tell the crowd that a foul has been made, he'd firmly put his hand on the blundered's shoulder and tell him in detail of what he has done wrong and how he should've done it - all slowly and crystal clear.

 Although you can't really hear what's going on from the other side of the field, its pretty noticeable if you look at his face intimately enough. His burning love for the sport and his passion to keep the game clean for years to come by educating the youngsters head-on. Truly an inspiring man he is, for having a quality not all youngins have in their job as a referee (& etc).

"Kitorang pun suka Sir tu jadi referee", exclaimed my notorious lil bro, Uthman. Ha, i guess sincerity in doing anything at all is apparently visible to eyes of the receiver. Dont'cha think?


‘Is it not to Allah that sincere devotion is due?’ (39: 3)
And yet again, a self- reminder; whatever the odds, lillahitaala and InshaAllah,
 the whole path ahead OF us is set for the best outcome, May He ease.

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