It feels like any other day except it's Eidul Adha. I was still on my bed when my mother woke me up for morning prayers. I did not budge and carried on sleeping while it rained outside. The weather was cold unlike few days before. Lucky enough it didn't rain yesterday or else the picnic won't happen.
I dreamt I was on a man-made wooden raft sailing the white water (dunno where) with Nora. She was smiles as we sailed aimlessly. I couldn't remember what happened after that.
My Grandma stayed over my house for this Raya. Mainly because my Aunt had to stay in hospital for her stomach operations and my Uncle is celebrating Raya with his wife who lives in Batam.
