STRUGGLE IN MINA
When we arrived to Mina, Saudi Arabia. After came from Arafat desert, It was very tiring for me. When we found our camp. I looked for the place that suitable for sleep. When I found it, I toke a sleep. I know that my obligatory to come here is to throw away the gravel to Jamarat Aqobah, Usta, and Ula. But because of my weakness, I chose to take a rest and sleep. But in a few time later, my cousin Hamid Usman came to me. He awoke me. He asked me to go with him to do jumroh. (To throw away the gravel). And I agreed. We went together. I and him walked at the front. Many of my friends followed us at behind. My cousin hold my hand tightly. We were very close. I thought that he would not leave me in that way. Cause he toke me from my camp, of course he would accompany me again to my place. It made me didn't care about the way anymore. I prefer to talk with him than to watch out our way. It was about 5 am. At that time, many lamps were lighting. So the scene was full of lamps. When we were doing jumroh, we separated in that crowd. I did not look him anymore. I didn't know, where was the way to my place. He must be look for me. Either with me. But I didn't know where was him anymore. I had to think a lot. What would I do to find my camp.
At the end, I knew what to do. I had to wait for the else pilgrimage who was walking at this way. I had been waiting more than 3 hours. I found another pilgrimage after four hours. I followed them. Until I arrived to my camp. I was lost in my way. But it is like nostalgia for me now. Nice story in Mina. I said nice cause it was as my struggle there. Mr. Tanjung panyabungan
Thursday, May 29, 2008
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