p r etty+d e c e n t+obsess i o n

Anybody who’s close to me know how much i love this flower. It’s all over my bedroom..my pic frames..my bed sheet..my pillow!!!! wanna get to my heart’s soft spot? buy me this flower..ahakz…(~_~)

~~++++++[When we are in love, we learn the art of giving, of sharing, of selflessness]++++++~~~~~~

~~~~~+++[When we are in love, we learn to be forgiving]++++~~~~

~~~++++[When we are in love, we couldnt care less about his weaknesses]++++~~~

~~~~++++[When we are in love, we'll not only try to make him happy, we'll try to make his love ones happy too]+++++~~~~~~

~~~~~~~++++[When we are in love, we respect the person]+++++~~~

~~~~~++++[To allow love in our life, means to hope, and to hope means taking risks that the relationship will work. Taking risks means there's 50-50 chance of being heartbroken]+++++~~~~~

~~~~~++++[For a relationship to work, it needs hard work. No path is always smooth..a few bumps will test the relationship, but if we can survive them, the bond build will become stronger than ever]++++++~~~~~~~

~~~~~~~++++[Sometimes, we allow ourselves to hope for someone who doesnt belong to us. But always bear in mind, if he really wants to be with us, he would have chosen us, not her. It'll only be a waste of time, of tears, of heart ache..trust me..i know. Get up, find someone who rightfully belong to only you. Who love you enough to want only you]++++++~~~~~~~~

~~~~~++++[Sometimes, Allah will test us with a few persons who will break our heart..but always remember that in a process of meeting our true love, we have to face a few bad ones so that when the right person comes along, we'll know how to appreciate him]++++++++~~~~~~~~

~~~~~~~~++++[Being heartbroken is one of the most common but painful process in one's life. You feel like the whole world is going down on you, the future you plan to build together burns in the instance. All the promises comes back to taunt you. In this moment, never allow yourself to be shut. Find your support systems, in terms of family, friends and other sympathetic ears. Ultimately, seek Allah for His guidance]++++++~~~~~~~~

~~~~~~~+++++[Cintai insan yang kau cintai seadanya..kelak mungkin kau akan membencinya. Bencilah insan yang benci seadanya..kelak mungkin kau akan mencintainya. Sekuat-kuat manusia, tiada yang lebih berkuasa melainkan dia. Seindah-indah cinta manusia, kelak layu ditelan usia. Cinta Allah itulah yang abadi]+++++++~~~~~~~~

[[[sPecial dedicatiOn to everyone's who's in lOVE..including me..]]]

My mind pretty damn tired now..just got back from a weekend in Penang to buka puasa with my sweetheart. In all this tiredness i feel like wanting to share a conversation i encountered at one reknown pharmacy in Pudu after i hop off the Penang bus @Puduraya, where i stopped to buy a few things b4 going home to USJ. I was at the counter, where a cashier was attending to my reciept. Suddenly a young Malay guy walked in and went to the counter.

Guy : ******* (i cant recall the name, sorry!!) ada tak?

Cashier girl : Takde..takde..ubat batuk tu dah tak jual sekarang.

Guy: Hah? Apsal tak jual pulak? Benda tu kan ubat????

Cashier girl : Mane boleh jual dah sekarang..dah diharamkan di Malaysia.

Guy: Apsal pulak?

Cashier girl: Sebab ada orang salahgunakan benda tue..jadi haramlah.

Guy (small laugh) : Ala…takkan tak boleh jual kot…

Cashier girl (with straight face) : Serius..tak boleh jual..tak ada

Guy (serious) : Ala..biar benar? Benda tue kat kedai ni tapi korang tak nak jual ya?

Cashier girl: Kitorang tak dibenarkan jual.

Guy : Tapi ada la kat kedai ni?

Cashier girl : Tak ada. Tak ada kat kedai ni. Kalo ada pun kami takkan jual. Boleh kena tangkap.

Guy : Sumpah tak ada kat kedai ni??? Ni bulan puasa…tak baik tipu…

Cashier girl (furious) : Ya Allah..dah kata tak ada tu tak ada la….!

Guy (grinning) : Ok..ok…

And he went out the door, oblivious to stares from a handful of customers queuing at the counter. What more can i say? Just a glimpse of KL, glimpse that make me pray a little harder to Allah to protect me in His mercy, to give me strength to think, to differ what good and bad, everyday….

[my mom]

makan ape tengahari tadi? (slang ganu)..tak pon..

ada duit tak? (time blajo dulu)..tak pon…..

bile nak balik?

[my sisters]

Ni, bleh tolong beli buku cite latest judith mcnaught/jeffery archer/sidney sheldon/patricia cornwell tak kat KL?

[my bro]

Bile nak masuk duit utk mak? (kikiki..aku slalu nyanyuk)

[my anak sedara]

Tokwan…Cikni tu taknak bangun ke? Dah pukul sepuluh nie…

[my boyfriend]

Awak sihat tak? (sejam tepon 18 kali tanye soalan tue..xphm tul..)

Awak gayut ngan lieya lagi tadi? Brape bill tepon awak bulan ni? ..tak pon…..

Awak spend duit bnyk2 nie awak taknak kawin ke?

[my -single- bestfrenz]

Bile ko nak kenalkan aku ngan kawan laki ko nie? Tapi betulke hensem? Ko punye hensem bukan bleh pecaya…

[my -single- guy frenz]

Bile ko nak kenalkan aku ngan kawan ko fini?tapi aku nak yg cun jek tau…

[my girlfrenz]

Bile kite nak pi shopping nie????? Aku dah ruam lame tak shopping nih…

[my old frens]

Bile ko nak makan nasi minyak fini? (soalan yg teramat slalu aku dengar..)

[my boss]

When can u come up with the latest drawing???????

[people who know me from first glance]

Fini tue mmg pendiam ke?

[people who know me after the first glance]

Fini tu..tak reti diam ke?

:: RAMADHAN ::

Ramadhan has always brought a sense of something special to lives of Muslims. It’s a month where all doors to syurga are opened, and all rohs in liang lahad rejoice because this is a month when all seksaan and azab kubur is halted, in regards of the Month where all Muslim will fast themselves from eating, drinking and other forbidden deeds, a month where the Quranul Haqim is first given in form of Wahyu from Malaikat Jibrail to our Beloved Prophet SWT…the first to fifth sentences from Sural al- Alaq.

:: RAMADHAN, as I remember.. ::

My first Ramadhan as fully independent person, so-called-professional brings back thousands of remembrance of what 22 Ramadan’s before this had been like. Of course, I cant remember the early years..but Ramadhan has always been something special to me.. Can’t really remember when did I start to fully fast, but I remember Buka Time was the most joyous time of all. Even though I’m the youngest of 7, my house seldom filled with people since most of my siblings have gone out to unis and boarding school…so Ramadhan month is something I look forward where all family members gathered together, especially during Buka Puasa. Being a true Terengganuan, our food is Terengganu style..with fish dishes scattered everywhere!! Fish this and that…and the ultimate budu!! Haha that’s my favorite!! Sahur is a must, if u don’t wanna get scolded by mom!!

Then when I entered MRSM..it’s a different feeling all together…well for once I became lazy to eat sahur!! Usually I just woke up and take a sip of water before dozed back off until it’s near syuruk and I have to perform my Subuh prayer. But buka puasa in boarding school..wow that’s a feeling that stays with me till now… I cant quite explain in words, but the feeling when u are surrounded by friends, eating out of trays..with a distinct sad feeling because we are all far away from family, and we know right that moment the only family we have right now is each other (plus makcik n pakcik Dewan Selera). Best moment of all: Solat Terawih at Masjid MRSMKT being imam by my beloved Ustaz Zainuddin, who’s like a father to me. In the midst of being apart from family, he was the closest thing to a family, sometimes during evening time I would go to his house and helped makcik, his wife cook, and teased his shy son (ehem he’s just 5..mind u)!!

Matrix time in Kuala Pilah…well we have this Bazaar Ramadhan inside the college compound, where many stalls are packed together in one tiny area, and when the thousands something, mostly Malays students raced there at 4.30pm, well…let me just say it can be pretty ‘stuffy’. Born and bred in Terengganu, I was pretty ‘shocked’ with the way Nogori’s people cooked. Being used to timid food, mostly sweet and not too spicy..wow I was in for a shock when being confronted with all those cili padi cookings…one word of advice, the green ones are spicier than the red ones, cause the green ones are laden with hot cili padi!!!! Darn, I got sicked everyday for the first month (and my dear niece Syuhada who went there last year, though a Johorean, fell under the same diarrhea spell as her CikNi!) So during puasa month I was very picky to avoid eating something that can bring my whole immune system down…but at the end of the year I was pretty used to hot dishes, like it, but not necessarily can ‘tahan’ it!!

In UPM..wow those special years…buka puasa with tons of food we greedily grabbed from Bazaar Ramdahan Serdang…yummy2 Kelantanese nasi kerabu, sira pisang, my fav nasi dagang (who smelled so much like home), ayam percik..Johor’s Laksa (my fav) and Ayam Masak Lemak Cili Api and my favorite puddings-caramel, fruit cocktails,etc!!!! Many unforgettable things happened to me during Ramadhan in my degree time.. And one Ramadhan was very special..cause a great guy proposed to me after solat terawih…and I for the first time I my life, said Yes!!

Another Ramdhan, one embarrassing thing happen to me…well I’ve always know that I have a low blood pressure, but it never actually bothers me as long as I eat well…especially during THAT time of the month. So one Ramadhan day, I had classes the whole day, and I was very stubborn to break the fast with my friends even though I am not ‘entitled’ to fast, and during the late evening I was feeling pretty nauseated and dizzy. And just right in the middle of the bazaar I passed out!! Well you can imagine the chaos I caused, with my friends panicking and people peering and wanting to help. But that was the time I found kindness in many unknown faces, a pakcik who sell mee sup cut up a lime and shove it under my nose..and that helps a lot..a kakak readily opened her just-bought nasi for buka to give to me..a couple sent me to the Hospital with their car, cause my friend’s car couldn’t get through…That night I stayed at the ward, with water being inserted into my bloodstream through tube..and the doctor saying my blood pressure was too low he scolded me for not caring for my health!!=P

Now, living alone in Subang Jaya, I am missing all those memories and reminiscing the good times=). I don’t really feel eager to go out and buy food anymore, preferring instead to cook. So everyday I called up my mom to ‘reconfirm’ the recipes…so now I know that we don’t put shallots in singgang pedas, cooking meat is better in slow fire and shallow water to soften it, blah blah blah…huhu I missed buka puasa with my loved ones…cant wait to see them again…but the most important thing is the Hikmah of Berpuasa…and I am looking forward to completing my Terawih ritual as many as I can…and to recite Quran as much as I can…despite being far from them.