"Kamu tak apa-apakah?"
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The most famous line in Marjon. Eh, nope. In Plymouth perhaps. Or maybe up
to Devon. Not the whole of the United Kingdom I hope.
*"Are you alright?"*
i us...
kawan-kawan saya baik.
baik hati.
baik sangat-sangat.
kawan-kawan saya,
saya sayang sayang mereka.
sayang amat.
kawan-kawan saya,
saya bersyukur.
bersyukur yang tak terhingga.
kerana Allah swt
berikan saya nikmat kawan-kawan
yang cantik, baik, dan sangat saya sayangi ini.
semoga Allah membalas jasa2mu.
semoga kamu sentiasa dalam lindunganNya,
rahmatNya,
bimbinganNya,
dalam perjalanan menuju hari akhir ke pertemuan denganNya.
terima kasih ya Allah.
untuk nikmat ini.
terima kasih kawan-kawanku.
kamu-kamu adalah yang sebaik-baiknya,
dan terbaik.
sayang, sesayang-sayangnya pada kamu-kamu.
Bersama kesulitan itu ada kemudahannya, Sesungguhnya bersama kesulitan itu ada kemudahannya...
I love these verses of Quran..from surah Inshirah (even planned to use this as my daughter's (future) name).
And today, after finally...finally..though not that finally yet since i haven't finish the electronic part with the cd n video and... but alhamdulillah..the biggest part of all -settled.
now, "with every difficulties, there's relief. verily, with every difficulties, there's relief."
duhh... i almost forgot the next verses..and has started to plan a yebedabedoo day in my mind...
"Maka setelah selesai urusan yang memberatkanmu itu, tetaplah berusaha keras untuk urusan yang lain. Dan hanya pada Tuhanmu kamu berharap."
Apakah tanda-tanda atau bukti-bukti yang menunjukkan anda benar-benar telah jatuh suka kat something, someone or some-apeapejela...?
anda teringat selalu?
anda senyum sorang-sorang macam kerang busuk? (dont know how kerang busuk's smile looks like though)
anda..ermmm....mimpikanye?
anda borak pasal tu selalu? even kat fb and twitter and dunia maya lain mahupun tidak maya?
or you cook something that was trully inspired by it??
oh yeah,
i was sooooooo crazy about this one drama currently aired by TV3 every Tuesday.
too crazy about it till i keep asking my friend if there's such drink/food with that name exist?
so semalam,
dengan penuh yakin dan redha sekali, i decided to try by humban-ing everything yang ada kat dapur, those yang guna half or suku dari majlis before and those yang i have lam cupboard.
masa buat, cuak yang terlalulah amat sebab ada certain time tu rupa dier ada unsur-unsur was-was antara nak jadi or tak jadi..jadilah resepi main tambah itu ini sesuka hati.
in the picture above, hasil setelah berkungfu di dapur..*i wasn't expected dapat banyak...which is why cuak sebab periuk macam tak mau muat dah....
bila dah potong dan dah makan lebih separuh, macam nilah rupa dier;
dan nama dier?
hehe..jangan marah ye amir n zara; can i call it puding vanillacoklat?
teeheee
dulu, zaman sekolah, zaman matriks, hingga ke zaman maktab, hinggalah ke u ni...
kadang-kadang tu, bila aku duk syok-syok sembang, cakap pung-pang-pung-pang itu ini, then tibe-tibe ade yang cakap; "matang beb,cara ko cakap". Aku terdiam, secare mengejut ala-ala orang bawak kereta 100km/jam pastu tibe-tibe kene tarik handbreak. Aku sengih aje. Dalam hati, Tuhan saja yang tahu. Aku sedih actually, and ter shrink lah jugak hati aku. Mase tuh, word matang tu macam taboo benor, macam...macam...ermm..macam, ntahlah, aku rase, bila orang cakap matang actually maksud matang tu dalam bahasa selamba ialah; tua.
Pastu duk termenung, duk pikir, tua sangat dah ke aku. cara aku cakap macam orang tua sangat ke? kolot ke? ketinggalan ke? ape yer?? Matang, tua, itu semua adalah words yang negative je bagi aku.
Even sampai sampai sini, mase kumpul reramai kat rumah, tibe-tibe ada seorang kawan cakap, "Ko nampak matured la now. Siyesly". Dushh..matured tu cume mampu menukarkan bahasa, tapi meaning dier still sama bagi aku. sedih woooo...
Bile ade orang kate, "ko pakai macam ni kan, ko nampak matured giler". Pergh, ade tambah 'giler' lagi. Double sedih.
Hujung tahun lepas, atau dengan kata lainnya, beberapa hari yang lalu, kami gather-gather lagi..sambut Shari's birthday. Waahh..sembang rancak, plus games yang sangatlah mencabar minda bakal-bakal guru and so on, goes on and on and on sampai tibe-tibe tertengok jam tuh, rupenyer dah lepas waktu untuk Cinderella pulang ke kamar.
Syok sangat moment tuh...eh, bukan moment yang nak kena balik, tapi moment yang bersembang-sembang tu.
Mase sembang tuh, word matured, matang, dah besar and macam-macam lagi kuar lagi. Kami semua admit dengan sungguh, sungguh-sungguh.
Tapi kali ni, aku dah tak rase negative. For the first time.
Betul, memang kita dah makin tua. Semua orang pun adalah tua actually. Kenapa nak deny reality?
Semua orang adalah tua, dan lebih tua. Tua dari adik masing-masing, tua dari baby yang baru merangkak, even baby yang baru lahir pun lagi tua. Tualah dari zigot, embrio, fetus (ok, sorry my biology dah biol now, tak tahu susunan macam mane).
Semua orang adalah tua, dan akan continue men-tua. Kecuali mati.
Hakikat.
Umur tu tak penting, buat ape tua, kalau pemikiran macam budak-budak lagi.
Matang, matang tu bagus, matang buat orang fikir secare rational, dan bertindak secare profesional. So tak salah pun.... :)
Kamu-kamu dan kamu-kamu..
terima kasih kerana men-tua bersama saya selama ini.
And hey,
i wish,
and i pray,
that i can grow old with you..
all of you...
meaningfully... and happily...with Allah swt bless. :)
always.... amin.
you know how little little things could change and do something beyond ordinary expectation?
Little small typo mistake like the letter m and n,
Little smiley at the end of a short chat message
Little small bowl of soup and bits of fruit
Little ping and buzz and toin and etc
Little stripes of coolfevers and pills
Little question mark after the letter O and K
Little simple hand and eyes signals
And just a little prayer that was sent from afar.
It could change 39 to become 37.
Just little examples..yet so many more that could show how small little things that was made with great effort and love, small things that came along with huge value and tiny little mistake that was simply overlook could give tremendous effect to someone's life. Therefore, learn to see and appreciate these little little things, because at the end every big stuff begins from a small dot. Every big mistake also starts with a little error.
Like every long blogpost starts with letter ABC, -ok fine micheal, its literacy! *********
When my niece repeatedly mistaking these two words, i grew tired trying to correct her, without even realizing how correct she is.
Pahala dan piala... kan serupa tu?
Dua-dua pun adalah rewards for what we did right?
cuma bezanya, one we can see with bare eyes, and the other can't.
di bulan Ramadhan ni,
rewards mana yang kita nak kejar? Pahala dariNya yang orang lain tak nampak, atau sekadar mencari yang mane boleh dilihat oleh mata kasar orang lain...
pergi terawikh sebab nak kumpul pahala ke, sebab nak kelihatan di masjid, di kala bulan yang setahun sekali ini?
Aku syukur sangat-sangat masih diberi kesempatan bertemu bulan ini tahun ini.
Semoga dipermudahkan usaha kami menjadikan Ramadhan tahun ini lebih bermakna dan terisi lagi berbanding tahun yang sudah...
jom, dengan hari yang masih tinggal sedikit di dalam bulan mulia ini,
kita kejar Piala Pahala Ramadhan same-same...
kumpul banyak-banyak, biar melimpah ruah.
untung-untung, dapat hiasi 'rumah sementara', selain dapat bawa pergi ke sana yang kekal abadi.
Thanks Anim, you sure are such an inspiration,
Thank you Allah , for keeping me on Your path.. :)
I watched this video again..
then I remembered my own childhood memory.
Hurm, prior knowledge is understood better in L1 so, lets start it with my L1.
Masa kecik-kecik dulu, kalau Maa buat cekodok pisang tuh, mesti kene buat yang saiz kecik-kecik gile. sangat kecik. Kalau tak kecik, kami tak nak makan. Makan kat luar, isi kene buang. Kami panggil cekodok tu, 'jemput tahi kambing' (mind the word, sorry)
Memang kecik macam bende itu pun.
Kesian Maa, mesti leceh habis nak goreng kecik-kecik macam tu. Dahlah tu, kene buat 2 versi lagi. Yang kecik untuk kami tiga beradik yang last ni, yang saiz normal untuk anak2 yang dah agak, kononnya dewasa la mase tuh.
kami tak suka yang besar-besar tu, tak best.
Kalau makan karipap pun, makan pap tu je, yang kari (inti kat dalam) tu kene buang. Menyusahkan dan melecehkan kerja seorang ibu adalah hobi dikala zaman riang.
Errrm..sebenarnyer, ia masih lagi satu kegiatan harian dikala berusia melepasi 2 dekad ini.....
Di satu hari yang tenang; telefon Maa dihubungi dan soalan kegemaran itu terkeluarlah jugak;
"Ma, ma masak apa hari ni?" Dengan laju, Maa menjawab, "Masak ikan tiga rasa je". Dengan lebih laju lagi, anak menjawab, "Waaa...bestnya, malam tadi baru je mimpi makan ikan masak tu...sedapnyeee"
(dan Ma terasa bersalah, terus tukar topik)
Di hari lain yang separa tenang, soalan sama diulang; "Maa masak ape hari ni?"
Belajar dari pengalaman, Maa menjawab; "Masak lebih kurang je. Ikan singgang je" (kononnyer itu dah masakan paling plain abad inilah..) Malangnya, anaknya yang memanglah masalah mental sikit ini terus berkata; "Sedapnyer..... lama dah tak makan ikan..."
(dan Maa terasa bersalah lagi sekali)
Di hari yang lain, anak yang mungkin tak berape reti bahasa ini bertanye lagi, "Maa masak ape hari ni?" Maa yang dah terlalu belajar dari dulu-dulu, menjawab lambat-lambat, "Tak masak pun. Pergi kenduri je". Respond si anak yang memanglah saje je cari pasal; " Ooooo..kenduri. Bestnye, sape yang kawin? Lame dah tak pergi kenduri..Kat kenduri tu ada kerabu tak?Sayur nangka? Ke masak ayam merah je?" (dan Maa dah kering idea, melayan anak yang sangatlah banyak songehnyer..)
Kadang-kadang kan Maa, i know, you asked adik-adik to lie, "Kalau tanya pasal makan ape, jawab je makan benda-benda biase". Kadang-kadang, yang adik pun satu penyakit, boleh plak bagi jawapan yang super tak logik; "Hari ni Maa tak masak, tak makan apa pun". (gilerr tak boleh blah!!)
Maa, sebenarnya bukan sebab lauk tu sangat sedap ke atau ikan kat sini tak segar ke atau kat sini tak ada orang yang nak buat kenduri. Tapi sebab itu masakan, air tangan ibu. Ibu anak 7 lagi. Itu aje. Yang buat anak Maa terliur megalahkan orang mengandung anak sulung.
Cakaplah makan telur goreng kosong ke cicah biskut dengan teh ke, semua tu tak boleh dilawan oleh mane-mane Burger King atau Queen atau President sekalipun. Nawros punya briyani pun tak setaraf briyani Maa. (arrr...terliur lagiiiii)
Apapun masakan, walau kat mane pun, lain rasenye bila perkataan 'ibu' tu ada. Kan Maa jugak yang cakap, kalau buat paung (err..tak tahu bahasa melayu standard dier ape) tuh, tak de ibu tak naik adunan tuh. Haa...see, how much I learnt from that?
My housemates selalu cakap, "Cakap pasal Malaysia ni boleh jadi gila. Asyik nak balik je..."
Memang pun. Nak-nak lagi bila time macam ni, dahlah otak buntu macam batu, kesihatan lagi tak menentu. Macam mana kami tak nak rindu....huwaaaaa
......
Ini semua salah Matlutfi, buat video pasal cekodok.
Now. i'm off task from that ridiculously difficult assignment, again.
Assignment tu lagi satu hal.
Mike, if only your assignment is to write '4000 words about your mum', I could write that 4000 and even more.. without any quotation lagi.
Kalaulah kan...
Kalau...
30 degree celcius, and why on earth I'm wearing my sweater?
1888 words, and why I'm still blogging and ignoring that microsoft-word stuff.
11.52 am and why do I feel sleepy.
huuuuuuuuu
Monday, I'm waiting, Tuesday. I'm still waiting, to see, see..if you're fine. Wednesday you're still not here, neither in the morning, nor later, Thursday is also empty, Friday, Saturday or Sunday None of the day that I don't miss you, None of the day that you'll come back, to be in our old days.. .... How long will it be like this? -I dont know. How many months or year, How many billions memory of our past I never 'dont miss you'
i know my eyes swollen a bit when she sang this with her friends..
somehow this movie brought me away, travelled to a place that was very familiar to me.
High school time should be among the moment that i knew i wont be able to forget..
Watching this movie, one by one, the scenes actually reminded me of myself during my school years, with my friends back then..
those fool and very very immatured things we did..
yeah, the scene when Nam passed that class just to see her inspiration, haa..who never did that?
Everyone must have their own little cute secret like that..
And its something so beautiful to remember and smiled at as years passed..
those dorky looks, stumbles here and there.. hit with a very very hard ball or racket or baton, or whatever that can hit you.. and of course with amazingly supportive and cute friends..
even though not as heart moving as 'keracunan kuku' in Laskar Pelangi but..yeah.. it does somehow bloom those memories.. real memories..
quoted from the trailer; 89% will have this experience, hurm even if its not exactly the same one, but..
hands-up, i am one of the 89%.
Eh, Citer ini sangat super duper cute!
Ek ellehhh..tak yah ar tipu....sape tak pernah alami ini?
If thank you is enough, i wont stop saying it.. so bear with me and stay close together so that you'll be able to hear it again and again... Thank Yous.. (-plural?......failed eng tcer =_=')
'He wants the trophy. But he can't handle the attention that the trophy got'
Ithink, this is a phrase that was nicely said to summarise such situation. Situation like, a husband got super duper jealous over the attention his wife received. (To be exact; his heart heartbreakingly beautiful and mesmerizing wife). I heard this quote from Mrs Caroline, a comment made upon a poem entitled 'The Last Duchess' by Robert Browning.
This is a something that we could relate to the real life. Not just a phrase for a poem.
Of course, I think possibly every one would wish to have a beautiful wife and handsome husband. I mean, sape tak nak Lisa Surihani and Robbert Pattinson kan? *contoh je. But the thing is, it really doesn't really matter if you win her/his heart. The most important thing is to make sure you are fully capable to control and conquer your own heart.
Back to the poem. In this poem, jealousy won. The Duke killed his Duchess because somehow, well to cut it short, he let his jealousy conquered his heart. He still admire her beauty and remember every single details about her physical attraction till the end but what is beauty if you could only preserve it in a portrait and not in real life?
But yeah, if you really want someone merely because of the beauty he/she got then you better buy his/ her portrait. Its forever yours and thousand times easier to take care of. No doubt.
My ustazah masa form 5 dulu pesan, "nak cari laki/bini, cari yang kurang rupa paras dari kamu. Yang tak hensem or tak lawa sangat. Senang nak jage dier, dan lagi senang nak jaga hati sendiri."
Ehhurm!
***
Its been a wonderful Tuesday. Finally. Its been a while since I could say such thing. Not on Tuesday. Not, particularly on Tuesday.
I was in a good mood, and I think, everybody else around me too, in a very good mood.
I learnt great stuff today, and had a great pleasant journey.
The cab was 7 minutes early, and I didn't missed any buses too.
What a day.
Thanks Ma and Sis, I received the gift and was wearing it today. It is such a good day, because I keep on smiling to see what I was wearing. And of course, I actually did that for the whole day. :)
Everything was fine. And hopefully it remains so as its going to be a busy weekend this time!
UK time: 6 pm.
Today; 9th January 2011. Its my little brother's, yang dah tak berapa little..birthday. Can't believe this. Is it you, whos growing too fast or what? 18 years old today but you are taller than me since 3 or 4 years ago. Taller or what, you would always always and always be my adik. Reti!? Hahaha..the queen control sister.
Sorry, i don't have that many adik, just the 2 of you, and no one around me can be my adik anyway... so all my love, care and concern as a Kakak truthfully meant for you. Please just be proud of it. HOnestly, I'm glad that I am this far from you, hahaha..no need to give you present ekh?
Thinking of you, I've always laugh, those moment when we keep on teasing you, "anak angkat dari Bosnia" and "baby tertukar kat hospital".. Otokke, you were the only one born in the hospital, during that crisis kat Bosnia plak tuhh, and being the youngest, of course la.., family mana yang tak buat drama 'kau anak angkat mak ayah je' in this world? That's the problem of being the youngest. You got no witness to back you up. hahaha..
I remember you cried that day, teased with so many weird stuff from all of us..and then Along snapped a picture of you, crying like anak manja celah ketiak mak. You are so lucky I dont have the picture with me now. I have thousands great ideas on how to use that pic.
Anyway, the point of membebel so long here is just to wish you Happy Birthday my adek. The gift for this year would be, ermmm...ok, you are not anak angkat from Bosnia dear.(But check out Vietnam. Who knowss!??)
Malaysia time: 2 pagi.
Its 10th January there... A year ago, a baby was born in Kuala Terengganu, and few days later her very the very baik hati aunty who is thousand miles away named her. The pearl of honesty. (Translate to Arabic..) She's very very comel like me and I am not sure how heavy or beautiful she is now. Its been months since I last met her. Baby grows faster than adult that they can look very different in 6 months. So, when I come back later, we both might not recognise each other, but dear, I have 2 things that I would want you to remember, firstly I named you and secondly we did spent a month together and we were very close during that golden time. And I miss you. Very very very much.
Mandi. At first I found it is quite funny for a place to have such name, what more when it is indeed a very famous place. And we keep on reminding each other about going to mandi together end of this month. Nahhh..today, 29thDecember, I finally went to this place, and it is, seriouslyyyy beautiful. Rase macam nak mandi jerrr.. It is such a foggy day today, and of course freezing as usual, and the steaming hot water (temp. 35 degrees) just seems too erm..can I say mouth watering? hahh enough of water already. here's the picture. Erm..not so many, because it is not that easy to take the pictures here, with the great help from those wap air and cold and maybe because I am too comfortable and perhaps already fall in love with my glove that I just dont want to take it off and make photographing easier. Huh, there's few shops and places with unforgettably unique names here, a shop called Plain Lazy, another one name Itchy Feets (it sells shoe) and also ok, this place is Mandi.
steaming.... Roman Bath.
names of all the places that I did not visit today.
stone coffin. yeah, seram. very.
no skodeng-
video-projection; the Roman bath here dulu-dulu.
errm.. decoration for Xmas celebration., maybe.
oh, lighting tempat ini memang suruh ambik gambar air sahaje.
itik: "Alamak paparazi..run for your live!!"
This is Bath anyway, so be patient with my passion for this natural beauty; water.
Bathing time over! Time to go home and, what? Have a nice slice of happiness! 29thDecember is actually my best friend since high school's birthday. Her name is Aisyah, and I haven't called her to wish her because all the way I'm at Bath today my handphone remains with that status; ' no coverage'. Line masuk air kottt. Will have to do so tomorrow. So sorry Aisyah. Aku tak lupa kamuuu..tentu. And of course, I haven't forget you too lah darling! Although I have tried my very best to delay the wishes as long as I could, (kalah dalam train), it would never mean, i'm mean. haha. Today is also 21st birthday of my former roomate, floormate, hostelmate, and currently my classmate,coursemate, housemate, floormate, deskmate, huh, what wasn't in the list yet? Alright, bestfriend! Happy Birthday kamuuu. Ya, kamu Cik Sherry. I'm too pemalu to write the whole paragraph of my wishes here. You know me dear. Thank you for haven't grew 100% tired with me (its not even 0.1% right? :P ). I need that for at least another million years. I need you for at least triple of that duration. Ok, sorry. Melalut, its not friendship day ekh today. Then, daaa..until the next post.
aiih..i didn't notice this,
we placed the candles wrongly, its 12 la... ^_^
I hate the fact that i'm losing reliable sources to 'keep in touch' with Malaysia lately.
That weird and so $%^(*#@ website; tonton.com memang serabut habis. Nama aje tonton, but I can't watch anything via that web. urrrrrrrg. :@
Anyway, "facebook kan ada?"
I was like HUHHH??? ( 2 biji bola mata hampir tersembul keluar dari soket tetapi berjaya diselamatkan oleh kerdipan-kerdipan mata yang kerap). Yeah, that was a true reaction, true first reaction when my house mate ran from upstairs to tell us that superb news.
"Malaysia menang 3-0 lawan Indonesia!".. arrr..rasa gema-gema lagi kat lubang telinga.
Congratulation Malaysia, I love you lah... and, urghhh..let's just shut our ears to those words, what ever it is, the number 3 and 0 is a fact and not an imagination, everyone should learn to accept that. Full-stop.
If it was held in Plymouth, I surely would be one of the supporters, siap bawak sepanduk, bunga maggar, bunga betik, bunga raya, bunga bunga and huge flag some more!
Patriotism can't be shown only by supporting your country in a game or etc, but yeah, it is one of the ways to show your appreciation and feel honoured to be her citizen.
Hurm..tiba-tba rasa macam...nak pergi lagi sekali lah sokong All England next year. Mana tahu ditambah budu belacan kami, Malaysia menang lagi. :) Merapu merapu....
I never wrote anything in this blog about the Birmingham-All England trip we had this year, it was .. somewhere at the end of winter season, hurm.., March maybe. Since a picture worth thousand words, let see how much this video could have worth. Erm, do forgive this amateur and baru bertatih girl for not being able to do a good recording. Its tunggang terbalik and very shaky. She is so clueless and very very not terlatih to do it, yet too stubborn to stop doing it. Huh. Sila-sila kutuk dia.
*3in1, siap ley promote 1Malaysia lagi,
ehurm..G.o.V, ape lagi top up la allowance kami; elaun patriotism. :P
Izyan,
Tenkiu for this one.
:)
back then zaman sekolah, kita pernah jadi desk-mate ingat lagi tak?
mesti ingat kan?
You even pernah tolong si budak kecik yang x reti2 ni ikat tali kasut betol-betol.
Hurm, memang tak reti-reti.
Isyk isyk isyk..
Terima kasih kerana bersabar menjadi kawanku selama..ermmm..berapa tahun yer?
8 tahun dah kan?
lama giler!!!
semoga tali persahabatan ni tak kan putus sampai bila-bila bila bila pun!
ok, this shall be a very long speech.
Hai, my Adek. I know you hate it that i keep calling you Adek. You prohibited us from doing so since 5 years ago. But when you said that, you know, you triggered the reasons for me to keep calling you Adek, oh yes Adek. haha.. bad bad bad sister. I know I have always been very mean to you. I poked your eye with my 2B pencil when you were 5 years old, I joined the others calling you 'anak angkat dari Bosnia' and sometimes, i bullied you, to do this and that. I'm sure u remembered that well. But, no matter how cruel i was, how mean i acted, wherever I am, whenever it is, you have booked your name in the first page of my list. The page that i never skipped in my prayers. Today is your big day, since the day you rejected the word "adek". SPM, ok how fast time flies, my Adek are a real grown-up boy now. Thank you for taking so much responsibilities already, I'm so proud of you. I wish the very very very best of the best for you. But hey, school or college or office or whatever it is, you'll always be my Adek. Hate it or not, I didn't plan to change that. Sorry. :)
Second, another big hai, my sister. She is 22 years old today.
I hate to say this, but really, I love you. Too bad I only realised that when we started to distance. And i lost the word whenever we met. Stubborn part of me can't utter the word 'love' right when I face you. I hope you don't mind, I wrote you a letter to say that instead. Too classic? Blame my course module! Anyhow, yeah again, I love you. Happy Birthday.
>>i know it looks very childish.. seriously, this will be the 'once in my trillion years' doing such thing ok.
And yeah, meet my Pooh, peneman tido kat sini..
otoke, you are just too far to grab in case i get nightmares..
Oh!! Untuk kali kedua, Hari Raya Aidiladha di perantauan... tahun lepas, rabak, tahun ni..sebak-sebak manje jer...oh namun sesungguhnya itu tidak bermakna kesanggupan untuk beraya di sini telah muncul. a huge NO for that. i want to go home for next raye! fixed. :)
the after raye prayer=breakfast. :)
Just like last year, after Eidul Adha prayer, together early this morning, we had a small gathering among us, raya-ing and eating and stuffing our stomach with lots and lotsa colourful dishes..muahhaaaha.. i really mean that word, colourful!
a big TQ to our guests, including you, Cik Biskut Bijan for visiting and raya-ing with us today...had so much fun..plus, after all what is raya celebration if you sit at a corner somewhere, all by your self?? thanks for making me smile, and for pushing that gedik2 sedih mode far aside...
Malaysia celebrates this Eid a day later, but as the mood is flying in the air already, its not a bad idea to celebrate it with my family now. Short, but not as simple. Beraya di skype. Oh, as always, virtual-celebration. I almost cry when Afiq placed his hand on the screen and kissed the webcam, a bit-not-so traditional way of salam-raya for a three year old boy. Boy, how could you be so sweet already? ....to all my beloved, back in Malaysia or here, I love you, Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha..i know you have done a lot for me, and for now, i could only thank you for all your sacrifices, and thanked Him for giving me, YOU. :)
kawan-kawan saya cantik.
