Hi Jumaah Mubarakah to all..

Bumped into this when I was browsing through my friend's tumblr :

We are so busy growing up that we forget our parents are growing old too

Whoever made this quote. I'd like to say thank you. It's been a good reminder to me. And its true you know. It got me thinking that things actually were so different 10 years ago than it is now. My parents were different back then than now of course---fashion wise..., hihi.. okay maybe I havent been that sensitive towards the change in my parents yet but I have realized that my grandmother has changed. A lot. Just within these few years.

I can see that she's getting old real fast.

My grandmother used to be the Queen. I used the word Queen just now not to say that she's laid back and she gets all the "dayang" to massage her, manicure, pedicure etc. Thats what Princesses (moi) do. :P . Just kidding.. The word "Queen" just now is to indicate that she is in control of herself and her surroundings. 

She was in control of her house. The kitchen was her sanctuary. Oh,She loves cooking! She used to cook all sorts of dishes in one day. With appetizers, course meals, desserts...and they're all sugary and full of fat....*yummm*.. And she has this routine you know, in the morning, she'll wake up, bring all the ingredients to cook for lunch out of the fridge, drink coffee + biscuits (her 1st breakfast), read quran, wash up, have her real breakfast at about 8.30 a.m while watching tv, prepare lunch, read quran and magazines and watch RTM1, by 12 lunch is ready but  we can only eat at 12.30/1 p.m, she drinks her tea, by 2.30 she'll watch telenovela on NTV7 (one telenovela has like bout 200 episodes..prrrggh), takes a nap for bout 30 mins, by 4-5 she'll open her closet and fold her baju. 6 oclock she'll read today's papers and play this chinese marble game. Maghrib, dinner, watch the news, watch TV, read quran, turn on radio and sleep.

That was her routine then. Now she has already forgotten alot. So, things have change a lot too. She doesn't seem to care about the changes, but I do. I feel sad. :( . Maybe because since young I was closest to her but when I was studying in Uni I was a bit away and now that I'm back and she's staying with me I get to see these changes happening in front of me and it really makes me realize how old she has become. 

Same goes with my gramma on my moms side too. When she lost her front tooth while eating, I literally cried. :__( . My youngest sister think that I overreacted but lets just ignore her shall we...

 

Nothing wrong from being old . But you understand me right?

 I love my gramma :*

Can everyone do me a favor and read surah AlFatihah for both my grandfathers who has passed away? And for my grand aunt too? And for my baby cousin Muhammad as well? Thank you.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAH.. I just heard my gramma screamed  "APA NI? MAKIN BANYAK JE HARI HARI!! " looooooooooooollllll - thats her complaining to my sister about the amount of medicine shes taking this morning. <3 .="." amount="amount" be.="be." but="but" can="can" drama="drama" everyday="everyday" everyone="everyone" house="house" how="how" in="in" its="its" know="know" my="my" p="p" queen="queen" same="same" the="the" you="you">

lots of love.

Sharing something I learned from my dad.

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Okay, so I went for an open house last few days and there was this lady in front of me who was complaining the fact that no one had offered her "ikan kering". We were sat at the main table and apparently everyone there got the ikan kering except for her. And she was making such a big fuss over it till the host; who was sitting next to her went to go and ask for it from the waiter.

A few minutes later, the waiter came with a small plate full of ikan kering. And she was happy. I can say that she was (happy) because when the plate arrived on the table, she smiled with her teeth showing and said "at last, the ikan kering is finally here!". So she must be happy. And yes she was...until she started eating it.

The first thing that came out from her mouth was her set of false teeth falling out to the plate...


Just kidding (but I really wished that had happened..  )


" Unnh...The fish was fried till its as hard as the stone, how do you expect us -she mentioned "US"- to eat it??" - and that was the first thing she said.


Maybe she's being frank and maybe you guys dont see it as a problem but if I was put to be in her shoes I dont think I'd say something like that.. because I know, if my mom was sitting next to me, I'll suddenly get a surprised-pinch at my thigh.......and  ofcourse, especially because what the lady did (in my opinion) was something very rude.

I mean, how would the host feel? Eventhough its something true, but dont you think its somewhat better for us to just keep it to ourselves? well at least if you still want to be frank, shouldnt we say it in a "not complaining" manner?

I felt bad for the host.... and of course, I wished I wasnt at the table that time.. It was awkward coz the host looked pretty embarrased but mashaAllah she still managed to give the lady a smile and an apology.. How nice.. :_)

Thank you Lord, for all the nagging I received by my parents in order to correct my manners. Although I have a little bit more manners issues to overcome myself, but with everyone's guidance, I hope I - we all would not make the same mistake as the makcik. Its really uncool to hurt people's feelings just because you dont get your own way. Be grateful. 



"MAKE DO!" - thats ALWAYS what my parents say to me whenever I told them I need a new mobile or a new keyboard for myself. Even when they KNOW my keyboard has one key off.. ( the last B flat key- my cat vomited at that spot somewhere around last year). So what I did was I asked a Mr.Miracle to fix it for me. (I call him Mr.Miracle coz he can fix almost all the antiques in my house.). Though it doesnt sound as it should but I just had to MAKE DO with it...


Talking about "make do-s". I remembered my first "make do" from my dad. At that time I was in Year 4 (age 10). My mom had this home decorating book and I saw (in one of the pages) a double decker with a study at the bottom and a bed on top. Now I had a double decker. What I did was, I made a project proposal to my dad to transform my double decker to THE super double decker I saw in the book. I convinced him this and that bla bla i need it to enhance my creativity bla bla.. I even prepared and spread out all the screw drivers I found in the toolbox right in front of him just to show to him that I was serious and so up for it.


Shortly after I explained everything, he asked me to sit next to him on our blue sofa (what ever happened to that chair?) and he then told me a story of himself when he was a child and what Sidi (my granpa) had said to him. The story was something similar to my story but I forgot what it was all about... At that time I was only interested in knowing the end of the story-which I know it'll be a disappointment to my proposal- and it was, but I remembered what Sidu told him. He said "Make do with whatever you have, you are lucky that you even own one of those (I think its a bicycle), some people could only dream to own what you have up til they die".

So the moral of the story is to be grateful and just make do with whatever I have.

And I miss you guys... :)

Actually I have like a thousand of draft posts for this blog but I kept on stopping half way.. sorry.. :)

Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir dan Batin..