The panopticon cell house, commonly referred to as the round house, houses mainly R&C inmates and those in writ status with an armed tower in the center. A philosopher named Jeremy Bentham designed this architectural structure and it is said to be one of the only remaining circular-style cell houses still in use in the U.S.
(I would wanna hangout in this prison if I were given a chance...gile cool.noticed the word 'hangout'?not stay?hehehe)
The U.S Government surely has all the capitals in the world to come up with this type of facilities to the felons. To even compare it with our cells in Malaysia ...it's wayyy too incomparable. Imagine if we can afford this correctional prison....I bet many would "looooove" to be in there ..for the sake of comfort. They even can have their own TV in there. Living in a confinement. Hmm...I dare not risk my freedom of fresh air and mom's ikan singgang. :)
Then... the batphone rang ( I call our groundline at home batphone coz ..most of the time it's for my parents. none is for me) Around 9.30 they both juz came back from Yasin reading at one of their friend's house. The lady who usually "lepak" at our house for a cuppa and chit chat ...has passed on. Innalillah.... She has been suffering from Diabetes for quite some times and refused to get proper treatment at the hospital. My dad told me ..she was afraid of being hospitalized. When the D reached its max, she opted for food supplement that deteriorated her body system faster. Last week she was bedridden and 2 days ago she lost consciousness. Apparently, my parents had advised me to go and paid my visit but I couldn't make it. Last night, upon hearing the demise...I followed my parents ..and I forgot to change my kain batik! I ended up having to sit and move around in the house ...fearing that my kain would fall-off! (Not really an efficient batik-user, u see...he he)
I used to pray to Allah SWT, let it be me who Returns first coz I'm afraid to "see" what is it like when my turn comes to watch my Loved Ones go. Last night I watched a mother having to pull the remaining of her strength albeit of the old age she's undergoing ...to see her daughter "slept" away infront of her very own eyes. She Had to be strong. Today she is stronger. I'm numbed. I learned a thoughtful lesson. If I were to Go...I wish Allah will take me Later. It's unbearable to see a parent to weep before you. Her sufferage to raise a child is unexchangable of ANY amount in this world and to be able to be The One to "purify" your parents and Return them to Allah SWT....is Indeed the Utmost Blessing and Bliss The Creator Bestow to a Human.
To Kak Yah, May your Soul is Blessed and Safe under His Love.