Wednesday, 14 December 2011

If you seem to be reading this blog.. :)

Assalamualaikum and BIG Welcome 
to anyone who has accidentally found this blog!!



I haven't been really expecting any readers, since this blog is sooo simple, and the contents are just mere ramblings of myself..it is a bit embarrassing to have readers..hehe.

Well actually at first I wanted to share this page with anyone around the world, so that I could continue to share my life experience as I find it realy helpful to read the stories of others may they be inspirational or not, just to know that I am not alone in the world. I think blog readers get my point..hehe..

However, since many things came up lately, I decided not to invite the public to view this blog unless!! you accidentally found it..so I consider that to be.fate? a little thing or two in this blog might be helpful to you..

This blog was then decided to be dedicated to my children. So they could travel back in time to witness their parents' moments. If they get bored, hopefuly they will find beneficial advice if not guidance to them later..insyaALLAH.

So just in case, ALLAH Has Selected you to view this very naive writings, please do enjoy..I hope you'll get something from here. I really hope it'll be a blessing rather than another thing that bores you.hehe..


AHLAN WASAHLAN!
Please enjoy and I appologise for any inappropriate details mentioned in any of my entries.
may ALLAH BLESS!!!

Sunday, 11 December 2011

a moment separated..


Bismillah..:)

So last night it was the Real Madrid vs Barcelona's big game.
Note that Hubby is an exceptional soccer player..but he's not a huge fan of watching games..which is a very good thing, since we won't always be fighting for the remote ( we dont even have one to begin with..) anywys, you kinda get the point.. but last night was a big game..how big, i have no idea bcause I am not a fan of not just soccer or football, but sports in a whole..but i knew it was a big game since everyone was talking about it..

So, I decided to let Hubby watch the game, however the game starts at 11pm! Though he wasn't making a big deal of wanting to watch it so badly, I somehow felt bad and I thought I should let him watch, perhaps we could use this given time to catch up with our long lost friends...haha..

So off I went to the HK'S ! beit HusnulKhotimah..oh what a name, ameen to that Ya Rabb..

I enjoyed our evening studying and watching a series, and chit chatting, until it was bedtime..

I was missing my hubby so very much I thought I could cry...I gave him a call and we wished each other salam, then I went to bed..

Of COURSE I couldnt sleep!!!

till about 2 am plus?

Then I was too tired struggling with my p***** pain.hehe..dozed off anyways..:)

I havent heard the other side of the story..I bet hubby had a great time..but I'm sure he missed me too..

Can't wait to see him soon..
Thanks Allah for this sense of belonging you grant upon us.

Alhamdulillah for a Hubby I'm able to love, to care for, to hug tightly, to cry with, and to miss upon..

I vow to do better as a wife. May He love me as much as I love him. (or maybe more..hehe)

Sunday, 4 December 2011

Warmth

Warmth is having a hot chocolate with a bestfriend,
Warmth is cuddling up in a thick double layered balnket,
Warmth is listening to raindrops while reading a good book,
Warmth is with the color of brown or maybe dark brick-red,
Warmth is having dinner with close relatives,
Warmth is sharing your biscuits with those around you in lectures,
Warmth is hugging your loved-ones so tightly and never let go,
Warmth is by loading up a backseat of a taxi with four of your size during a cold day,
Warmth is by listening to your parents' voices thru the telephone,
Warmth is smiling while you are sleeping,
Warmth is when you pray, all covered up, and focused to ask for mercy and forgiveness,
Warmth is when your heart smiles thru all the hiccups of life,
Warmth is when you are held deep in His Love,
vsualising His Love in everything you see,
not just the heater, but even in the freezing water,
that will purify your soul, and you shall be warm in the midst of praising,
The Creator of Warmth.

mujaahadah for wudhu' during winter nights (and days!). Allah yusahhil!!!

a new day has come!

Alhamdulillah,
waking up to the song "waiting for the call" by Irfan Makki, is just refreshing..
though ive been sleeping for almost 3 full days. Today I feel a bit better, probably because of the effect of the meds.

Feeling so weak and soo cold with pain and tenderness all over makes the blanket feel soo warm and soo inviting to sail me through my dreams away from the lies of the reality.

Though today i woke up shocked by a nightmare and sweating all over..Pain seems to grow more and more, making me feel heavier like ive gained 1000 pounds.

But maybe this is the rest that i wanted so much after a period of the rocky rocky road..
I feel closer to Him when I pray in this weak body. finally admitting that I am none other than just His tiny servant. only His Creation whom at anytime can He Take Back the ni'mah of health. or at anytime can He Call Back to return to Him.

But somehow today, after listening to this wonderful song by Irfan Makki, I feel refreshed! and maybe it's time to commence my journey of my Mujaahadah in the field of medicine, and also in the field of being a solehah wife and daughter. insyaALLAH..

wake up! It's dayligt!
let be gone the nightmares of last night's sleep,
let be gone the sadness of yesterdays,
Bismillah,
let's start a new day!
(tho asr is approaching..hehe)
a new day has come.
Alhamdulillah

Sunday, 27 November 2011

Planning!

Bismillahirrahmaanirraheem.

so far my plans seem to be totally haywire.
I really need to take some time to seek advice,
and perform loads of istikharah!

May I be strong enough.
to organize,
to plan,
to follow the plans.
insyaALLAH.

Friday, 25 November 2011

My very first baby. is back where it belongs.

This is Adam, one of the cutest baby I've ever seen.

Dear Allah,

Firstly I'd like to thank You for all Your blessings of giving me a wonderful husband, whom I enjoy getting to know more and more everyday. Getting to know him has made me gain new experiences, with new dreams, new goals to achieve, may it be personally or something we both share together.

Thank You also for giving me the chance to be pregnant even for very few days. It has changed me as a person and the way I look into the world now, especially into the eyes of the mothers.

I have had the chance to feel the love of a mother to her child and it was amazing. For those few days I have felt very nervous as i thought that a huge responsibility has been assigned to me. Every day I want to become a better person, and every move I make sure is a good influence and according to the Sunnah.I was just  uplifted by the joy of being able to conceive.

Despite all the joy that I have, I felt very nervous as the age of the baby was going to reach the 6th week, when the baby gets its Ruh and heartbeat. This was a great and grand event and I considered it unworldly cause it was only going to take a miracle for things like that to happen. and only You my ALLAH, is the Master of all miracles. I was praying hard that the miracle would overwhelm me in a good way.

But things didn't get that far. I'm sorry that during all the pain I was thinking too much of myself mostly. I became confused of what to pray for. I wanted this baby but it is You isn't it who Makes the choice? In the end I prayed for the best. It was really hard to see that my progress was not for the better. It was sad to see how spirited my husband was eventhough I knew it has came to the end.

But I still thank You, for those few days you have made our marriage stronger. We have both grown closer to each other thru the struggles. Perhaps this is the gift behind the pain that we had. That we could both look into each other's eyes and thank You for giving us the gift of companionship.and I still thank You for giving me a surprise of ability to do good in the exam. I remember standing still at the 4th station thanking you, still feeling that it was unbelievable that my paper was not empty.

and most of all I thank you, that you gave me such a wonderful experience. I now understand how a mother feels of her babies. ok maybe only 2 % of it. but as people around me told me "Probably the next one would be better" I said to myself, "If that baby was mine, there's no way the second is any better than this one.My baby is perfect, whether he makes it out or not." And thus I understand there is no preference in the love of a mother to their children. They're all the same, all of them equally perfect. :)

I realised a mother's love was really overwhelming. Credits to my mother.and my mother's mother. and my father's mother, and my husband's mother, and to all the mothers in the world. Oh you are soo blessed. so blessed with so much love, uncontainable love. unconditional love, great , huge, grand grand love.

Credits to the ArRahmaan. The source of all the love in the world , even those unworldly ones.









"Bayangkan kasih sayang seorang ibu dan kalikan dengan seribu. atau kalikan dengan sejuta, atau pun lebih dari itu.Itu pun belum boleh menggambarkan Kasih Sayang ALLAH."





Oh Allah. Allah. Allah!

I thank You and I love You.
Please Love me back. and my husband too, and my family and friends too, and my future babies too(if You Will)
Gather us in Your Love together with ArRasul Al Ameen, Nabiyyu SAW.


Ameen ya Rabb.

Married with Alhamdulillah !

10.09.11

after almost 2 years of engagement,
this beautiful day came to approach,
and it was pure bliss.
Many thanks to our family members and close friends.
Countless Tasbeeh and Tahmeed to the Almighty ALLAHU AKBAR!