Thursday, October 29, 2009

Embrace every moment...

So yesterday, I was eating ice-cream while Insyirah was having her 'botol'. I guessed she must have been tempted from the way I was eating the double chocolate ice-cream since she put away her bottle and saying 'nak.. nak..' just after a couple of blinks. I surrendered to her persistent request after watching her sheer determination to have a taste of the ice-cream.

After a while, I was saying, "Insyirah.. see.. all comot now". Mak was the first to introduced the word 'comot' to Insyirah and since then she has been using the word 'mo-mot' to describe her teddy koala. Anyway, as I was saying "comot..comot" and at the same time, wiping off the ice-cream using the back of my hand, she looked at me and said "Mimi mo-mot (Ummi comot)". And surprisingly, she used the back of her hand to wipe an ice-cream mark on my lips. How could I not laughed...

And so, after we had the ice-cream session, I told Insyirah it was time to bed. I put her down and gave her the bottle. Soon after, I laid next to her, put my hand around her and gave her a snug. That was when she pulled off my spectacles, put it on the sofa and said "c'leep..c'leep (sleep.. sleep)" while at the same time used her hand to cover my eyes. And when I put back my glasses on and said "You sleep. Ummi wants to watch TV", she pulled it off again and wants me to go to sleep too. Adoi~~ Yes, I off everything right after that and soon she was asleep.

Alhamdulillah, I have had the chance to experience all this. I knew not all of us are lucky.

A friend of mine, posted on her blog of a story which is so disheartening. It would easily put anyone down to tears. It was a story of a baby who was just 108days old when she passed away. And she was their first child. When I read the post written by the mother, I could feel how strong she is and admire hers as well as her husband's courage in facing this test given by Allah. I pray that she would continue to be strong and for her to be blessed with a child soon.

After reading the entry, it only makes me feel that we should not left a second passes us by without being grateful and to not take our family for granted. Just simply because they are around today, doesn't guaranteed that they'll be with us tomorrow. Let them know for sure that we love them... before it is too late.

p/s: Al-fatihah to Nur Fatimah

Monday, October 26, 2009

How to be a successfull husband? - from Islamic perspective

This is the first time I actually read this, hence, I thought might as well share it here. So the ten tips start with:

1. Dress up for your wife, look clean and smell good.When was the last time us men went shopping for designer pajamas? Just like the husband wants his wife to look nice for him, she also wants her husband to dress up for her too. Remember that Rasul Allah - sal Allahu alayhi wa sallam - would always start with Miswak when returning home and always loved the sweetest smells.

2. Use the cutest names for your wife. Rasul Allah - sal Allahu alayhi wasallam - had nicknames for his wives, ones that they loved. Call your wife by the most beloved names to her, and avoid using names that hurt their feelings.

3. Don't treat her like a fly. We never think about a fly in our daily lives until it 'bugs' us. Similarly, a wife will do well all day - which brings no attention from the husband - until she does something to 'bug' him. Don't treat her like this; recognize all the good that she does and focus on that.

4. If you see wrong from your wife, try being silent and do not comment! This is one of the ways Rasul Allah - sal Allahu alayhi wa sallam - used when he would see something inappropriate from his wives - radi Allahu'anhunn. It's a technique that few Muslim men have mastered.

5. Smile at your wife whenever you see her and embrace her often. Smiling is Sadaqah and your wife is not exempt from the Muslim Ummah. Imagine life with her constantly seeing you smiling. Remember also those Ahadith when Rasul Allah - sal Allahu alayhi wa sallam - would kiss his wife before leaving for Salah, even if he was fasting.

6. Thank her for all that she does for you. Then thank her again! Take for example a dinner at your house. She makes the food, cleans the home, and a dozen other tasks to prepare. And sometimes the only acknowledgement she receives is that there needed to be more salt in the soup. Don't let that be; thank her!

7. Ask her to write down the last ten things you did for her that made her happy. Then go and do them again. It may be hard to recognize what gives your wife pleasure. You don't have to play a guessing game, ask her and work on repeating those times in your life.

8. Don't be little her desires. Comfort her. Sometimes the men may look down upon the requests of their wives. Rasul Allah - sal Allahu alayhi wasallam set the example for us in an incident when Safiyyah - radi Allahu'anha - was crying because, as she said, he had put her on a slow camel. He wiped her tears, comforted her, and brought her the camel.

9. Be humorous and Play games with your wife. Look at how Rasul Allah - sal Allahu alayhi wa sallam - would race his wife Aisha - radi Allahu'anha - in the desert. When was the last time we did something like that?

10. Always remember the words of Allah's Messenger - sal Allahu alayhi wa sallam: "The best of you are those who treat their families the best. And I am the best amongst you to my family." Try to be the best!

The author's (Muhammad AlShareef) conclusion: Never forget to make Dua to Allah - azza wa jall - to make your marriage successful. And Allah ta'ala knows best !!

Thursday, October 22, 2009

It's fun I tell you :)

I wonder how I could make PhD journey a fun thing to do! Hmmm... *thinking*

Wednesday, October 21, 2009


adeh.. lapar.

Anyway, one of the emails in my inbox today is on H1N1 vaccination. While I wasn't among the recommended people to get the vaccination,
Yaby is. He's in the category of "People with underlying chronic conditions" i.e. having asthma. And so the question really comes down to whether to have it or not.

I am quite sure many have got circulation emails stating that H1N1 is a genetically modified viruses.. in another email H1N1 is claimed to be a conspiracy scheme led by the US to gain profit from people buying the vaccination in order to improve their economy.. and the latest that I received was a study on the vaccination itself which indicates that the vaccination could decrease life
expectancy and can jeopardise the human reproduction system. <-- not verified though I personally kesian to those who are listed in the 'recommended people' since surely to some, they might have the big question mark hanging on their head i.e. "Is this really the best option?"

Friday, October 16, 2009

An open letter to Yaby.. :P

Since mid this year, I've been pestering yaby (again) to buy non practical stuff as a gift for our fifth year anniversary (I realized the idea has always come and go. hohoho).

Ever since we were both together, I've gotten mostly electronic gadgets from him like an ipod or a handphone. For this occasion too, he did suggest a brand new plasma tv or a new laptop as a better gift for me.

I know Yaby.. I know. It's a waste of money buying those stuff since we can't actually 'use' it. But you know.. I am just being a woman. I've tried to stay as practical as I could. But at times, that inner voice, keeps echoing. Reminding myself that I need to pamper myself with all those beautiful things. Nak buat macam mana Yaby.

Yaby, I know that it's not that often that you would open my blog. But in case you happen to read this, this is my attempt to use pantun as a means to pujuk you laaa. Hope you can see it through me how badly I want for a Pandora! LOL

Saw a bus coming into Sir Fred,
Quickly kejar for wanting a bus so bad,
Oh yaby please laa I beg,
Ni every 5 years aje I get.

Tengok kiri kanan then I crossed the road laju macam jet,
Lucky the kind hearted driver waited for me to get on,
Oh yaby, its not that I want a complete set,
You buy me two or three charms dulu jer then baru move on.

Alhamdulillah I reached the office safely,
As usual, Friday the office can be quite sunyi sepi,
Oh yaby, you are my one and only,
If yaby beli memang confirm Po happy giler b*bi!!! :P

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

yes please...

OK, I have 15 minutes before I have to start working again.

Yesterday night I had this one funny yet scary dream. I can't recall most of the scenes in the dream but I remember the part that left me awake.

In that dream, I make someone dear to me upset. As in big time disappointed.

In the dream she asked me "Are you sure that you like being a Malaysian?". I said 'Of course'. Then she said, "then why are you talking in that intonation (In**nesian)?". With a laugh, I answered "Itu main2 je laaa". Then she continued bombarded me with other questions of "why I do this" and "why is that". And one the most hilarious question is "dah tu, how come you don't know who is Datuk K?". Just to keep the record straight, I know who is Datuk K and I am quite sure the name was registered in my unconscious mind since I just had a little discussion on Siti's life a few days ago.

Later in the dream I was trying hard to appologize and convince her that I love Malaysians.

To be honest, this had happened to me once in real life. Only is, the case was different. Yup, without realising, I actually made someone close to me 'terasa hati' for just being myself and acting the way I always am. And yes, tears was spilled during the confrontation.

It is just really hard to please and make everyone happy. We could try but we could never really be sure. So I say, we do have to try to bersangka baik as much as we could. And there are times when we just have to let something masuk telinga kiri and keluar telinga kanan. Hohohoho

That's it. My 15minutes. Happy working people! ;)

p/s: still have 3 minutes to bancuh tea. Yeay~

Monday, October 12, 2009

On the note~ having lunch....

On the note, it's almost a week since Insyirah stop BF-ing and yesterday night Insyirah shows a positive 'sleeping' pattern. One thing that I've got from all this wanting-to-stop-BF-ing is that BF-ing is really the best option. You don't have to worry if the 'output' is ever going to finish and seriously you don't have to bother waking up rushing to the kitchen and to warm the fresh milk before Insyirah start screaming. :P LOL

Friday, October 9, 2009


Thought of like giving a quick update on Insyirah since some of you have been asking on it.

Alhamdulillah, Insyirah has managed to drink whole milk from the bottle. And yes, I am giving her fresh whole milk instead of formula. The only reason for that is because, Insyirah doesn't seems to like the taste of the formula. We have tried three brand which all ended up her drinking only a few ounces. That said, I am giving her kids multivitamin.

So she can kinda sleep on her own now. That's a very good thing. Hence, no more facebook via mobile session for me. But she do call for her BM once or twice. And when I said "do you mean 'bottle'?", she will quickly say 'BOTOL'. hehe...

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Today.. opps, I mean, yesterday, I made my biggest decision ever. I've decided to stop giving BM to Insyirah.

It is a heart breaking moment... at least for myself. *sigh* As of now, it has been ten hours since Insyirah has a little taste of 'me'.

I have to. It is for sure a sacrifice on Insyirah's part. This last three months, is very crucial. I need an excellent result while at the same time start my write up. In other words, extra focus and more alone time. I am sorry baby Ummi. This 'torment' of yours will end soon InsyaAllah.

Of course the thought of "am I being ridiculously selfish" came across my mind. But I just don't see an alternative. Insyirah literally clings to me. She wanting my attention. And so I thought maybe, maybe what makes her clings to me is the fact that I am BF-ing her. Maybe, if I stopped, it would be easier for others to step-in and comfort her. Maybe, she would learned to be more independent faster. Although I didn't really want the latter point a hundred percent. *sigh*

There have been times when I felt I am becoming 'stupid' and if only I could be like one of my senior who are able to finish in three years despite that she had a pregnancy each year which are all$ boys. Salute to her. When I let my heart out to Cz, she reminded me of the 'wheel'. There are the good times and the bad times. She said I might going through one of the toughest time and soon I might found a greater success once the wheel turns again. ameeeen. InsyaAllah.

OKlah, it's 1:35am now. There are much waiting left for me tomorrow. To all of you who are experiencing the same road as I am, jom do more solat hajat and remind ourselves to put trust to Allah. Yakin that He will help and guide us.

Good night peeps... :)

Thursday, October 8, 2009

it's THE climb

So valid with all this PhD thingy... my latest 'love' song :P


The Climb

Songwriters: Alexander, J; Mabe, J;

I can almost see it
That dream I am dreaming
But there's a voice inside my head saying
"You'll never reach it"

Every step I'm taking
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking

But I gotta keep trying
Gotta keep my head held high

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose

Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb

The struggles I'm facing
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down
But no, I'm not breaking

I may not know it
But these are the moments that
I'm gonna remember most, yeah
Just gotta keep going

And I, I got to be strong
Just keep pushing on

'Cause there's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose

Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb, yeah!

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Somebody's gonna have to lose

Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb, yeah!

Keep on moving, keep climbing
Keep the faith, baby
It's all about, it's all about the climb
Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa