It's one of those occasional moments when without any reason I remember someone who had passed away.
I recited the Surah Al-Fatihah and prayed in my heart,
"Dear Allah, I recited that surah for Tunku Jalil. I hope You may accept it. Please place arwah by Your side, among those whom You love."
It's my usual doa whenever I remember or miss someone whom I loved who is no longer in this world.
I do that quite regularly for my late grandparents (my father's parents) and uncles who had passed away.
I'm not a really religious person and I do not know how to recite the proper doa.
Hopefully Allah don't mind too much my lack of religious knowledge.
When Tunku Jalil passed away in December last year, I didn't write anything except republishing what I had earlier wrote about the late prince,
I was actually at that time lost for words.
I do not consider myself a royalist but somehow the passing of Tunku Jalil moved me so much, the same way when his grandfather, the late Sultan Iskandar died a few years earlier.
The significance of the late Tunku Jalil to me was that when I found out he was suffering from cancer, I started to follow his going arounds and in the process rediscovered my love for my home state Johor.
It was at a time when I started to hate Johor for all the bad things which were happening there.
The late prince represented all that are good about Johor.
Kind, caring, courageous, humble, etc.
Reading about how bravely Tunku Jalil struggled to cope with his ailment made me realised my own shortcomings.
It made me realised that I'm not necessarily right about everything, especially about how I see my home state at that time, and that there were many flaws in the way I live my life.
The good prince had such a short time in this world, yet he filled his life with such an abundance of love and compassion.
It's something that I really admired in him.
In comparison, sometimes I tend to be quite nasty and unkind to people who make me angry.
I wish, I can be more like the late prince.
Life should be more about love, and not hate.
I wish I can be more redha (to accept things as fated and be patient about them).
Anyway, I will always remember Tunku Jalil for all the goodness in him.
Found this video clip about the late prince which I like very much and putting it here for remembrance,