A probable miracle

These are the last days of Syawal for this year.
During these last days, invitation to open houses are pouring in. I wasn't able to do the 6-day fast in Syawal during the early days so I started yesterday. Today is my 2nd day. So to ensure that I complete all 6 days I have to fast everyday until Tuesday and have my 2nd raya on Wednesday.
So how about all the invitations? I did not want to be known as an antisocial, not fulfilling the invitations on purpose. So just now I just attended an open house event while fasting.
Haha. Yes, I did something weird and I nearly opted out of it but I really want to show that I wanted to come. It may be weird but if I were the hostess, I would prefer my guests to come to the event even if they are fasting. The important thing is to gather and socialize: the food is the glue that holds them together. So to hell with conventions, if I feel good then it couldn't really be that wrong ;)
But that didn't lessen the feeling of awkwardness. He-heh (nervous laugh).
The food smelled delicious and the color of each dish was somehow enhanced that I wondered whether I was stuck in a tv's Food Network in full HD. There were fragrant plates of nasi berlauk, succulent chicken sate, steaming mee sup daging, sweet bubur kacang and even white sandwiches that were all specially home-made.
Ahh.
I went there with a group of my friends and so naturally after taking food we all sat in a circle, talking and laughing all the way. It was quite a challenge, the food was so mouth watering and tempting! However, I held out, ignoring the consistent pleas of whispering gluttony devils.
Then when all of it was over I can almost hear the drumming music my tummy makes. Salam with everybody and quite glad to finally able to head home. But then the wonderful hostess surprised me with a plastic bag full of packed food! Haha! (actually it was not so surprising because she said before that she'll pack me some food but I kept my expectations low because she was so busy with all the other guests. So it was easy to forget about me and I didn't want to remind her: macam ape je kan. So I regard as a blessing that she remembered lil ol' me :) haih..me and my hopes :p ).
This whole situation takes me to a thought that I've been playing in my head for a while now. It's the concept of rizq that is not only governed by what do we get but also by when we get them.
Consider the situation I went through: I went to an event where everyone is expected to eat but I couldn't. Then I was surrounded by those who are eating and I had to be patient with what I was doing to accomplish what I want. However, when I thought that the rizq was certainly lost from me, that there was no way I would get some and that I should just forget the whole thing and be content with what I settled with, suddenly I got what I everybody had before.
See?
It is already written before what would be ours (in this case: a packaged nasi berlauk). Even when other people had theirs and I didn't (the people that ate during the event and I fasted), in the end I had the opportunity to taste what was restricted to me before (the packaged food).
Yes, you can counter that this is not absolute: who can say that I would actually eat the nasi and that it won't just be another one's rizq? for example maybe I will forget about the nasi that I had stored in the fridge when I go back today or that I would remember to bring it back but I had to share with others or that it would simply go bad and had to be thrown away. Yes, who can say? But to think about all those is irrelevant to me because now, at least I have the possibility of it being mine. Amazingly, I am already happy and content. If it isn't, an important thing to remember is that I won't be left to die of hunger anyway: I would just break my fast with what is really meant to be my rizq. Another possibility is that it was never meant to be mine but maybe I would just be the messenger to bring that piece of rizq to another, who is the true recipient of it.
It's a beautiful system, true to the concept of adil. All things should be given/put to/at its rightful owner/place.
Ok, let's stretch this idea to the question of life's opportunities or soulmates.
[Just substitute the nasi berlauk for the aforesaid things - I think I would be repeating myself if I explain it here hehe].
This concept somehow makes patience easier to accept and do, for me anyway. And analogies that use food is nice and fitting for fasting people like me haha. Oh, and another thing. What is patience without effort? Don't put destiny to task when it's you that distort the meaning of patience and taqwa. So this does not in any way mean that all you have to do is wait around waiting for the moon to suddenly turn into gold and descend on you. That is just silly and those things only happen in imaginary tales. You have to at least increase the probability of things to happen to you. Then it probably will, insyaAllah :)