Ya Allah

....Ya Allah

....Sekiranya dia adalah suami pilihan Mu diArash
....berilah aku kekuatan dan keyakinan untuk terus bersamanya.

....Sekiranya dia adalah suami yang akan membimbing tanganku dititianMu
....kurniakanlah aku sifat kasih dan redha atas segala perbuatannya

....Sekiranya dia adalah bidadara untuk ku di Jannah Mu
....limpahkanlah aku dengan sifat tunduk dan tawaduk akan segala perintahnya

....Sekiranya dia adalah yang terbaik untukku di DuniaMu
....peliharalah tingkah laku serta kata-kataku dari menyakiti perasaannya

....Sekiranya dia adalah jodoh yang dirahmati olehMu
....berilah aku kesabaran untuk menghadapi segala kerenah dan ragamnya

....Amin

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Happenings in December/January/February

Fuhh...fuhh..blow away all the spider webs in this blog. Hehe..been too preoccupied lately. 

What with the surprising news from my niece Dora.. springing a surprise that she has found a soul mate and his parents were coming up to 'meet-the-bakal-besan'. Rushed down to malacca. They then set the date of the engagement (tho' frankly me and anne would be happier if they just got married). 1st date chosen was 15 january, then the mil-to-be called up and asked if they cud bring the date forward to 15 december. Almost had a relapse there! Then it was set to be the day before Dora fly back to Adelaide. Did my usual stuff of preparing the hantaran..all 7 dulangs of it, in silver, black and white. It all went well on the day. Alhamdulillah..


Meanwhile, I took up the government offer of RM500. I qualified. Got Faiz to download the necessary forms. Submitted the completed form to LHDN. And the wait begins.


Few days ago, I received the letter asking me to collect the voucher at a school nearby. Letter stated, collection time is between 2-6pm on Sunday. So just before 2pm, I asked my son to send me there as I suspect that parking will be troublesome. Walked the 100meters to the school hall. Many others were all heading in the same direction. As I approached the main gate, the security guard manning the gate was grumbling as some people insist on parking in the school grounds, and they were not ferrying disabled or old people. 


Joined the others who were queuing at the entrance of the hall. About 20 people were allowed in each time. The old and invalids (on wheelchairs or with walking aids) were allowed to walk right in. Now the confusion begins as soon as we stepped inside the hall. There was utter chaos as there was no clear instruction as to where we are supposed to go next. There was a band of Puteri Um*no and several Wani*ta Um*no were around to assist us, but they were just as confused. I showed my letter to one of the P-Um*no. She in turn, asked another more senior P-Um*no and I was told to register at Table 9. Almost everyone was asked to queue at Table 9! Step-by-step, I neared the table. Finally I was there in front of the SYT. Handed her my letter. Nope, she couldn't find my name in her list. She passed my letter to her colleague (Table 8 - no one was in her queue. Strange!). They asked me to take a seat first while they sort out my problem (my name wasn't in any of the list).


Finally after the letter got passed from one person to another, they figured out what was the problem. They quote "masaalah teknikal". I was supposed to come in the morning. Ya lahh.. my name starts with "I" after all. (After session starts with "N"). Haish.. I was made to sit in another corner, while the P-Um*no retrieve my voucher for me. (Yeaaa...I don't have to queue to register and then further wait for my number to be called to get the voucher.) They handed me the voucher and told me (unfortunately) I have to cash it at the bank the next day. Fine by me!

Walked out of the hall and called Faiz. He was parked nearby and off I went to the car.


So tomorrow I would have to go to the bank and comfortably cash the voucher.
 

My Jantung Hati

This is my eldest grand daughter FATIN. She's 3 years old last september. Typically a girl! See a camera, strike a pose!

This is my second grand daughter, FARAH. She turned 2 months, last Dec, 12. Not much hair grown yet, since her shave, cleverly covered by the flower head band.

Kakak Fatin loves Adik Farah.

My Prayers

Dear GOD, 
Please..Oh please..


My prayer for 2012 is for a FAT bank account and a THIN body.


Please don't mix these up like you did this year!

hahahahah...

Memories...

As I was driving, heard a message coming in, on my green phone. Its either the banks or my sister. She is on the blue telco, so it is easier to call or send message to me on my green phone, which is on the blue telco too. Anyway, parked my car in the driveway before I read her message...
"In a sentence, which is object and which is subject?" 
My first reaction was, "Huh??"


Okay, suspects that it is related to Afnan's homework. We speak english but we don't care much about the rules. Quickly turned on the laptop and googled the information. I had better get the correct information before I embarrass myself in front of Afnan.


Simply said, "the subject is the person/thing doing the action", whilst "the object is the person/thing receiving or affected by the action". The verb will be the action.


Armed with that information, I returned her call. It turned out that she was doing HER 'arab' homework while waiting for her car to be serviced. Hahaha.. Afnan jugak yang kena!


This brought back memories of teaching english to adults. 

22 July 2011

As usual these days, Faiz woke me up just before he leaves for work. I will trail after him and turn off all lights before I crawl back into bed and watched "Criminal Minds" on the laptop. Doze off and before I will only wake up when KA gets up. The doter is really serious about catching up on lost sleep while in college. 


Since it is almost too late for breakfast, I decided to pop into Z&I for a very early lunch (or so i thought!). There was a group of 'datins' already there getting packed lunch. I ordered nasi beriyani gam while KA asked for pecal and mee hoon. Somehow, the beriyani did not 'hit' me as the nasi hanith at Saba'.


Went home and pestered Faizal into sending Faiz's motorbike to SQ for repairs. Since it was already lunch time, no one was there to assist us. So Faizal went back while KA and I decided to continue into Nilai3. All KA wants for Hari Raya, is a kurung top to match the leopard design skirt that Kak Long gave her.


Went straight to our usual shop, toured the plain material section and finally decided on a matching piece. Luckily KA had the fore-sight to bring the skirt. After paying for the material, we crossed over to the other side of the road and straight into our favorite 'cotton-dress shop'. Hmm..not much selection yet. I guess they are waiting for next month when there will be a bigger exodus. Passed by the 'asam-titbit' shop. Bought KA some titbits. After that I went into another of my favorite shop to get some house coats and a dress for my little princess. 


Thought of going straight to Ani's house to send the material for tailoring but the weather was too hot and I was starting to feel tired. Got home, took a bath and turn on the air conditioner. Bliss..

Be Thankful

Be thankful that you don't already have everything you desire. 

If you did, what would there be to look forward to?

Be thankful when you don't know something, 

for it gives you the opportunity to learn.

Be thankful for the difficult times. 

During those times you grow.

Be thankful for your limitations, 

because they give you opportunities for improvement.

Be thankful for each new challenge, 

because it will build your strength and character.

Be thankful for your mistakes. 

They will teach you valuable lessons.

Be thankful when you're tired and weary, 

because it means you've made a difference.

It's easy to be thankful for the good things. 

A life of rich fulfillment comes to those 

who are also thankful for the setbacks. 

Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive. 

Find a way to be thankful for your troubles, 

and they can become your blessings.

~Author Unknown~