Five Fingers

I joined a couple of brothers in jemaah prayer about a week or so back at the masjid near where I was having my remedial training. After giving the salams, the guy next to me turned to me and said my name. I didn’t recognise him at first but it was one of my classmates from primary school. I felt bad because I remembered hitting him once for no real reason other than he was being annoying. He never held a grudge though, although I really need to remember to properly apologise since we have each other’s contacts now. I’m just glad I don’t have that temper anymore.

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