3 months

Congratulations to us for passing the 3 months mark!

For me I have learnt that:

• he will always be messy
• when his eyes shine it doesn't mean he's falling in love with me, it means he's thinking of a plan to kacau me
  
• when he's angry its better for me to keep quiet
• and when I'm angry its better for me to keep quiet too, otherwise I will get THE LECTURE which may last up to one hour. berdarah telinga I tell you.
• he will always deny that he's tired until he FALL ASLEEP in which his last word will be, 'I'm not falling asleep, just closing my eyes, and I might not reply for a while but I'm NOT falling asleep.' and then he sleeps till morning.
• He will NEVER be romantic. Will pretend to be, and then he delivers the killer lines, "lets korek idung together" "you wanna hear me fart?" and yang sama waktu dengannya. Pasrah.

Alhamdulillahi ala kulli hal.

On another note altogether my life has turned another point where I will be working in the office for two days, and do some freelance jobs at home. This is something completely new, and I'm intrigued to see where it will lead me.

Of course, some have asked what will I be doing with all that free time? Firstly the concept of housewife duduk goyang kaki kat rumah is so fabricated. Secondly its totally an irrelevant question for Muslims, because we are not here to be involved in idle talk, or chasing a trivial pursuit. So whether I have a 'career' or not life still goes on. :D I hope my mother wouldn't worry too much..

Ok I got to go UIA and help hasben sell some books. Subhanallah. A place full of memories.

Arabic lesson 1

I recently came across a how to learn Arabic books for English speaking students, and the series looks pretty promising. Promising as in when I opened the first chapter I didn't feel like throwing the book away because it looks too hard. And so I asked my other half to join me in the quest of mastering this strange language that ironically, was the first language we heard when we were babies.

Last night the first lesson occurred.

me: Ok...our first word is 'hazaa' or this is.

him: hazaa lamb madghut! hazaa lamb kabsah! hazaa sishtawa! haza haza haza!

me: LAMB is english. now concentrate. ok 'dikun.' guess what is it? it sounds like 'kooo koooo koooo.'

him: owl! man, your owl sound is terrible! but its an owl nevertheless.next!

me: no, that was a rooster. koooo koooo koooooo!

him: a rooster? are you nuts?

and then we argued about the sounds of rooster and owl for ten minutes.

me: ok... haza mindilun (wave something around)

him:...... mmm tak faham.

me: ok (pretending to wipe my face)

him: oh i know i know! orang asli!

me: its a handkerchief!!! why would they teach orang asli in the first vocab group?

him: but you looked like you letak tepung kat muka. orang asli!

me: ok hazaa hazaa mindilun. HANDKERCHIEF.

him: naam naam naam. now you teach next (weird arabic accent coming)

me: hang on, why are you starting to sound like my foreign students?

him: so you get the culture yes! Arab arab! (weirder Arabic accent heard, and yes with hands waving)

me: ok...hiss..hissoo...hissan, with a 'sod'

him: gee... you sound italian. you italiano? where you come from? (Italian accent coming)

me: shut uppppp!!! ok qqqqiit qittun.

him: qqqqqiiitttunnn no?? you French I know from your accent!

and he laughed at me for 10 minutes and couldn't stop.

me: okayyyy..'ahaaza' is this. (showing a picture of key) 'ahaaza najmun?'

him: naam naam. la' la' la' hazal miftah.

me: miftahun.

him/ Arabic stranger: no no no.. i say AL so no sukun at the end. I Arab. I very clever. AL no sukun. naam? AL is here. sukun delete. you get? you understand?

me: naam weird Arabic guy...ok ahaaza babun?

him: naam naam naam! (shouting now very excited)

and then we learnt about the Arabic alphabets, the division of solar and lunar words.

him: solar sun!!!! lunar moon!!!

me: yes...hmm calm down. the solar uses the tip of the tongue like t, n,

hi: ttttt, nnnnnnn

and it goes on a bit like that. when I asked him to be my study partner I envisioned nights of serious studying and discussions...and now...I wonder what I've gotten myself into.

orange

Tomorrow is Chinese New Year and we have been eating oranges like mad. As I peel the skin slowly, taking in the smell and texture I feel a sense of amazement.

Looking at the sacs containing the juicy pulps, all are presented to us to beautifully. The 'see-through wrappers' are not only beautiful and delicate, they do a good job of preserving the freshness of the fruit. Yet, it easily tears once bitten to make eating easy.

The seeds are not that welcomed yet they carry a powerful reminder, that the fruit once originated from such small, humble beginning. Don't the story coincide with how we got here in the first place?

More amazingly, the pulps itself are like small wrappers, its skin so thin that its almost not there.

Time and time again I bit into this fruit, and occasionally, I stop and think, how precious!

And that's what life is all about.

old

I have gotten used to going places with my other half that yesterday, when I went to a talk with friends instead it felt...weird. It reminded me of my single days- days without hand holding, or thinking about another person, and days without me being teased to death by my hasben. And i thought my sisters were pretty good. Until i met this one.

Anyway I wish I could shake my old self to not worry too much about things out of my control because God's plan is the most perfect of all.

I used to worry endlessly about who am going to marry, how I'm going to meet this guy because I kept meeting morons, I used to worry whether I will get a good job, whether I can gain weight and I even worry if I will drown while trying to learn to swim. I worry about my family, I worry about when my fish's gonna die. In the end it did die, and I turned out okay. huhu.

And then there are those petty worries that I do not even remember now, but at the time felt so big I thought I will faint. The latest just few days ago when I cant find my thumbdrive and watch and I thought I will die. Well I'm still here.

*Sigh. Those times could have been filled doing better things to improve myself. But what did I do? Worry worry.

dont worry be happy.:D

and forgive...

those who have wronged you, in the hope that Allah will forgive you who has wronged Him.

a woman

my lack of experience with men (alhamdulillah) means i have a lot to learn still.

for him it is the physical touch that shows love.

for me its a tangle web of mess, that I realize now, he won't even notice 70% of the time.

it is out of love that I

arrange the books according to its importance so that easier for him to grab

learn how to cook

arrange all medicines in one box

arrange perfumes in my favorite box

clean his desk, his room, his things

dont throw his stuff without permission (though im dying to everyday)

sew sarung bantal, selimut

arrange the bed nicely

wash my hair daily no matter how cold it is so that it looks nice

make sure my clothes match (which i couldnt be bothered before kawin)

constantly clean bloody everything

go crazy when the room is a mess (and he wont even bat an eyelid)

i eat rice more often than i would have

i watch movies with complicated plots that drive me crazy with suspense

and yet this hubby of mine question the depth of my love for him

ouch

i dont think he knows that every little thing i do is to please him

and i didnt realize that im showing my love in a way that I think would make me happy

i mean if he sew me a cushion i think i will seriously faint and think this guy is so in love with me!

yes i am twisted in my thinking.

and perhaps selfish at times.

it got me thinking about those people around me that i love so much and how im treating them.

i dont know why its so hard for me to try look at a matter from the other person's perspective.

anyway im so glad we had the discussion.

if you love someone deep enough, show that person the love in a way that he would appreciate and understand the most.and erm perhaps shake him from time to time and say "look i'm doing all these because I LOVE YOU." yes I arranged the toothbrush "cutely" because I love you, no matter how absurd you think that idea is.

Coz men are straightforward thinkers. and women tend to analyze all little things until they go emotional walaupun takde ape-ape sangat (in the men's eyes) pun sebenarnya. huhu. its a different world altogether.

or as my hubby put it, "let's say i think writing French essays is a way for me to show my love for you. would you feel loved then?"

"no, i wouldn't"

lesson learnt, hubby, and I love you despite your terrible analogies.

uniquely Malaysia

The sweetest sleeper

Yummiest fish

Guess what its made of?



All are EDIBLE


We had fun looking at an engagement party pictures shown by my colleague. Now here's a party I wish I was invited to! Its quite common in villages around Malaysia to have presents made of food, presented as creatively as possible. Normally neighbors would pitch in for the pressies.