Pernah ada orang tegur tak 'Kenapa la perempuan ni kuat nangis? Ape-ape nangis. Nangis. Tak Faham la...'
Atau... 'E... cengeng la u ni. Ape kes nak nangis-nangis kat sini?'
Atau... 'La... tu pun nak nangis?'
Dan seumpamanya. Dan memang perempuan tu selalu dikaitkan dengan tangisan. Well, saya tak kisah kalau orang nampak saya nangis. Kadang-kadang menangis membuatkan saya lebih merasakan diri ini perempuan. :)
Dan lebih dekat dengan Allah. Dan merasa diri ada perasaan.
A little boy asked his mother, “Why are you crying?”
“Because I need to” she said.
“I don’t understand,” he said.
His mother just hugged him and said, “And you never will.”
Later the little boy asked his father, “Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?”
“All women cry for no reason,” his dad answered carelessly.
The little boy, still wondering why women cry, finally asked the old wise shaikh (scholar). “He surely knows the answer”, he thought.
“Ya Shaikh! Why do women cry so easily?”
The Shaikh answered:
“When Allah made the woman she had to be special. He made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.
He gave an inner strength to endure both childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.
He gave her a toughness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.
He gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child hurts her badly.
He gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. He gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.
And lastly, He gave her a tear. This is hers and only hers exclusively to use whenever she needs it. She needs no reason, no explanation, its hers.
You see my son, the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the beauty of her face, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides.”