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Tuesday, September 26, 2006 it's all in the mind???

I can't agree to this right now...having no control of my mind at this moment of my life...all I can think is the overwhelming feeling of what is going inside me. Just when I thought my ramadan was off to a great start...only God knows best.

10:15 PM |4 comments

Monday, September 25, 2006 1st day of Ramadan

It was 4am in the morning. I was awake by a soft knock on the door. I was not sure if I really heard a knock on my room door or it was only a dream? I went back to sleep as I got to be up in half an hour's time. I heard someone knocking on the door again and it was louder than the first one. It came only once. I was very sure it was not a dream and I woke dh to check out who was at the door. He got up from his sleep, open the door and no one was there. I told him to check on his brother. He went to the next room and saw his bro sleeping. I was very scared by this time. My dh came back to the room, told me that it was just a dream and went back to his sleep. I could not sleep and held dh's hand very tight. DZ was sound asleep and I made sure I did not wake her up. I kept nudging dh. I was listening to the empty sound in the room when the phone rang at 4.30am. I knew it was my mom waking us up for suhoor. I dare not go out of the room and woke dh up again. He was frustrated but he got up and answered the phone. I told him I heard the knock and I was scared. He accompanied me to the kitchen and switched on the lights. He walked to sunny's room and I followed him. Sunny woke up and told us that he knocked on our room door twice. It was then my hubby realised that I was not dreaming. I slept dh's hand and I walked to the kitchen without fear :D. For a moment, I thought that it was all in my dream like what my hubby told me.

It was great to begin our fast on a sunday. We got up late in the morning and I cleaned the house, resting in between and playing with dz. She was such a darling as she watched disney channel all by herself and not disturbed mommy while she was busy cleaning the house. We went over to my mom's place for iftar and I was glad dh was on time to break fast together with the rest of the family.

One of the great things about Ramadan is family bonding***

Now that my prayers are all on time, alhamdulilah, I need to work on those extra prayers. O Allah, guide me in my prayers and keep my dz safe while I am praying.

12:10 AM |3 comments

Tuesday, September 05, 2006 Random thoughts

Yesterday after work, I was in the bus when I saw this one lady occupying more than one seat. She had her paper bags in the other seat. As usual, the bus was very crowded. I felt like slapping her when she just stared at the other lady who was standing in front. How stupid and ignorant can one be?
I remembered one time, I was standing behind this lady in a crowded train when my bag accidentally hit her leg and she was not happy. She gave me that angry look as if I did that on purpose. I was super mad so I just stared at her. I wanted her to confront me or something like that but she got off the train and she stared at me before getting off. I possibly can't force open the train door after that :D
During my pregnancy stage, I get on the bus hoping to find a seat and sit down but that was never the case for me. It was always crowded and no one gave up their seat. One lady in scarf ignored me, a guy pretended to sleep....I had enough of these pretenders. After that day, I had my papa fetch me back home. He still does it :) My sister experienced the same too. She told me she had to stand near the door when she was pregnant. That is so scary.
I met a pervert old man in a bus and I refuse to sit beside any old man now.
After thinking back on all these, the more I should invest my salaries into those driving classes and get my license soon or give DH the green signal to learn Class 2. I've got an idea. I can instigate DH to ask his boss to sponsor him. That way, I can get DH to pay for my lessons and his boss to pay for his *evil smile*. Well I think it might work out because according to my colleague, whenever I tell stories about DH's boss, she thinks he is a gay. I would not want to go into details cos nothing is safe in the internet.

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1:20 AM |7 comments

Friday, September 01, 2006 Let start the...

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[2:185] "Ramadan is the month during which the Quran was revealed, providing guidance for the people, clear teachings, and the statute book. Those of you who witness this month shall fast therein. Those who are ill or traveling may substitute the same number of other days. GOD wishes for you convenience, not hardship, that you may fulfill your obligations, and to glorify GOD for guiding you, and to express your appreciation."



I called for a meeting yesterday evening @ my place. The members present were DH, my bil , DZ and myself. We sat down and and planned our programmes. I even set down some rules for this Ramadan. My precious DZ was busy playing with her toys when we were sat down on the carpet discussing seriously.

Rule no 1
To get up for Sehr every morning. Wait till fajr prayers done before resuming to slumberland.

Rule no 2
Not to miss any prayers. All prayers to be on time. Inshallah.

Rule no 3
No TV, music except for Barney cartoons for DZ :D (oops I forgot to mention this rule to my bil, I wonder what his reaction will be?)

Rule no 4
Instead of listening to songs, recite the Quran.

Rule no 5
To keep fast till the end, inshallah. Bro in-law has not fast for the whole 30 days and I hope this year he keeps them all, inshallah. DH missed 2 days of fast last year cos he was not well. He used to not fast for all 30 days back in his hometown but after he came Sg, he has been keeping all his fast, alhamdulilah.

I have asked help from dh and bil to do some cleaning in the house, esp those lights, fans, windows, store room before Ramadan. I told him I will be incharge of washing curtains, sofa cushions, kitchen etc. BIL suggested we wait till on the eve of eid and I told him nope. We will start as soon as possible and do it slowly one at a time. It will be tiring to do all these work while keeping fast. He agreed and while we were discussing all these, my dh was in full concentration, watching cricket on tv. But no worries, I am sure he reads my blog. So dh, this post is for you

My plan for this ramadan :
To start reading the tafsir and continue till I complete the Quran, Inshallah. I know it is not easy as I have started doing it and everytime I feel like to recite the Quran, I open my tafsir book instead.

12:13 AM |4 comments