Ramadhan and being home

For some good few years, i had been away from home and family. During those precious few years, i had been fasting in a foreign land. How i longed this moment in time, being home ! not my parent's but my own home although it's just a rented house, it's ok. I love it and love it so much! SubhanaLlah... Alhamdulillah...!

Ramadhan comes again after disappearing for a year. This Ramadhan unlike before, is beyond my prayers and wishes. Thank you Allah for your nikmah, showering every corner of my life this very moment! What more can i hope for other than to have my most beloved husband by my side, a nice house to live in, a loving and caring family both my own and my family-in-law, nice friends around and lovely neighbourhood to mingle about. Not to forget, the nikmah of being a Muslim!

I used to have aims for every Ramadhan but this year, i just want to do my very best for every thing. Being a good servant of God is one, and being the best wife i could possibly be is another!

Note: Allah izinkan wanita memasuki syurga melalui mana2 pintu jika dia menjaga 3 perkara: Solat, Puasa dan Suami!

Regards,
RA

Who's cooking?

Yup, it's me! I am a housewife and i cook everyday excluding days when i feel too wasted like last sunday when i just got home from a long travel to kl!

Being a housewife is one of my weird dreams! Wait.....it's not an ordinary housewife, but a superexcellent housewife, more alike my mother if possible. Right now, it is still too far to reach but at least i am trying.

My mother had been and still is my ultimate role model. What are things that she can't do? None!

She is a marvellous cook, she's a natural artist, she is a trusted teacher, she's a pleasant friends, she's a superwonderful mum, she's the best wife anyone can ask for, she is a caring daughter, she is a humble servant of Allah and she is everything I can imagine a perfect mother can be..huhu, i wish i can be her in so many ways.

Being extraordinary is not easy though. Plus, by being a women mean being too caring, and that on it's own is very demanding.

I am at the moment reading this very popular book entitled: Men from Mars, Women from Venus. It's indeed a life changing experience! I can't deny that it somehow has enlightened me.. and that's just 1/6 of the total content.

Anyway, it mentions about female-being, bornt a giver. She lives to gives others and sacrifice her own happiness (sometimes) to see others happy.

So, it's too demanding actually for women to be extraordinary and it's also dangerous for her relationship. As mentioned in that book, men are a natural self-ish (my own interpetation). They lake the awareness about other ppl other than their selves.

That's why, when a woman gives too much, and a man just fails to recognise the effort, it'll just turn the woman off.

However, coming to this point, as a muslim we learn the value of pahala and hereafter. Yes, in this world, we shall be so depressed and frustrated, but in hereafter, more regards awaits. That's only if we know and believe.

My resolution now is moderation! being an ordinary housewife and a good servant shall do the trick inshaAllah!

Regards,
RA

Can we work together...?

2 nights ago, i was reading a book entitled 'How to become a property millionaire' in front of the telly whilst my husband was studying in the computer room. I was so keen to finish the book because not just that it was very well written but also of its beneficial content.

Later, by my side, he was there. I was so immerse in the book that i failed to notice him walking pass me and sat next to me. He changed the channel and began the conversation.

"wow... you are so into the book!"

"Of course! well, i always like property ladder as i love interior designing and architecture" i looked at him and smile. He knew that too well too!

"If you are thinking about business, then just consider property investment. At least we can work together in here" I made the suggestion. That thought had been lingering in my brain for some times already, and i managed to convey it to him then. what a relief. He for once had mentioned about moving into business but i objected to his idea because i did not have that eager towards business... not until i found the book i mentioned earlier.

I did IB in KMB for 2 years and i took business as one of the minor subject. I did not have a choice, that's why i took it anyway. I dread every minutes of my time studying business because it wouldn't just stick to my brain..It just wouldn't, as simple as that! So, i made the conclusion that I am not a born-business minded!

Well, the main thing i want to share here was about how we seemed to be able to work together. While i was still drown with excitement, there was one section that i got confused about. It was a set of calculation and derivation. It's Maths! Owh, i wish i had the same brain i used have and be proud of back in my teenage years when maths was too simple to be moaning about..but not anymore. I am now with a different brain, maybe with just a tinge of maths, if any!huhu

He came to the picture. Well, i asked for his advice.

"Can you explain this to me?" I passed the book over to him.

He took some times to read and digest the content.

"Hmmm, well, this one.... and that one... They are....! Owh, wait, I can't make sense of it either!" He finally gave up..

While he was explaining, my brain was actually spinning so fast like a roller-coster, wanting to reach the most logical explaination. And i did come with something.

"what if he had set the amount of profit he wants before making out the figure?" I replied and before i managed to continue, he nodded..... He seemed to be enlightened for once.

"yurp, that's right...bla bla.." he completed the explaination!

wow! it occured to me that we can actually be a good couple and great partners! I was refering to business world. We can actually work together only and only if we want to!

regards
RA

RePosting: Ada apa dengan Bus?

I like this entry...it was a 3 years old posting!
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Satu hari, masa sedang masih menunggu bas di Stesyen Bus Piccadilly, kawan ku membuka bicara

"tunggu bus ni menekan jiwa raga betul!!"

Aku sengih. Mata ligat melihat orang lalu lalang. Aku balas balik "sabar....sabar..." sambil tersengih kambing lagi sekali.

"kalau rumah dekat, aku dah jalan balik...malas nak tunggu bas ni lama2" Kawan aku terus membebel. Kesian dia, seharian kelas dari pagi sampai petang, dan sekarang kene tunggu bus yg entah kenapa enggak mahu muncul2.

"ala...cam tak biasa menunggu jer ko nih." Aku yg mmg cool..(hekehk) bersuara. Terlintas di kotak fikiran ku akan sesuatu yg menarik.

"Eh, ko perasan tak? Tunggu bus ni ada persamaan ngan hidup. Matlamat hidup adalah rumah kita yg dituju. Perjalanan dan masa hidup adalah sepanjang jalan. Bus pulak adalah yg mampu bawa kita rumah dengan selamat. Kita tunggu bus, ibarat kita tunggu seorang insan bernama suami....."

"Fuh, mantap sungguh ko berkias. Tapi, betul jugak tuh. Kadang2 aku terpikir, yg mana satu jodoh kita? kalau dah ada org yg baik datang merisik, kenapa ditunggu2. Bukanker ada hadith dari Baginda Rasul, lebih kurang: jika ada orang lelaki yg baik, baik agamanya, cepatkanlah kawinkan anak perempuan tu." Berbicara kawan ku yg sikit benggang tadi. Alim jugak dia ni tau sikit sebanyak pasal hadith, alhamduliLlah.

"tau pun! So, tunggu jer bus mana2 yg datang.....tak kirala Stagecoach ker magicbus yg uzur, arriva, ataupun first.....supaya mudah, selamat dan cepat sampai pada destinasi yg dituju..Mengerti?" Aku jeling sinis pada dia yg sedang menyandar bosan pada tiang 'stand'.

"...yer la! mmg la aku kene pilih stagecoach, dah aku ada buspass. Lainla kalau ko nak belanja tambang bus arriva kesayangan ko tuh" jawab sahabat aku sambil memberi muka buruk ke arahku.

"haha......." aku tergelak besar dengan gelagat dia. Mata masih sibuk memandang hujung jalan, sambil mengharap ada kelibat bus biru,kuning, merah putih lambang stagecoach. Bulat mata ku bila akhirnya muncul juga yg dinanti dari tadi.

"yeay yeah......Akhirnya jejaka tampan bergaya sudah datang!!" meloncat gembira sahabat ku. Aku bangun melangkah ke tepi jalan.

"alamak..alamak.... NOT IN SERVICE!! aarrrghhhhh......bengang..!!!" sambung dia. "aku dah tak tahan......"

"tula....sapa suruh tunggu jejaka tampan bergaya tapi tak beriman??"aku sampuk sambil menepuk bahunya. "jap lagi kot!"

Selang tidak lama, bus biru gelap, usang tiba di perhentian itu. Kami melangkah sambil mengucap syukur. Walaupun magicbus itu selalu sajer kami kutuk kerana penuh bau masam (tak semua pun..hehe), bunyi-bunyian, dan getaran, tapi setidak2nya, dia sanggup memberikan kami keselamatan, kecepatan, dan kepastian untuk tuju ker rumah yg tersayang.

(hanya rekaan semata....dialog dihyperbolakan dan beza dari dialog asal....hehe)

wassalam

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A few weeks if i am not mistaken, my husband mentioned about my inactive blog.

"why don't you write things that you do each day...at least keep you occupied with something". He said readily.

I thought about blogging once more but the urge to pour everything into wording is just to demanding for my brain...haha! What an excuse...

Well, i used to make matter too complicated...once example is by making sure the posting i am about to post shall not have any mistake whatsoever.... or that post should at least benefit one people if not more...and most importantly, I have to satisfy with it in all aspect....Yes, i was too careful and perfectionist..(although i don't think i am that kind of person!, owh, well...maybe)

"I dont like thinking what people think of me..That's why i am active no more!" I replied.

hmmm....i knew exactly what he's about to answer me back...

"If that's so, then i have nothing more to say!" he glanced cynically at me.

"huuh...." i made a long face. I was aware that he had a point. I do not want to stay home doing nothing, so why not keep some notes of events like i used to do when i was little.

Some good few years back, it was during my 13th birthday, my beloved sister had given me a cute pink journal. It has a small lock by the side. It was a treasure.

Over the years, i kept my daytime preoccupied with books and by nightfall, i would come to the journal, jotting every significant details of events on that day. The most exciting part was obviously my days at school. I had a few SA back in high school and that would include my husband ..hahaha. So darling, if you read this entry, you may want to search for that small treasure of mine to see what impression i had on you years ago...

Eventually, i stopped writing once i got to KMB. I did once in a while open it but just to keep some notes in for example names of my future children...ahaks "yes, that was advance, but there's nothing wrong for being overprepared isn't it?". I brought the journal to manchester too and back to Malaysia again after 6years there. It was with me for as long as i can remember since the moment i knew a little about life till now.

I hope i do not bored anyone (if any) yet. Till next time which i shall not promise..

ps - not bothered to check spelling or grammer....hentam sajerr
RA