It's all because of Hari Raya

My parents were here last Wednesday till Saturday. I was very glad that I managed to take my father to the mosque to perform Tarawikh despite his unwellness. We brought him a chair so he could solat comfortably.
I was especially tired today that I could not perform solat Tarawikh at the mosque and I regretted it. It's not the same as performing the solat at home.Tomorrow will be another busy day. Everything has to be finalised before going back to Baling. And to make it even busier...I forgot to take my chocolate cake at the office which means...After going to Zue's house tomorrow, then deliver the cheese cake to Ustzah Sharifah, I have to rush to Changlun. Then, back to Jitra to collect my daughters' baju raya at Jasmin's. Huh! Huh! Huh! (panting...)

Sesudah Suboh

I was waiting for Subh when I saw the video clip of the 'azan' from Masjidil Haram on TV3. Suddenly all the memories of Umrah in Mecca last April began to flow in. Yes, I long to be there again, to seek refuge in the blessing of Allah. My peserverence was fully tested. But I thanked Him for giving me the patience that I never had while I was there. I never thought that I had the determination and the power to control myself and overcome all the difficuties and sufferings handling all sort of problems at the holy place. It's because He was there with me all the time. I could especially feel the presence of Him at the most 'lonely' days there. He sent me some 'angles' to soothe and guide me till I was able to stand back on my feet. The strength that I got back made me think back me the person that I have been. I realised that I should never rely on others especially in time of difficulties because only I can help myself. And only Allah will there for me. Trust me.

* I saw an old video clip of my Adek and his fellow 'nasyiders' in Firdaus at the end of 'Laman Nuraini' in TV3 just now. They all looked so naive and so young!

some people

How do yo feel when you suddenly realized that sincerity is just a bluff?

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I feel like fainted today. Too many datelines to meet by this week. My file, coursework marks, classes, students, kuih raya, students' programmes, my home, my children, my clothes, bills, my parents...Gosh! banyaknya. Like there is no fullstop. Hmmm, i'be better go to bed now..Hum this song with me... !

And I love you so...(Don McLean)

And I love you so
People ask me how
How I've lived til' now..
I tell them I don't know
I guess they understand
How lonely life has been
Life began again
The day you took my hand
And yes I know...
How lonely life can be
The shadows follow me
And the night won't set me free
But I don't let
The evening get me down..
Now that you're around with me
And you love me too
Your thoughts are just for me
You set my spirit free
I'm happy that you do
The book of life is green ..
Once the page is read
All but love is dead
That is my belief
And yes I know
How loveless life can be
The shadows follow me
And the night won't set me free..
but I don't let the evening get me down
Now that you're around with me...
And I love you so...
People ask me how
How I've lived till now
I tell them I don't know

Nite2 everyone!

Illusion....

Close your eyes 90% and you'll see what's behind the words...

Khairil Johari Johar - Sepasang Kurung Biru *Raya Song

My favourite. Tonight is the beginning of the last 10 nights of Ramadhan. I rememeber performing the Qiamulail and Tarawikh with my classmates more than 20 years ago in the school jymnasium. We would be putting our 'sejadah' in a very long row after 'asr' to book our place. Sometimes we would take take our "pet sis" to pray with us. As I have none, usually, I would just 'grab' along any of my junior dormmmates. Leha, Nita would always be my 'victims'. It was nostalgically fun..

And like a small child, I was kissed repeatedly my ailing mum. Dad gave no response at first but smiled the next day when I bought him a radio cd player.