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Tuesday, May 30, 2006 Feeling ecstatic


I am so excited for my twin sis who is leaving tonight to perform Umrah. She is feeling very nervous and already missing her two kids whom she is leaving under my care. I assured her many times that I will take care of her darlings first class. I even joke with her that her elder son will be fit under my care and she doesn’t have to worry about him putting on extra weight. Naughty Firdaus is 5 years old and his darling sis amirra is 18 months. She thought I was being serious and told me not to do such things hehe. She loves her kids to bits :) I for once think back our old days when we in our teenage years. She was the last sis in my family to wear the hijab. We are four gals in the family. When my youngest sis started wearing the hijab before her, my mom wanted her to wear it too but she was not ready then.I have seen many changes in her all these years and I am so proud to say that she has become my role model. I seek her advices from time to time and when I see her performing her prayers religiously every time, I see myself to be just like her, Inshallah. We rush with our daily lives but when it comes to prayers, some of us take our time to do it but my sis has put her prayers first all the time. God has made it possible for her to make Umrah this year (alhamdulilah) and she is the first among us sisters to do it. I pray that she performs her Umrah well and next will be the haj INSHALLAH. I can’t wait for her to be back and tell us her experience. I’ve got to wait two weeks for that.

Best wishes my dear. I love you guyz (my sisters):)

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Thursday, May 25, 2006 This, I agree.

I am a colon!
Find your own pose!




my ans to the last question....I LOVE paint smell. But what does it got to do with the sleeping pose? I've got no idea.

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Monday, May 22, 2006 1 to 10..."maashallah"


My baby can count from 1 to 10. Few days ago , all she can say was 1.2.3.....6.7.8..... Yesterday to my surprise, she counted from 1 to 10 without missing any numbers. She was playing with her papa in the room and all of a sudden my DH called me to the room. I was in the kitchen washing the dishes. Both daughter and papa came out to the hall...he told me, "zoha can count till 10!" I was thinking she will be missing out the 4 and 5 but I still encouraged her to count the numbers. She went like this, "1.2.3.4.5" and she stopped for few seconds before continuing "6.7.8.9.10". I dropped my dishes on the basin and clapped my hands. We are definitely very proud of our little darling for her BIG effort. I think it is useful to count while we climb stairs and that is what I usually do with DZ. We both count the stairs loudly and I don't care if I am get stared at because I am teaching my darling how to count.

My next task is to teach her the Alphabets.

Songs that my DZ can sing now :
1. Barney's "I LOVE YOU" song. She goes like this..." I love you, you love me, we are happy fami'wy', great big hug, kiss to you. I love you, you love me"
2. "Happy Bday" song. 3. "See-saw...up and down, you go up and I come down". She can play to the song, "If you happy and you know it, clap your hand...". She knows Barney and his friends...She even knows the songs sequence in her barney cd...that shows how many times she has watched that cd.

Yesterday was the first time that she slept without her pacifier. She started sucking on the pacifier when she was a baby. She used to cry alot and my dear sister forced it on her then. Thanks to my darling sister, I am faced with this challenge as to stop her from using the pacifier I have to be harsh on this as I find her teeth are not coming out nice and she is so dependent on it. In the middle of the night, she finds for her pacifier or "theem" she calls it, with her eyes closed and put it in her mouth. The first thing she looks for is the pacifier. I decided to do something about this and yesterday I did it. She cried alot at night asking for her "theem" and I had to pacify her saying that I left it at her grandma house. She cried to sleep. She cried in the middle of the night and even in the morning. Her first night without the pacifier. I am not sure what will happen tonight. Will I let her have the "theem"?

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Thursday, May 18, 2006 zoha in hijab

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Tuesday, May 16, 2006 Is it wrong?

Is it wrong to call a friend's mother as "MA"? Well it sounds not right here but this is what happen. I've known this friend since high school and we belong to the indian muslim community here so we basically know each other's family. I have been to her place many times and likewise she and her mom have come over to many of our functions. This friend is a year younger than me and I treat her like my younger sis. We attended each other's wedding, visited each other when we gave birth, went outings together and met in many other functions. We are not only friends but related as we've got the same clan. Well so I thought it was ok for me to call her mom as "MA" out of respect and I thought I was very close to her daughter. Not that she got any son of marriageable age and as if I am single looking for a guy to settle down with ...She told me that I should not be calling her "MA" and she corrected me that I should be calling her "Marni" (in tamil)...it means SIL. She is a fifty plus year old lady, same age as my mom...another reason why I called her "MA". I have to call her SIL....err that sound real wierd for me and makes me sound like I am very OLD. I don't know but I am not comfortable calling her SIL...I will just smile the next time I see her and not make any conversation with her. I am not very good with how I should call my relatives but I don't want to embarrass myself again. It is NOT easy making our relatives happy....

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I am bored so is this post :D

For once I was glad I was not standing there alone and was with my mom and younger sis. We went down to Geylang bazaar last weekend and we were waiting for my twin sis at Paya Lebar MRT station. It has become a meet up place for those foreign workers working here. I saw girls coming out from the ladies scantily dressed, meeting their Bangladesh boyfriends, walking to the escalator hand in hand. Most of them were in pairs and those who do not have dates, stand there looking at girls, making eye contact or small talk with the girls who are without any guy company. We even saw two guys trying in vain to get girlfriends but they were disappointed as they make their way up to the train. Maybe they were going to try their luck in the train. I aw a Chinese man waiting for one of these girls as she joins him when she came out from the ladies and it looked like the man was waiting for her long because when she joined him, he did not budge from his place and the girl had to pull him by his hand to get going. I was thinking …does his wife know he is out with another woman or maybe he is not married…? Well that was not my concern but this place is always crowded with the Muslim community and standing there with my mom, sister and my DZ, I do not want to wait there long and thankfully my sis was not late and we left that place fast.
I thought things were cheap and affordable at Geylang Market but now the prices have gone up. I bought a top that cost 35 bucks from a shop and most of the suits or tops were going for more than 50 dollars. Kurtis were sold at 15 dollars and more. There were lots of nice kurtis but I got scarves for 5 dollars each and I grab 6 scarves but one of the scarves cost me 20 bucks. Was I overcharged? The lady said those were Italy scarves and they are more expensive than the rest. I am not sure…it was too hot in there and my sisters had to go for their Arabic classes so we did our shopping fast and off we went back home in cab. My DZ did not enjoy the shopping as it was too hot for her. She slept nicely once we were in the cab. When we reached home, I tried on my top and it somehow did not look great…I meant the color…it was nice with all the lightings in the shop and when I tried it on at home, it looked dull…there goes my 35 bucks. The best part of the shopping was we brought home an extra plastic bag of scarves and jilbab (long dress) that does not belong to us. Ooops! We have to bring it back this weekend and more shopping coming up but strictly NO waiting at Paya Lebar MRT station.

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Thursday, May 11, 2006 my obession... Part II

I was very crazy over henna painting before my marriage and after that, I just had no time and patience to practice it but hey I still love henna painting. I used to paint my hands whenever my good friend went for her henna assignments and she would give me a cone or two as she knew I love putting henna. Tomorrow is my cousin's engagement and I am so excited for her & for myself cos I stayed awake till midnight to put henna on my hand after my DZ went to bed. My MIL and SIL even saw my henna painted hand when they came online in msn. My DH chats with his family every night and I was sitting on my bed painting my hand at the time. My MIL commented that the henna was nice and it will be more nice if I wear bangles. "Yes! Ammi" :D By the way, I bought the cone from there and the color of the henna turned out maroon this morning. I lovvvveeeeeee it.

I remembered my SIL shopped for suits and bangles for me before my trip back to Singapore. She bought me an orange bangle set to go with my orange suit. But we were putting things inside the suitcase the last minute that I forgot about the bangles on the table. When we were on our way to the airport, my SIL asked me where were my bangles as my hands were bare. I realised then that I had left it on the table and I was feeling sad bec I really liked the set. My SIL took out half of her bangle set and gave it to me. I was feeling bad and I told her it's ok. The next time I am there, I will wear the set and there is no need for her to give hers. She insisted that I wear it...she even bought me jasmine bangles from those guys who goes from car to car carrying those string of jasmine bangles on the road, while waiting for the traffic light to turn green. what can I say...I love her alot ya. We are so alike in our thoughts. Even alot of them who came for papa's majlis commented that I looked like her and that I am her younger sister. She treats me like that too. She is really a nice person. I pray God to give her lots of happiness in her life.

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Wednesday, May 10, 2006 my recent obsession


Ever since I am back from Karachi, I can't forgot my love for colourful bangles, dupatta over my head all the time instead of my usual hijab,
shalwar kameez day in and out, eye for those colorful wide range of materials and fancy shalwar kameez suits & khussa
everytime I step into those shops and most importantly my MIL's cooking, my SILs & the childrens abundant love and brother in-laws fun and laughter.
Even back home, I wear bangles when I go out, dare to wear dupatta with my suits plus my hijab and I even told my mom that I am going to ditch my jeans for shalwar kameez :D but you know jeans are so so comfortable to be in...I got to REconsider that again...maybe sometimes in jeans and sometimes in shalwar kameez or even better kameez with jeans hehe. My mom told me to get rid of the jeans and I was surprised that she said it instantly. I was in love with all suits in the shops but alas my suitcase is just not enough for all. I will update more about my trip and the funny moments whenever I think back on my life in karachi.

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