memyself&I

a bad experience

2010-07-02T04:11:00.000-07:00

I am going to think twice when I wear a long skirt the next time. After a very long time, I wore my skirt and sweater to work. The skirt was extremely long but of course I kept it at the length where it not sweep the ground. I wear flats...at least a pair of heels would have helped me...maybe. But whatever it is, Thank God. He saved me from embarassment. It was after lunch and I was going down the escalator. I felt a pull...n when I looked down, it was my skirt. It got stuck to the sides of the escalator. My immediate reaction was to pull my skirt. I pulled it once, no luck. I pulled it again and it was out. Thank God, it was Not torn but there was a thick layer of black oil at the bottom of my skirt. It was raining v heavily...I was very conscious of the stain. I went back office and head to the washroom. I took the handwash and tried to remove the stain. I managed to remove part of it but got my hands and legs all stained. I just want to go back home n take shower. What if my skirt is torn? Or what if I did not manage to pull my skirt out? It is SCARY to even imagine. My first thought after this incident was that my darling zoha likes to wear her long skirts. I will be extra careful when she wears her long skirt out...

I think I am safe in my pants than a skirt.

I am in LOVE...

2010-06-13T17:39:00.000-07:00

DH got me this yday. Thank You DH

02.07.10 - I m impressed. I just love it.

06.06.2010

2010-06-07T04:58:00.000-07:00

Darling Zoha Turns 6!

Madrasah

2010-06-04T04:20:00.000-07:00

Alhamdulilah...DZoha has got a place in Madrasah for next year. She had to sit for an entrance test that consists of 4 papers: English, Malay, Arabic n Maths. She had to go through an oral test too. She started her preparation a year back when we decided to send her to Madrasah. I was having second thoughts about my decision but when I got involved to prepare her for the test, I wanted more and more for her to get a place. But I was also thinking of the second option which is to send her to a school near my place. To prepare for her 1st year in Madrasah, she has to attend 10 lessons starting from next month. I will be learning along with her...which I am looking forward.

my life continues

2010-05-21T04:05:00.000-07:00

Darling Zoha lost her first baby tooth on 19th May 2010. She will be 6 yrs old in 2 weeks time, inshallah. She is growing up fast and mommy has to keep up with her...she keeps me going...not forgetting Darling Izma who turned 3 yesterday. She is full of energy and mommy at times just can't keep up to her pace :). There is my third Darling Hiba. She is 6 mths old. She is the center of attention for now. The moment the Mommy gets home from work, she wants to be carried. If I ignore her needs, she starts crying. Mommy is giving her more time and the other 2 Darlings get more play time.

more updates...

as to why i am back blogging, I just don't want to miss writing all the wonderful things that is happening in our life...

2007-03-16T00:40:00.000-07:00

I am in my final trimester and I get remarks like “You are pregnant! “, “Your stomach is very small!” or they simply like to stare at my tummy. I get all these in a day. Sometimes my stress level increases hearing these remarks. I seem to be putting on weight fine and my nauseating has subsided finally. I am eating as usual and on top of that I snack a lot on biscuits, ice-creams, cakes etc (I guess I can afford to do that since everyone commenting that my stomach looks small).When I went for my doctor’s appointment last month, my gynea was happy with my progress. She said my placenta was not low and I could try for normal delivery. She said that I might deliver my baby 2 weeks before my due date :-| .
Baby is kicking a lot these days. DZoha even get to feel the baby moving. Whenever I touch my stomach, she asks, “Mommy, the baby kicking you? “ Then she asks her favorite question, “why?” She tells me to take the baby out so that she can carry the baby. I told her to wait another 2 more months and she will have her baby in her arms, inshallah. I get leg cramps very frequent at nights and swollen feet at the end of each day. The best is when I am really drained out of all my energy and all I want is a good sleep but it doesn’t come easy anymore. I thought I was suffering from depression when I could not sleep and was feeling very different. I thought that I was going crazy. I woke my dh up one night and cried to him. He got up and talked with me while I ate ice-cream at 2 in the morning. Sometimes I keep turning in bed and just when I am about to close my eyes, the alarm goes off and it’s time to go to work. I am desperately looking forward to my 3 months of maternity leave.
Yesterday, DZ pushed her stomach out and asked me, why am I standing like that :) I have to explain to her that my stomach is bigger now because her baby is growing. She has started asking why for everything. Sometimes I am just lost for words. My cutie darling!

It’s all for a good cause.

2007-03-16T00:34:00.000-07:00

DZoha and DAmiira went for a photo shoot last month. It was for ‘I love children’ campaign by MCYS. My sis and I got their daddies permission, took off from work and brought the gals down for the photo shoot. DZoha had a chance to become a scientist and an artist. DAmirra wore the white coat with a toy microscope in her hand as a scientist as well. Both the gals refused to smile at the camera but at home, they even pose and smile for us so nicely. Once they stood in front of the professional photographer, they refused to do anything. My darling kept running back to me after every shot. DAmirra refused to even stand and take pictures because she was sleepy by the time it was her turn. But one thing they did well for sure, to keep taking the sweets from the table and popping it in their mouth. Some of the other kids were not cooperative as well. One boy refused to move an inch away from his mother. One parent insisted that their son can smile very well and took an hour forcing him to smile and pose. They scolded, cajoled him to smile until the photographer had to ask them to let the other kids take their pictures. One cutie baby with chubby cheeks put on a chef hat, held a toy spatula in her hand and smiled so sweetly at the photographer. She was the youngest in the group. Out of the 12 kids who were there for the photo shoot, only 6 of them would have their pictures selected. The pictures will be used on the exterior of a bus for the campaign. These 6 pictures got to represent the different races in Singapore and DZoha’s picture was one of it. She will be attending the launching of the ‘I love children’ campaign this weekend and hopefully she behaves well. Check out here for their pictures.

A not so happy trip to the hair salon

2007-02-15T17:06:00.000-08:00

DZ was not well the whole of last week and because of those tiny rashes on her face, I decided to trim her hair short especially those front curls which covers her eyes. Once her fever subsided, me and dh brought her to a nearby salon. She was all excited when we told her that she was going for her hair cut. She rushed us when we took our own sweet time to leave the house. Once inside, she sat down quietly and the lady started cutting her back hair. She was very well behaved except those times when she kept turning her head. The problem started after 20mins of sitting down. Yes it was more than 20mins and the hairdresser was not done with my darling. She was extremely slow and dz started getting agitated. DZ was still having flu so I guessed half an hour later she could not sit still and started crying. That was when the lady wanted to cut her front hair. We tried all means to get dz to sit down again but that did not happen. I did not scold her as she was not well and that lady was all sweaty even in the air-condition place. It’s either her first time cutting a toddler’s hair or she takes her own sweet time in cutting everyone’s hair. DH and I did not complain as it costs only $5 to have her hair cut except that it was not completed. But she looks cute in her new haircut. Not very short as she still got her curls in front.

she wished...

2007-02-15T17:04:00.000-08:00

She did not know what his problem is but she knows that she loses it all when she can’t get him on his phone most of the time.

She does or says things that make him think she does not trust him nor she has no trust at all but deep inside, she trusts him more than anything else in this world.

She regretted the things she said and decided that she would change for the better at least for her little love one.

She realized that it is best to remain silent than to say things that hurt the one she loves.

She knows only one thing: she loves him a lot.

She wished things were as beautiful as how it was on 14 Feb 2001.

She wished he would see things in her perspective and understand why she had to behave in the way she behaved.

Lastly she wished he can forgive her for her shortcomings.

it sucks...

2007-02-07T22:24:00.000-08:00

...to be at work

when my darling is sick.

it hurts me alot

when she cries for me

and I am not beside her.

:'(

i say it once and for all...

2007-02-01T18:10:00.000-08:00

I am NOT lazy. I am tired...really am tired. I am pregnant and I am not trying to fake it when I say I am tired. So stop calling me lazy. I hate it when you do that. I find it very difficult to explain to you these days...and you are not there to listen. We don't sit down and talk anymore. We are always upset with each other. Sometimes I just wish that you spend more time with us. You have even stopped calling me. For the first time yesterday, I felt like I am on my own. No one to make me feel that I am being loved. I feel so down these days. All these feelings are adding on to my stress. It's not good to be stress at this point of time. I am trying my best to think of it as nothing. I hope that I am feeling so emotional and all because of my pregnancy. I wish you do something...I have been missing out on my duties...maybe that's why all of these are happening. I promise to DO IT. I promise. Ya Allah, please help clear these dark clouds over my head. Please make this pregnancy easy for me.

(Surah Al-Fatihah)

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful

Praise be to Allah, the Lord of the Worlds (mankind, jinns and all that exists).
The Most Gracious, the Most Merciful. Master of the day of Judgement.
You (Alone) we worship, and You (Alone) we ask for help (for each and everything).
Guide us to the Straight Way. The Way of those on whom You have bestowed Your Grace, not (the way) of those who earned Your anger, nor of those who went astray.

my life's back to normal

2006-12-14T01:12:00.000-08:00

It's been quite awhile since I blogged. Good news is that I have past my 1st trimester and finally happy to stand on the weighing scale. The first 3 months were scary as ever and I hate to be hospitalized no matter how many times I have been in and out of that place. I hate to see my hands swollen because of the drips and those times I lay on the hospital bed staring blankly outside the window. I don't even want to think about it but I am thankful to God the first part of the difficult period was over fast and not as bad as my first pregnancy.

I can never thank my mom enough for all her helps, taking care of me and my darling Zoha without getting tired. Zoha hugs my mom and sleeps every night till now. She deserves her hug more than me for all the loves she had showered on my darling every single minute when I was unable to even stand on my own. When I think about all those, it brings tears to my eyes…what will I do without my mom? I love you mom. I have camped at my mom's place and have been pampered like a princess that I don't feel like going back to my own place. I don't even know what condition my house is in…but darling hubby and Sunny promised me that they have been cleaning the house and keeping it in tip top condition. I hope it is all true :D and I don't faint when I come back home this weekend, inshallah.

To DH & Sunny,
You heard it right…DZoha and I are coming back home at last. But don't expect me to cook briyani or cook anything nice for the time being but of course I don't mind if you want to cook for me or even continue to clean the house :D I can spend more time teaching DZoha and getting more rest. If only ammi stays with us, we don't have to worry about anything esp the food part.

it's all in the mind???

2006-09-26T22:15:00.000-07:00

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.

1st day of Ramadan

2006-09-25T00:10:00.000-07:00

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.

Random thoughts

2006-09-05T01:20:00.000-07:00

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.

Let start the...

2006-09-01T00:13:00.000-07:00

Countdown...

Get your own countdown at BlingyBlob.com

[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.

my wife,my partner, my friend...

2006-08-25T09:32:00.000-07:00

A lovely card and a rose is all it takes to make me feel that I am blessed, truly I am. A big hug and kiss from both my darlings were the best birthday present I've got today. Thanks to all my colleagues and family for their love and wishes & to my dearest twin, Happy Birthday To You as well.

Wordings inside

Know one of my favourite things
about our life together?
It's the fact that you're my partner
and we're a team.

I couldn't ask for a better friend,
companion, and confidante
from day to day
in all we do,
we're there to support each other,
and i m always glad i've got you by my side.

Together,we make it through
the hard days...the easy days...
the crazy days..the funny days...

there's nothing that can stop us
as long we have each other...
as long as i have you to love.

Happy Birthday

I've got flowers so that explains the big smile on my face.

little darling's naughtiness

2006-08-22T19:00:00.000-07:00

What DZ's up to these days? I am having a difficult time telling her not to do it. She bites everyone if she does not get what she wants. She started with biting her own hand if we refuse her anything. She stopped and started biting the rest real hard. Yesterday she bite firdaus's finger and he cried so hard. His finger was bleeding little. I scolded her and told her not to do it. She went to firdaus and said sorry. She told us that she will not do it again. When we came back to my place, she bite my hubby. He got angry and slapped her leg as punishment. She kept quiet and said sorry. She did it again and it was my turn. We keep trying to make her understand that it is wrong to bite. She says ok and will not do it again. My hubby is worried that she is not stopping. I told him that maybe some children behave this way for sometimes and then they stop. Hope it is the same with her. I told my hubby that it is good in one way. It helps us to control our temper. When she refused to let go even when I was screaming in pain, I did not raise my hand. I had to pull my hand and I was angry with her. I told her, "Mommy is not talking to you because you are naughty." She comes crying to me, hug me and says sorry. I hope she understands sooner and stops this bad habit.

My darling dearest spotting a boyish look. I miss her curls very much.

what you missed...

2006-08-18T01:29:00.000-07:00

I met few bloggers on 5th August 2006. Disappointing muslimah gathering which we all went for, nevertheless fellow bloggers sharu aka madhuri, hajira, shazadi saved the day. It was fun being around them. What can I say? They make me feel younger haha…happening beauties in hijab including my sis and my cousin. Happening in a halaal way of course :D… I luv you guys.

It was DH's birthday on 6th August 2006. I was late by 12mins to wish him and he tells it till today. That’s him. He can very sensitive at times but I think I will be upset too if he wishes me late. To make up for it, I wished him the whole day even though it was a Sunday and he was at work. DZ gave him a card, a box of chocolates and lots of kisses when he got back from work.

DZ’s visited the library for the first time. I am lucky we got one that is very near to my place. She was very happy that she could not sit at one place. She kept going back to the shelves to pick more books. She read few books together with me. I plan to bring her every weekend since we are bored doing nothing at home. It’s been ages since I last went to the library myself. At least I found something to do together with my DZ and hopefully I can catch up on my reading as well.

I have been sourcing for weekend classes for DZ so that she can learn more things at her age but so far no luck. I was disappointed as the classes near my place are filled. I brought DZ to the center to check out their environment and I met up with the teacher. DZ was comfortable with the teacher as well. The teacher asked her few questions and DZ answered her well. The teacher commented that DZ’s speech was clear for her age, Alhamdulilah. I really wish that she gets a place soon because it is just one stop away and the class size is very small, only 8 children in one session. Hopefully I get a call from them.

That’s all you guys missed…because of the increase in my workload, not that I am expecting any promotion (how I wish :D). But it is a must to have a daily dosage of my favourite blogs. What do they say? Time management. Yes I need to apply that for blogging as well, hahaha.

God tells me...

2006-07-13T19:16:00.000-07:00

I was planning for something...but somehow whenever that matter comes to my mind, something happends the same day and I am discouraged to take one step forward. God why is this happening? I am so depressed. I feel so lost and I don't feel any better writing it down. I am not sure if I want to write anymore...not sure if I wanna blog anymore...

The long awaited moment has come...

2006-07-09T18:26:00.000-07:00

I was all tense watching the final and when Del Piero walked to the front to take his penalty shot, I was praying so hard that he not missed it and I got all emotional when the ball went past the goalkeeper. He won. Italy won. I was wide awake at 5.30am and could not sleep. Now my eyelids are so heavy that I think I am going to drop dead on my table. Gosh I need to drink coffee to keep me going for the whole day today. Aaaaaarrrrrggggggggghhhhh I just noticed something on the calender for today. I am on duty this evening...that means I can't go back home after 6pm. I think I will scream again and again when I watch the replay.

On cloud 9

2006-07-04T17:46:00.000-07:00

Italy 2 Germany 0

This is so special for me. Italy won 2-0 this morning. What so special about it was that my hero Del Piero scored the 2nd goal and that too on my 3rd wedding Anniversary. This is double happiness for me. I simply love it today. Thank you God.
Can I make a wish on my Anniversary?

Here's this morning hero

Here's the hero of my life

Happy 3rd Anniversary to US.

May Allah bless us with lots of happiness together. Ameen.

ITALY 1 AUS 0

2006-06-26T18:14:00.000-07:00

"Heartbreak for an Australia side who produced one of their best performances on the international stage. But credit to Italy who for standing firm when down to ten men for the majority of the second half. "
Italy won yesterday's match and yes I sat through the whole match screaming with the shawl covering my mouth when Aus tried to score and Italy missed a few chances in the first half of the game. The final and loudest scream came when Totti scored that last minute penalty goal. My bro in-law sat behind me trying to record my screaming in his hp. He must have thought his bhabi has gone mad. What I did not do...to JUMP AND SCREAM at the same time. If I had been at my mom's place, I am sure I would have jump high in the air. I am so glad ITALY won and I can't resist putting Del Piero's pic in my blog. I love this guy since my teenage years :D

was that a compliment or what?

2006-06-22T19:38:00.000-07:00

"I am very happy that my wife can cook", my hubby said at dinner yesterday. Not that I cooked for him the first time. Maybe now he sees me cooking daily, he has to say something nice OR maybe he read my last post hahaha. But the fact is that even though I am tired after all those cooking, I actually enjoy it. What am I cooking these days? Most of the time chapati and either chicken or mutton kurma and veggies. I find it very challenging especially to make roti that are round and soft. It is a must to make round and soft roti if I want to impress my MIL. I have achieved it but not for all chapatis. They vary in sizes and that is one thing I have to improve on. I remembered looking in awe when my MIL makes roti every morning and night. I even tried my hand one morning and the roti got stuck on the rolling board. Ammi taught me how to make the roti go round while rolling. I was embarrassed but I did the second time with my SIL. It turned out soft and round but not the perfect round. Ammi was happy with me when my SIL announced that the roti was made by me. I guess I was just nervous standing beside ammi that morning. These days I am collecting recipes and trying them at home. I look at it few times and prepare all the ingredients first. I will start the first few steps right and then in the midst of cooking, I will find myself not keeping to the recipes and I will do the rest of it all on my own, afterall everything supposed to go in the pot..I did not know cooking can be fun but not all fun when it comes to doing the dishes. My mom is even impressed that I making full use of my kitchen finally LOL. I am not an expert yet but I will be soon at the rate I am going hahaha. I welcome any cooking tips or recipes. Btw I know this one colleague of mine who loves collecting recipes but she hates cooking.

listen once and listen hard

2006-06-20T18:24:00.000-07:00

I have been wanting to update my blog but I was too lazy to do it...Recently I have been feeling that I am not being appreciated...I am not being loved...I am not being cared...I am not being pampered. I missed my childhood when I was praised for performing well in my exams, when I was showered with small gifts from family and friends, when I was feeling loved all the time and I miss that feeling of being important in someone's life. Why do I feel that if I am gone, nobody will miss me? I am just down and when I am down, alot of stupid stufs get into my head and make my heart ache. I just want to be appreciated. I want to be told, " I love you for all that you are doing now", I want to be showered with love and for this I don't need gifts...i just need the words, the touch, the feel of love... I don't want to be ignored. I hate being ignored. I do so much yet I am being treated like I am transparent...like my feelings does not matter. I have tried talking but after awhile, it is back to..."I don't exist for a day". Now that I have said it all, I don't feel any better...come to think of it...when was the last time, I really laughed or cried my heart out....*think think think*...gosh it has been very long. It is so much better when I cry for everything...at least I felt better after crying...but now that I am ...ahem...matured, I dun cry for tiny winy problems coz I am 'stronger' but I feel weaker inside. Looking on the brighter side...darling zoha can read alphabets...from A to Z...of course missing few here and there :D

I just got this email today and since it relates to my mood, here it is :
Remember the five simple rules to be happy: 1. Free your heart from hatred. 2. Free your mind from worries. 3. Live simply. 4. Give more. 5. Expect less

No one can go back and make a brand new start. Anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending. God didn't promise days without pain, Laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.

no matter who makes my day sad, I still smile before I sleep and she is the reason for it...

2006-06-12T01:38:00.000-07:00

me : I love you!
zoha darling : I LOVE YOU TOO!

and She says it so perfectly :)

Today morning, she was sleeping when she suddenly turned to face me and said in her sleep..."Ma, hug hug" and she puts both her hands around me....I even saw her smiling in her sleep...it was blissful.

06|06|06

2006-06-05T19:33:00.000-07:00

My princess turns 2 today.

Feeling ecstatic

2006-05-30T23:09:00.000-07:00

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):)

This, I agree.

2006-05-25T01:27:00.000-07:00

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.

1 to 10..."maashallah"

2006-05-22T21:00:00.000-07:00

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"?

zoha in hijab

2006-05-18T01:01:00.000-07:00

Is it wrong?

2006-05-16T20:47:00.000-07:00

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....

I am bored so is this post :D

2006-05-16T20:24:00.000-07:00

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.

my obession... Part II

2006-05-11T00:29:00.000-07:00

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.

my recent obsession

2006-05-10T21:14:00.000-07:00

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.

I am super tired

2006-04-18T10:53:00.000-07:00

2.34am...done with my packing but house in a mess....clean up my kitchen and next washing the clothes...next is to catch some sleep...part 2 of the house cleaning in the morning as my back is crying in pain...will someone give me a massage???
Well hubby trying hard to help me in between hearing cricket commentary online...he better help me with the house work or else I will give the commentary NOT pakistan vs india but Singapore Indian vs Pakistani. :D...men...they never change. LOL
I don't think I will blog while in karachi....I am going to make up for the lost time with my darling zoha...plus eat, walk and talk urdu.NO WORK for the next two weeks....that is soooooooo kewl.
Okie gonna catch some sleep.

fixing a broken heart...

2006-04-17T00:15:00.000-07:00

“One moment life goes on normally and then all hell break lose…the love, respect, memories of moments spent together is all erased. Life has never been too good so when something bad happened, you couldn’t cry. No single tears to shed. Nature takes it cause and no fruitful attempt to restore the life. Hatred begins to grow within oneself. Not even realizing that the love you have has changed to hate. Not wanting to do anything with anyone. No interference from anyone anymore. Life is pretty smooth sailing with things as it is.”

~Feelings for the day

Tis is too stressful

2006-04-16T19:27:00.000-07:00

We are suppose to fly to Karachi on wednesday and DH has gone to SIA to postpone our trip but we are not sure if they will postpone it or not and I have not done any packing up till today...no big deal to some but with a infant along, I have to make sure I pack all her things esp her medication and food. Last minute packing can quite tedious and there is a high chance of forgetting somethings and I end up quarelling with my hubby over it. Yes I like to get things done at the earliest as possible whereas my hubby gets it done all at the last minute. That includes changing his mind about this trip and preferring to go on December. I was angry with him but I decided not to because I want to go with him happily on a trip. What he did not say is that he wants to postpone this trip because of his stupid boss...I hate that boss of his and I get upset with my hubby too many times. If I am upset with my hubby, it's got to be his boss doing...my hubby makes last minute changes because of that stupid, idoitic, stingy, crazy, immatured boss. This post is not supposed to be of his boss rather about our planned unplanned trip. Our first trip was so planned and carried out without any hassle. I packed my darlings' stuff few days prior to our flight and everything was in our luggage packed. We did not miss anything out. From the day we left to the day we returned, everything was fine. But this time, it was not the same. We bought the ticket the last minute and then the bombing in karachi, followed by the strike the next few days and we were hesitant to make this trip. Believe it or not, I did not care for the ticket price but I chosed SIA because it was the only direct flight and with my baby with us, I definetly prefer that. We purchased the ticket at a promotional price and right now it is so difficult to make any changes because of the terms and conditions tied with this promotion. On the other side, hubby was making me upset changing his mind now and then. He will be willing to help pack DZ's things if need to but still we will be rushing with the time. I have yet to update DZ's pic in her passport as the pic on her passport was taken when she was 3 months old. I have to rush to Immigration at lunchtime to have her pic updated in her passport. I have to make sure my house is all clean and neat if we are flying the day after tomorrow and I am working today and tomorrow. Life can be pretty messed up if we don't plan beforehand.

Zoha's bedtime

2006-04-09T20:46:00.000-07:00

Zoha freshens up. She smells all nice of Johnson Baby Powder and get dressed. Mommy applies VICKS on her nose and chest. She heads to her room with her pacifier in her mouth.
Mummy makes her milk, enters her room and lie besides her. DZ moves her way up to sit on mummy’s tummy and starts telling stories. Mummy listens attentively and helps her to pick up new new words along.
Mummy tells DZ that it’s time to sleep but DZ wants to play more. She throws her pacifier away from her. DZ instructs her papa, “PAPA CLOSE THE LIGHT!” After teaching her the word “ON”, she goes, “PAPA ON THE LIGHT…WHERE’S MY THEEM (her pacifier)?” After finding her theme, she goes back to sleep.
She wakes up, “MUMMY STAND UP…I WANNA PEE”. Mommy gets up, massages her stomach with VICKS and she lies quietly for few minutes. Then she goes,” MUMMY DUDU”. After drinking her milk, she lies quietly again for few minutes. She throws her theem away and goes “PAPA…ON THE LIGHT…WHERE’S MY THEEM?” Papa threatens her that if she throws her theem again, he will call the billi (cat) to catch her. She sneaks up to me and goes, “MOMMY RECITE….PAPA RECITE!” Papa recites first and then me…she sleeps nicely. Mommy looks at the time and an hour has passed.

feeling miserable

2006-04-03T18:18:00.000-07:00

I am so angry with myself for being at work today, away from my baby who is not well these days. She is down with bad cold and cough. DZ has got ear infection and has been cranky day and night. Her voice has changed because of the cold and for the last 2 nights, I missed her story telling. I am having throat pain since yesterday night and I think I am going to get that flu bug soon. My head feels heavy and I feel pain on both my cheeks *sigh*. I am so worried for DZ and I pray that she gets well soon before our trip to pakistan. Another two more weeks to go and we still have not applied for our visa. I am so upset that DZ is not well and I am not thinking or planning anything about the trip for now. I am feeling so down... :(

surprise surprise surprise

2006-03-28T17:05:00.000-08:00

I was called in by my boss and was told to sit down. That was at 5.30pm. I knock off from work at 6pm. I was surprised when she asked me to sit down. Oh God, this was bad, I thought. She asked me if I want to be transferred to another department. I have been waiting to tell her this for many years but when I heard it from her all of a sudden, I was taken aback. I was not sure anymore. But I replied 'Yes' and I explained to her why I want to get out from here. She agreed with me and she said it will be good for me as well to get more exposure. Now the next question was where I will like to go. I have no answer for that. I am not sure if I will enjoy my work anymore in another department. What if…? I was really confused the last few days. I talked with few of my colleagues and most of their words were discouraging. As usual harp was the one who encouraged me again. She has been with me, sitting beside me, for the last 6 years and she knows me more than any other person. I kept asking her if it was good or bad to be asked for a change. I believed in her words and yes I am looking forward to the move. It is best to do it now and I don’t think I will regret my decision. Soon there will be news about my transfer and I am not sure if I will blog as much as I do now. I pray that I perform well in my job and learn more in the course of my work.

So I thought my boss was concern for my next promotion but I was wrong in my judgment. It all happened because I opened my big mouth in that interaction session I had with the HR management about learning new skills and blah blah blah. Well is it good to be so upfront??? I have to wait and see.

I have reached.................my 100th post

2006-03-27T19:52:00.000-08:00

::21 things about me::

I am an Indian Muslim married to a pakistani. It’s not all rosy with the cultural differences but we are both very happy.
I don a hijab and if you think you got a problem with it, I don’t.
I’ve got a nice family, nice hubby, beautiful daughter and nice in-laws.
I am unique. Is that a problem? My twin got a problem with that. She doesn’t agree with me :)
I am always grateful to God, even in my happy or sad moments.
I am not a morning person but I hope to get up early to make breakfast for my children when they are schooling.
I live with a regret of my past. What was I thinking then?
My wish: To be a better muslimah in this world.
My dream: My Darling Zoha’s future
I am learning urdu right now. I don’t want to feel like an alien whenever I visit Karachi.
Karachi is my 2nd home but if you want to look for me. Singapore is where I will be.
A bad dream: To grow sideways no matter how much I go on a diet and exercise
Arabic is another language I love to learn.
Friends are very important to me. I spend half of my life with them.
I hate to be so uncertain. Why should I be? I don’t think I need to be. I hate myself when I can’t be who I am at times.
I am going to get my driving license this time by hook or crook...even if it takes me to bribe the officer.(That happens only in my dream)
Simply hate going for interviews when they look at my hijab and question my capabilities. I hate them all.
I hate when I am stared at for the wrong reasons. If you don’t like what you see, then don’t see.
Sometimes I think that my dreams become reality over time. It scares me when the surroundings become familiar. Illusions may be? Btw I am very sure it will not work to get that driving license.
Things which I did only once in my life: Went Ice-skating, wore a swimming costume, entered a beauty contest (or was it a sari contest)???, went for a test an hour late, summoned by the principle, fainted in school, got into fight with a girl inside the girls toilet, laughed at a guy who slipped and fell in front of me, well I couldn’t help it then hahaha.., what else? *M thinking*
I am trying to accept the fact that I am turning thirty this year…I don’t even want to write that down in numbers :)

build up those muscles

2006-03-20T20:00:00.000-08:00

I am an exercise freak NOT. My arms and back are aching from washing clothes yesterday and that too after midnight. My neighbours would have thought that a mad woman is washing her clothes at this time of the day. It’s all because of my washing machine. It died on me last weekend. I was happily loading my clothes into the machine and except for the sound of the engine working, the machine did not. My heart felt heavy with sadness when I off and on the start button and nothing happened. When I looked at the mountain of clothes to be washed, I was depressed. Up till now it is not fixed yet. My laundry basket was overflowing that I can’t get to sleep looking at it. I did only one third of the washing yesterday and tonight I plan to wash the rest. The service guy will be coming on Wednesday to rectify the problem and hopefully my machine starts running again. In the meantime, I am getting my arms tone up.

I remembered what my mom told me. Being the elders in the house, she started doing housework at a very young age. My grandfather was a very strict man and my mom was so afraid of him. She washed clothes daily and looked after her siblings. My mom always tells us that we are so lucky to have the kind of freedom we get now. We don’t have to do housework as long as we are with our parents. Everything is done for us especially if we are not the elders in the family. I grow up learning a lot from my elder sister. She is hardworking and very modest. I realized that she was the one who did most of the work around the house after she got married off. She did everything without any complaints. I am lucky to have enjoyed growing up doing housework at home and now that I have my own responsibilities, it becomes easy for me. I remembered I love cleaning the house when there is no one around. I can see the fruit of my labor at the end of the day when I lie down on the sofa after a cold shower with a book in my hand and feel the freshness in the air. One thing I earned when I stayed with my mom was her praise that the bathroom was always sparkling clean after I washed it LOL.

I can live without a domestic helper as they are more of a pain than a help but I can’t live without my machines. It is easier to change a machine than to change a domestic helper.
I want my washing machine back alive so that I just have to throw in all my clothes and it does the work for me. I miss my washing machine *sigh*

combat training or kick boxing?

2006-03-17T07:05:00.000-08:00

Now if you ask me what is the difference, I don't know myself. Maybe it means the same or it is the same :D We had a session of combat training after work today. About 50 of us gathered outside our work place and walked for 20 mins to reach fitness planet. My first experience with kick boxing was lots of fun. It was really difficult to catch up with the instructor as that guy was very fast with his steps. I think I was little clumsy trying to get the steps right as I get confused whether to use my right hand or left leg or left hand and right leg. I could not catch up with the movements and I felt like giving up but the rest of my colleagues were enjoying it even though they too could not get the movements right. Half an hour of kick boxing and boy was I sweating. I usually don't sweat much when I jog or exercise but this is really one good form of exercise. I felt tightness around my tummy area too. I am definetly going to do it at home on my own. Hopefully I remember some of the steps and improve on them. I am so glad I took this chance to participate in the combat training organised by my committee and the best thing about this...it is FOC. We seldom get to enjoy this kind of luxury for free, so grab it if it comes your way.

I spot a weighing machine right in the middle of the changing room and of course I stand on it to weigh myself. Sad to say that I have put on a kilo...so sad. I felt so bad about that 1 kg that I skipped my dinner today...never check the weight before any meal.

Indian Idol 2 - AMEY DATE

2006-03-14T23:19:00.000-08:00

My fav Amey Date was voted out yesterday night. I was so disheartened to see him out of this contest. He is such a talented singer with a beautful voice. All the 3 judges in the show Anu Malik, Sonu Nigam and Farah walked out of their seats when the results were announced. Everyone started leaving the show but because of Amey's plea, all stayed back. I can't believe he is voted out. What good is an Indian Idol show if Amey is not part of it. I hate Indian Idol program. I hate SONY TV.

"Amey Date's exit triggered passions in the judges and among the audience like never before. Finally, it fell upon Amey himself to get everyone to embrace reality, though most did it with the heaviest of hearts."

MY INDIAN IDOL 2

AMEY DATE

funny moments

2006-03-13T01:19:00.000-08:00

scene from an indian movie :D

7 adults +3 children = 10 people in a car

dad&nephew | driver [FRONT SEAT]
---------------------------
sis (floor)| Me (floor)
mom|zoha|sis1|amiira|DH [BACK SEAT]

We all got squeezed into my bro in-law car to get from suntec to serangoon road. Me and my hubby were waiting in line for cab and since serangoon is near suntec, we squeezed into his car. We were all laughing our heads off inside the car. I begged my bro in-law to stop the car at a quiet place so that nobody can see us getting out from the car one after another :D but my hubby and I got off at the traffic light before the turning to Mustaffa. Thank god for the traffic jam infront when me and my hubby was having a hard time getting out from the car. There was this one guy standing right infront of my bro in-laws car wondering or maybe counting the number of people in the car LOL. I wonder how my sis managed to crawl out from the car. I guess she must be the last one to go out :D.

discover oneself

2006-03-09T19:13:00.000-08:00

I got this one from Baraka's blog and find it neat. It is cool to find out what you guyz think of me. You guyz MUST DO THIS ONE...you hear me!

You can view mrs raza's full data.

m tired mentally

2006-03-09T17:11:00.000-08:00

Woke up late with head feeling heavy and eyes refusing to open. I told myself I have to go to work today and no excuses. I force my body to get up and walk straight under the shower. I thought I will feel better after the bath. I guess I am under a sleeping spell or something. I got dressed half asleep, carried my baby and my bag. Hubby flag the cab as we were running late for work...I usually go up to my mom's place to leave zoha in her care. Today she was waiting downstairs for DZ. I went to work in the same cab and yes I slept in the cab. I was late for 2 mins...even if it is 1 min, I am late. My boss is particular about being at your desk at 8.30am. After which she go and have her breakfast with her partner and come back at 9am. So I was telling I walked with my eyes half closed and I settled down at my place. I don't usually go out to get breakfast but today I need a cup of coffee badly to wake me up maybe. I went out with my colleague to get our breakfast and we got into the lift. The lift was crowded and one lady was staring at my 2 blue toe nails not that I painted it blue but it turned blue after the last game of captain ball. She must be wondering what's wrong with me. I was supposed to get out at the 3rd floor and that damn lift opened at 2nd floor. I got out and my colleague was calling out my name from inside the lift. I realised that I got out at the wrong floor. This is what happens when you sleep walk. I should have just take half a day off in the morning. This whole week has been too hectic and all the tiredness acts up to the last working day. I have been staying late for an hour everday at workplace for the last 4 days, working hard on my reports this whole darn week and I still have not completed them...because the whole week of hardwork came back to my desk yesterday for some changes...
I am thankful for two things though...for being dressed properly even in my sleeping spell and not snoring in the cab hehe. Right now head feeling less heavy which is good but feeling pain on my right eyelid, an early sign of getting a headache. Maybe I should use my lunch time to catch up on my sleep. Today's friday and my lunch hour is little longer because of friday prayers :D Please God make sure I don't get any headache for today as I've got to finish updating all those numbers, figures, statistics...whatever by 5.30pm.

kiddies makeover

2006-03-09T02:14:00.000-08:00

Kamilah dear, this is for you.

Well I suppose the scanned pictures did not turn out well because of the quality of the paper. The pic with amirra was sent to me
by my youngest sis (taken from her hp).
Individual pic of amiira's not here and I suppose my sis forgot all about it.

a dream come true

2006-03-01T20:39:00.000-08:00

This incident was told by my sister. My brother in-law dutifully woke up one night and prepare milk for his daughter. My sister then feed her while my bil prayed the Tahajjud prayer. Before going back to sleep, he filled the water flask and let the water boil. He went back to his sleep and he dreamt that his whole house was covered with white smoke and his nephew was walking towards the kitchen. He started shouting in his dreams and my sister had to 'slap' him couple of times so that he stopped talking in his sleep. My brother felt so uncomfortable that he got up from his sleep and went to the kitchen. Infact his kitchen was all smooky. What happened was that the flask had spoilt and the water had spread to the cabinets on top. My bil woke my sister and told her what happened. They off the flask and wiped the cabinets in the middle of the night. They were thankful to God for letting them know of the problem ahead.

..."But God will surely not lose sight of your faith-for, behold, God is most compassionate towards man, a dispenser of grace. "

Best Friend

2006-02-27T17:41:00.000-08:00

A good friend of mine is going for an operation this morning. It is for the removal of her fibroids. It has given her troubles for couple of years and she has decided to have it removed. I did not know what is fibriods until she has it and she explained to me how these fibriods come about. It is really scary listening to her of her pains and one effect of having fibriods, one can mensurate as long as 3 weeks. I was shocked when I heard this. One week alone is long enough to go through cramps and pains but to go through it for 3 weeks and more. I really don't know how to react to it. She read online about fibroids and she even forward an email on it to the rest of us (only girls) so that we can learn about it too. Fibroids affect more than 30% of women.

Eventhough my friend is a very strong-will person, she worries about her 2 children and her family. She told me that she has sleepless nights because of the operation and I feel for her really. She is the kind of person who worries more about the rest than herself and cares for everyone around her. She never fails to brighten anyone's life with her word or action.
I pray that her operation goes smoothly and she gets well soon. I pray that it goes away once and for all and she does not have to go through this ever again.

"Fibroids, or myomas, are growths or benign tumours that form inside the uterus (womb). Around four in 10 women over the age of 40 will have fibroids. No one knows why fibroids develop, but it is suspected that the sex hormones - oestrogen and progesterone - play significant roles. This is because fibroids rarely grow in prepubescent girls and postmenopausal women. Pre-existing fibroids stop growing, and may even shrink, once a woman passes the menopause. Fibroids often cause no problems, but may occasionally be associated with infertility, miscarriage and premature labour. Other possible problems include heavy, lengthy and painful periods. Treatment depends on the size, number and location of the fibroids, but may include drugs and surgery. Fibroids rarely turn cancerous. "

his & hers hair

2006-02-26T08:08:00.000-08:00

No present for guessing which one is me...;P that will be too easy for anyone. Anyway DH will be cutting his precious curls after keeping it long for 10 months. He is going back to look more like a smart guy than a cool hunk. I LOVE YOU DH no matter you look smart or cool :D
(PS: DH is sitting beside me typing this one out)

worth my 50 bucks

2006-02-21T23:48:00.000-08:00

I had my hair cut and highlighted. Now my hair is just nicely resting on my shoulder. I had it higlighted copper brown. Nothing too drastic with that but I love my new look. My hubby was all smile when he saw my new look. I was exceptionally happy with the way the girl did my hair. She did not rush with it. They served green tea which my DZ enjoyed it. My other sis was carrying DZ. Infact she is the one who introduced me to this hair salon. I even got a nice message in the end. It was so relaxing having her message my neck and back. I thanked her and she even commented that I will look more sexy if I curl my hair...her marketing strategy hahaha. Actually my sis was asking how much it will cost to perm the hair. She is really good right?...hmmm next time I will try the curls :P

What would you do?

2006-02-21T23:44:00.000-08:00

If your special someone does not show concern when you need them the most?

We were beaten.

2006-02-21T21:21:00.000-08:00

We reached Police Academy on Saturday at 9 am. Our captain ball game was at 10.30am. We were 4 girls (J, R, M and myself) and a guy (T). We got to know each other and we started praticing eventhough we know we are short of 2 more players. J told us that 2 more guys would be joining us later as they were playing soccer. We were practicing in the hot sun till 10.30am. They were 4 guys and 3 girls in the opposing team. Those guys were tall and fit. They are baketball and netball players. Well we thought it was unfair since there were 4 guys in their team so we decided to have 3 guys and 3 girls in a team. Even with this arrangement, we were still on the losing side because 3 guys were playing but for us two guys were playing and the third guy was standing on the chair to catch the ball. The other team, the 4th guy was standing on the chair. We played the first set. We played for 10 mins and we were down 4-0. In the first place, i did not know that there would be guys playing. So I was upset. In the second set, I told the guy who was standing in the chair to replace me so that I can stand in the chair to try and catch the ball since I was taller than him. He replied me that he can't run because of health problem and I was thinking why was he part of the team in the first place. Again I was upset. I just continued playing and we were down 6-1 in the second set. The opposing team played well coordinated game and they know where their positions are in the game and we were like running all over the court. It was very tiring to play under the hot sun but those guys looked so cool with sweats running down their forehead. I bet the whole team got lots and lots of stamina, afterall they just had a game of badminton before playing the captain ball. We were definetly on the losing side eventhough we managed to get 3 guys (from the soccer side) to play in the last set. I did not feel bad at all losing because they played much better game than us. I hated the umpire. She thinks she knows more about the game than anyone else. She thinks she is good in all games. She thinks she is the sports player of the year....my foot!!! I simply hate her. She even remark at one point that she has to give up playing this game to become an umpire...she thinks she is a pro...yuckkkss at her remark.
So much for a captain ball game, I went back home limping err not really limping but was feeling sharp pain in my left leg. I reached home and my left first toe nail was all red. I had to put ice cubes on both my left and right first toes. The left toe looked pretty bad and I got 2 days off from work. I came back to work in jeans and slippers today. No one said anything about the slippers after looking how bad my poor toe is. I have been enduring the pain since Saturday and it doesn't seem to get any better with the cream or medicine. It still looks swollen and pale. The only thing I learnt from this game is how bad my stamina level has dropped. Now I don't believe that age got something to do with this. It is all because of my laziness to start exercising. Now that I have seen it for myself, I am going to do something about it and of course once my toe gets better :(

Cookies N Cream

2006-02-16T08:23:00.000-08:00

my lastest craze the whole of this week. I have been licking my ice-cream everynight after my dinner and that too at 12am. I did not eat this much of ice-cream even when I was pregnant. What's wrong with my body? I can't sleep without having my cookies and cream every night, even my DH finds it strange hehehe. Maybe my brain is stress and it needs to cool down. Gosh I have to stay away from ice-cream once I finish the one in the freezer. I need to go on an ice-cream fasting. It's all because of my younger sister who made me buy the cookies N cream and left it in my shopper after our shopping.

PS: Thanks DH for letting me use the laptop last night ;P

My life for the last 2 months

2006-02-16T07:54:00.000-08:00

For the last 2 months, I have been trying to clear all my 2005 annual reports but till now I am stuck with it. I miss reading all my fav blogs and I can't even think to update my blog. Now I am typing this from my laptop at home. I usually don't blog at night but I feel so different not blogging hehehe. I guess this is called addiction. Eventhough I am 85% done with my reports, my table looks as messy as in the pic. The dateline for my report is tomorrow and I am so cool about it. I always believe that it is not a good practice to work overtime no matter how bad the situation is. Afterall why are the bosses here for? They are earning more than us so it is right that they should work even after office hours and my boss stays back till late religiously. She is really hardworking and a very nice boss too but I can't say the same for my director. If you are taking any kind of leave, medical or annual, she makes sure you put that report on her table before we disappear. Tomorrow is Friday and we finish work at 5.30pm instead of the usual 6pm. So I am short of half an hour tomorrow. Wish me luck to finish the remaining 15% of my reports.
I am thinking of harp dear who is enjoying herself the last 2 days shopping in KL. I wish I went with her hehe

Rough it Out

2006-02-13T01:52:00.000-08:00

I have been not doing any kind of exercise except for housework the past couple of years. Before I got married, I used to jog occasionally and walk quite a distance daily. I was so energetic and active. But ever since I stopped exercising, I felt tired easily. Gone were the days when my tummy and arms were not flabby. I picked up running during my teenage years because I was big. I wanted to lose weight and I started dieting and exercising vigorously. It was because of peer-pressure. I am glad that I want to look small like the rest. I started losing weight and I continued exercising. I don't do breakfast while I was studying and when I started working, I don’t even lunch so I only got to eat one meal a day. I am not really interested in eating or enjoy eating different kind of food. My colleague started scolding me whenever I skip my breakfast and lunch. I started taking my breakfast and my lunch without fail, thanks to harp. Now I can happily say that I eat 3 meals a day but I stopped taking coffee and I am drinking water. I have tea once in a day at my mom’s place. With all these foods spoiling me, I feel that I am getting FAT again. It is ok to be FAT and PREGNANT. But it is definitely not ok to be FAT and NOT PREGNANT:D What I am trying to say is I have been really lazy these days except for taking care of my darlings and the house. Maybe the aging process will be delayed if I start exercising. That is another thing I am getting paranoid about. I should start experimenting on this. Well for a start I have joined the netball team. Hopefully this keeps me going. I should do those sit ups most importantly. I don’t think I can even go for 1 set of 10 now. I used to do 4 -5 sets of sit ups for few years and I did see the changes. I remembered my sister and I used to exercise together before both of us got married. I really think exercise keeps our weight in control and we can lead a healthy lifestyle.

I shall do this at home :)

Captain Ball

2006-02-09T01:19:00.000-08:00

Well I did sign up for the captain ball team. The JRC Annual Games Day is on the 18th February 2006. One of the highlights is the telematches that includes the captain ball obviously. The best part is that I have not gone for any practice whatsoever. There are no emails so far to inform the training dates and the latest news is that there will be no training. OH MY GOD...NO TRAINING!!! On the actual day we are suppose to just play the game. I wonder how to when you don't even know who are the rest in the team :D I am not going to make a clown out of myself infront of the judges and other officers. Maybe this whole captain ball game will not happen at all. I can't even remember the rules of this game hehe. I regret sending in my name afterall. Now I have to think of a way to excuse myself out like what few others did. Well I was planning on playing the game you know. What if the rest who are still in the team are good players and I am the only idiot who doesn't even know how the game is played. Do they have books on "How to play captain ball FOR DUMMIES"? But still how to learn a game by reading, duh! I've got 9 more days to come up with an excuse. :) *put on my thinking cap at this very minute*...

so much for the publicity of the annual games day (including the names of the players) hehe. Oops I better not laugh too much.

Random thoughts

2006-02-08T23:58:00.000-08:00

I woke up at 3am with sharp pain in my abdomen. I could not sleep. DZ started crying and she wanted her dudu. I got up and feed her but when I tried to sleep, my pain got worse. I applied medicated oil and place the hot water bag on my stomach. The pain subsided after half an hour. Still I could not sleep. I was admiring my DZ sleeping and I was back to my past...when I was pregnant with zoha till the very day I was admitted to deliver my baby. It was nice thinking back on my delivery :) (alhamdulilah I had a fast one). One year have past and my darling is growing up. As I spend more time with her, the whole responsiblity falls on me. Will I do it well? As a daughter, I have at times been rude to my mom and she had been disappointed with me for those mistake I made. But I am glad that God has got me going on to the straight path and with God fearing I pass my each day . Likewise for my daughter, I want her to be a good daughter and a good muslimah. Well come to think of it, being a good muslimah covers almost every aspect of one life. When I miss a prayer, I think of my daughter. Will I want her to miss hers? No. If I am lazy, will my daughter be lazy too? No. So many actions of mine will reflect it on my daughter later in her life. I want the best for her and I am sure all moms want that for their baby. I came across these pictures in my office pc (from the first day she was born up till she was 6 months old then).

Here is my little darling.

(1st row)
1st day when she born-> sleeping in her cot once back home->in Shah Alam Mosque when she was 3 months old

(2nd row)
DH holding her when she was 4 months plus
-> DZ lying on my sis's bed -> Lying beside baby amiira the day she was born. DZ was 6 months then.

(3rd row)
Mommy carrying DZ in the hospital -> Taken at Orchard Road on Dec 2004 -> when DZ was 3 months plus (sticking her tongue out).

Last month both the gals DZ & DA had their first makeover session/photo taken in a studio. Hope to post it up soon to see how different or similar they look now since everyone asking me and my sister if the girls are twins? We have to tell them that the gals mothers are the twins :D

My Baby

2006-02-05T18:57:00.000-08:00

DZ to her toy horse: Want ‘mum mum’? (It means food in her language)
I was watching TV when I heard DZ asking for mum mum.
I Turn to look at her and was surprised to see what she was doing.
ME to DZ: Darling you want to drink milk? (I asked her in tamil)
DZ holding her toy horse in her lap.
DZ to her toy horse: Want dudu? Want dudu? (in her soft voice)
I smiled at her and told her horse doesn’t drink dudu. She immediately got up, walked few steps forward and took her water bottle and came back.
DZ to toy horse: Want water?
She put the toy horse on her lap and gave it water.

My baby is growing up. It is such a pleasure to see my baby learning new things each day. May Allah swt bless her with lots of emaan and taqwa. Ameen.

what DUH ...????!!!!!!!!

2006-02-02T01:47:00.000-08:00

feel like screaming my lung out *sigh*. I am in a filthy mood today.

Oh Paris...Here I Come!

2006-02-01T23:36:00.000-08:00

You Belong in Paris

Stylish and a little sassy, you were meant for Paris.The art, the fashion, the wine, the men!Whether you're enjoying the cafe life or a beautiful park...You'll love living in the most chic place on earth.

What City Do You Belong In?

2006

2006-01-08T18:42:00.000-08:00

Taking a blogging break!

mommy & baby bonding

2006-01-06T09:28:00.000-08:00

life is meaningless without her...
life is meaningful with her...
life is beautiful because of her...
&

she is my precious life !

Barney's I LOVE YOU song

2006-01-05T22:04:00.000-08:00

I love you
You love me
We're a happy family
With a great big hug
And a kiss from me to you
Won't you say you love me too?

DZ in action

2006-01-05T19:10:00.000-08:00

A Helping Hand

2006-01-04T18:27:00.000-08:00

Hello from BabyCenter!

Toddlers love to feel like they're making an important contribution to any activity. Your child will want to help you around the house now, and you may find that this makes chores more fun for both of you — or you may find yourself dismayed by how long it takes you to get anything done. Avoid frustration and save your important housecleaning tasks for times when your toddler is asleep or out of the house. When the two of you are together, let him help with small chores like putting his plastic cup and bowl into the dishwasher, throwing wet clothes into the dryer, or wiping up a spill.

DZ is doing exactly these things nowadays. She takes the broom to sweep the house, wipes spill with tissue papers (my tissue box running out of tissues) and then throws the tissues on the floor, comes to the kitchen and taking out things drom the cabinet but she is a sweetie in putting it back where she took them from including the tissues :D. She helps me to carry the dry cloths to the sofa and is exceptionally good in messing the folded cloths. She helps me with the bedsheets too. Once the house is spic and span, she likes to throw her toys and books all over the place. Every night before we go to bed, it is my DH's duty to keep her toys back where it should be and the next day when DZ enters the house, she does it again. I think she doesn't like it when the house is too tidy :)
She knows where to place her shoes once she enters the house, knows where the papers are kept if I asked for them and she knows her room and if we ask her to sleep in the other room, she brings me to her room when she is sleepy. She doesn't like it if I tell her I am going to work. She knows she goes to her nani place in the morning and she goes there without any complain but at night if I jokingly ask her to sleep at nani's place, she refuses :D
DH is teaching her kick boxing for now. Hopefully I can get her to go for classes to widen her interest.

'Kiasu Singaporean'

2006-01-02T19:19:00.000-08:00

NEW YEAR SALE!
SALE GOING ONCE,
SALE GOING TWICE,
AND SALE NO MORE...

It was the last day of our holiday before we back to our work or school for the new year and it was also DH's off day on Monday. Mom was back Spore in the morning and she came to my place. DZ woke up at the sound of the doorbell. She was very happy to see her nani after 4 days. She slept with her nani and we all got up late that morning. As usual house cleaning and it is a never ending task for us ladies. Once the cleaning was done, we went shopping at Great World City. We reached there at 6pm and we head to Mac cos we were all very hungry. DZ had her nuggets and I had mac spicy burger. It tasted funny though, not sure if the meat was spoiled or the sauce but I ate it up all :). I was very hungry. DH and mom had Mac chicken meal. My sister joined us later on. We wanted to get bedsheets from AUSSINO. We asked them about the promotion deal which they advertised on the paper and guess what, those plain bedsheets that goes for 9.90 was out of stock at all outlets (according to the sales girl). Even the deal of a dollar pillow for any purchase above 10 dollars was over. We saw the ad on Sunday and when we went there on Monday, there was nothing left except for the single bedsheets and the bedskirts for Queen and King size beds. The sales girl asked me if I wanted to see those that cost abit more. It was ok with me as I wanted a plain one very much so I asked her for a red plain bedsheet for queen size and she went like, sorry out of stock. I looked over at the shelves to see what other colors were available and to my surprise, there wasn't any single queen size bedsheeets of those plain ones. The only one that was available are those that cost more than 100 dollars. We wasted our trip there but I eventually bought two PRINTED bedsheets. Next time if there is any SALE, I must make sure I am there early morning without brushing my teeth...hehe just kidding.

Back to blogging

2006-01-02T17:25:00.000-08:00

I just dumped my 2005 calender in my drawer. The year 2006 is finally here. I enjoyed the last weekend holiday well with my family. My mom was not in town for the first 2 days of the holiday and I had to stay over at her place again for the holiday. The good thing was that we watched the fireworks from my mom's place. We wanted to go up to Mt Faber to watch the fireworks but dad advised us not to go as we got to walk up there and it would be crowded. Instead we walked up to Telok Blangah Hill which is just 10 mins away from my mom's place. We reached there at 11pm and there were already few families waiting up there. Alot of them were walking up too. DZ and DA could not keep still and my sis & I were practically behind them all the time. The fireworks started at the strike of 12 and that was when DZ started crying too. She was awake the whole day and was feeling very tired. She got scared looking at the fireworks and the sounds of the "Ooohs and Wooow" from the crowd. She dropped her pacifier and we could not find it in the dark. She was the only one crying down there while DA was enjoying the fireworks with excitement. The best part standing at Telok Blangah Hill was being able to watch the fireworks from 3 different places all at one time :D. The one from Esplanade was to our left , the one at MT Faber was in the center and there was another one on our right. I am not sure where the third fireworks was from. It was simply fantastic having to watch all 3 of them. It was like watching a tennis game. DA was so good in shifting her eyes from her right to her left and then back to her right again. DZ was crying all the while and DH had to carry her away from the crowd. We took our bil's car key and sat inside the car. I watched the firework for a while before carrying DZ and rocking her to sleep. She must have been very tired as she slept in the car crying . After the fireworks, we head to Tanjong Pagar to have our supper. DZ was sleeping in my arms while I ate my prata. DH and I decided to sit in the car while waiting for DF to finish his prata. My sister was with him. My dear hubby did not tell me that he was having the key with him. We sat in the car and the door was auto locked. DZ was sleeping and suddenly I felt suffocating. We could not wind down the window as well. DH forgotten that he was holding on to the key and we were trying to call my bil on his hp so that he can open the door for us. He was not picking his ph. My heart started beating fast and I was more worried for DZ. Thankfully after few mins, I saw my sister crossing the road and walking towards the car. I signalled her to open the door fast and we were all suffocating inside. She opened the door and told us that the key was with my hubby. My hubby gave me that innocent look that he really forgot that the key was with him. My sister was lauging when she told my bil what happened. We reached home at 1.30am that day.:)

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ME MYSELF & I (my blog) & to all my blogger friends

Holiday is a day ...

2005-12-24T23:37:00.000-08:00

for relaxing and enjoying with family and friends but today is really not a good day for me. It is Christmas holiday today, but I am over at my mom's place, sitting infront of the pc and not letting my thoughts run wild. I am feeling damn miserable now. I wish I can get out and go for a long walk (cause I don't drive)but DZ is sleeping and once she is awake, I am going back to my own place. I guess I will keep myself busy cleaning the house. I just want the day to go fast so that I will feel better tomorrow ??? I am looking forward to tomorrow as I plan to take DZ out. At least I will be happy seeing her happy.

REUNION

2005-12-20T20:25:00.000-08:00

My mom's place was noisy with the kids yesterday evening. We all decided to let them meet up after one whole week of isolation. The boys entered the house saying salaam and DZ started smiling and shouting 'Anna Anna'. Each boy requested a kiss from DZ and she gave them hugs and kisses. Next was DFirdaus and DAmiira at the door. They just finished their Mustaffa shopping and DF was carrying a big plastic bag with him. Of course it was his new remote car from Mustaffa shopping center. The boys were excited with the new toy and all of them surrounded my BIL as he was putting the battery inside the car. DAmiira was sleeping at first and I was disturbing her so that she wakes up...I know I am a very bad auntie. She got up and was all smile to see her brothers and sister. On the other hand, DZ was so excited to see DA. She keeps kissing her,touching her face and disturbing the sleeping gal as well...just like her mama :) DA started walking once she got up. DZ ran to hug the gal and I think both the gals lost their balance and fell, with DZ on top of DA. DA was still in her sleepy self :) I carried DZ and DA got up. DZ kept going to DA to hug her. They missed each other alot. It was so fun seeing all the kiddies having a great time. DH and my ma have to miss the fun bec DH was working late and ma went to grandma place. DZ was the one who missed her brothers and sister very much as she was all alone in my mom's place for a week. DA has her brother DF to play with and DMustaqiim, DMubarak and DMuhsin have each others company. DZ has her nani and nana to play with only so she really missed all of them. She kept asking about her Anna(her brothers) and Baby (DA) and boy was she happy yesterday. At the end of the day, one boy was crying. This time it was DF and the one responsible for it was DM. They had a fight as usual. I am so thankful to God that all of them are well and the house is NOISY again :)

taken on Amiira's bday

2005-12-19T01:32:00.000-08:00

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10 12 05

DZoha, DAmiira & DFirdaus

2005-12-19T01:03:00.000-08:00

DZoha, DAmiira and DFirdaus had high fever one after another last week. DA had the fever first and then she had blisters on her foot, next was DZ and then DF with the fever and redness in their mouth. The doctor said it was the hand, foot and mouth virus. All 3 of them were ‘separated’ once we found that out. My sister took off from work and she brought her 2 darlings back home and Mommy took care of DZ. I was at work worrying about them but sister assured me that the doctor said it was nothing to be afraid of and make sure the kids are separated and it will be another week or so before they are well to even go out. DA’s fever was down but DZ was having high fever for 3 days and she did not drink her milk at all. She was crying all the time and whenever her fever hits 39 and above, I get all worried. She refused to drink her medicine and whenever I force it down, she throws out all of it. I carried her most of the time when her fever was high and I cried when her body was very hot. I am all weak and break down easily when something happens to DZ or to anyone in my heart. Last Sat morning at 4am, my sister called and said DF was shivering as his fever was very high and he was all pale. My sister and my bil rushed him to KK hospital. After that phone call, I could not sleep at all. I was worrying and was praying his fever goes down. My mom and dad went to fetch DA from the hospital. DZ's fever was back again and she refused to drink her medicine. I called out to my sister in the next room for help. My sister, bil & DF came back to my mom’s place at 6.30am and his fever was down. Now all three of them are fever free and I heard from my elder sis on Sunday morning that the youngest, DMuhsin is having temperature. I was very down the whole of last week.

13 DECEMBER 2005

2005-12-19T01:00:00.000-08:00

The flight was delayed. I left home at 10am and reached Changi Airport at 10.45am. I checked from the monitor that PK 898 will arrive at 12.10pm. I was walking around T2 and entered the mini TOON shop. I bought one Elmo bag and bolster for DZ and DA. I was reading the newspaper till 12pm and I was wondering what I will tell DH when I see him. It was 12.25pm when he walked out carrying his luggage. He smiled at me and I smiled back. We took a cab home and in the cab we talked about his family members. Everyone is missing papa and he cried when he talked about papa. He was telling me what happened at home that day when papa passed away (13 12 05):( Everyone back home in Pakistan hope to see us in Jan 06 as I had promised them I will be there with DZ but papa will not be there. I intend to visit his grave when I go there next month, Inshallah.

DZ was so excited to see her papa. She started running about even though she was having temperature. DH carried her and he played with her for awhile. I gave DZ her fever medicine and her papa made her sleep. She called out ‘papa’ even in her sleep. DH realized how much she missed him. She woke up couple of hours later and was looking for her papa. When I asked her, can papa go in the aeroplane? She shook her head left and right and said NO. DH smiled at her reply. We went back home that evening from my mom’s place.

Thank God that DZ’s fever was down but she was feeling tired,sleepy and not her usual self. She played with us for a while and she slept early that night. DH and I sat down and talked about our house, our family members, our bills, our next trip etc. He felt down again when he talked about papa. DH had tears in his eyes and he said he doesn’t have his dad anymore but I reminded him that he himself is a dad now and I know that losing someone in the family can be very painful...it is really painful.

backdated post

2005-12-19T00:58:00.000-08:00

When will I ever have a decent conversation with my MIL? I realized that I have not talked to her since the time we were back from Pak. Not that I don’t get along well with her or she hates me, in fact she likes me a lot but the only problem is our language barrier. But now that DH is over there, I will call home and sometimes ammi answers the phone. The day when he left for pak, with the few words I know, I called home to ask if DH has reached. Ammi answered and she replied to me saying that the flight was delayed but he was on his way home from the airport. I understood that much in urdu. I told her ‘ok ammi, thanks’, but she was expecting me to say few words more which I know not and my SIL came on the phone and explain to me everything again in English, geesh . It was different when I was there. I can understand what she was telling me mostly because I ‘watched’ her body language and the topic we were discussing. I will nod my head or have my DH beside me as my interpreter. Somehow I always feel embarrass or helpless when I am on the phone with her. DH as usual pushes the phone to me and say ‘here talk to ammi’ without giving me time to prepare my speech :-) all that I can talk is to ask her how is she in urdu and reply ‘mey theek hoon ammi’. She continues to ask me more questions but I will be lost somehow because I usually try to pick up words that I understand from her questions and assume that is what she is asking. Sometimes I take a longer time to understand her questions. Even if I understand her questions, I can’t reply her back because I can’t seem to find the right words and that’s because I have not been practicing my urdu words at all. I feel like a loser. I was so enthusiastic in learning urdu and that was how I came up with my own materials plus the translation with the help of DH. I studied the materials couple of times and that’s it. It is lying inside my drawer now. I even promised everyone back home that I will learn urdu before my next trip and I will converse with them in urdu and not in English. At the rate I am learning, I will have to continue using the universal language. Yesterday I talked with ammi and at first I was confident in talking to her those few sentences in urdu and I even told her DZ was sleeping in urdu. Until that point I felt I was doing ok. When she asked me more questions, I stumbled for the replies and DH had to come to my rescue as ammi gave him the phone. After yesterday, I have decided to learn few words each day.

God decides otherwise

2005-12-15T20:17:00.000-08:00

When I thought I can enjoy the year end with happy memories, God decides otherwise...The MIGHTY & THE ALL-KNOWING, HE is the one to whom all hearts submit in love & HE is the one whom we turn to when we are happy or sad.

2005-12-08T23:19:00.000-08:00

You're the color blue. You have the three c's in
life--you're cool, caring and confident.
Trustworthy and honest, people are naturally
attracted to you. You're unusually optimistic,
but that makes life all the better. You're an
imaginative person who loves sleeping and
dreaming. Hard-working and determined, you
excell in school. You're everybody's favorite,
and this is because you have this undefined
richness in your personality and attitude.
Mild-tempered and stable. Not to mention very
intelligent. Along with the fact that you're
conservative, you're worried about the
environment. So basically, you're a generous,
dependable and devoted--just the kind of person
everybody needs. Wouldn't it be great if
everybody in the world were like you?

What color are you? (Amazingly detailed & accurate--with pics!)
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I love DREAMING :D

BYE to the year 2005

2005-12-07T00:34:00.000-08:00

It is time to think back the moments of my life in the year 2005. I am so thankful to God to let me be around with my family and my friends. Some events that I will remember most are: my 1st trip to Karachi on 23.04.05:my darling zoha turned 1 year old on 06.06.05: my 2nd wedding anniversary on 05.07.05:DZ’s first tooth appearance on 01.09.05: my first DnD together with DH on 10.09.05: my darling amirra turning 1 year old on 11.12.05.
I am sure I missed out few dates like the first time I went with DH for my company’s movie night-out where we watched the movie 'Just Like Heaven', DZ’s first visit to the zoo, DZ’ first time catching the fireworks live on National Day, DZ’s and DA’s baby contest, the birth of my cousin’s first boy in the family after 4 girls. I am really thankful to God to make this year a good year for me as well as for my family and friends. We are so glad to have spent this year with lots of love and sweet memories. I am definitely looking forward to the year 2006 firstly because of my leave entitlement hahaha so that I can apply leave to fly to Karachi and spend sometime with my family there. I am planning to send DZ to the playgroup as well so that she can learn more and enjoy with children of her age. Am I ready to have another one? : D INSHALLAH. (I am sure spicy Harp got something to add on) hahaha. I got couple more dreams for next year. All this will only happen if God wants it to be. For now, let me enjoy my year end bonus and the Christmas and New Year holidays with my family and friends.

I am also waiting for DH to be back from Pakistan. Missing him ‘loads and loads’.

A bus journey with a pervert

2005-12-04T18:07:00.000-08:00

This morning I took bus 124 to work. After few stops from my mom's place, this old man board the bus and he sat beside me. If I am in the bus and if there are any empty seats beside old men, I will prefer to stand than sit beside them. At first, when the old man sat beside me, I was sitting near to the window. I was watching news on tv mobile, when suddenly I felt someone's hand on my leg. This dirty old man moved his hand and leg nearer to me and he pretended to be sleeping. I quickly took my bag and place near my side. I pushed his hand away from my side with my bag...I press my bag on his hand and leg away from me. I kept staring at him. He pretended to not see me with his small eyes. I felt like giving him one big punch on his face. But I did not want to make a scene. He did not stop there. He started moving his elbow towards me. I was really very angry by then. I gave him one hard push with my elbow. The bus was very crowded this morning. There was a lady standing on his right side. This dirty old man tried his trick on her. She looked at him and then she looked at me. I just looked at her for sometimes and she understood from my eyes that that this guy is a sick old man. She moved away from him. Another lady came and he continued his way. She placed her bag infront of her so that he will not touch her. She moved away too. It was confirmed that this old man is a pervert after seeing the two ladies moved away. I got up from my seat and stand away from the old man. Unfortunately, another lady sat on the seat. I was watching him all the while. He did it again with his elbow. The lady stared at him. By now, the bus has reached my stop. Before I got down the bus, I advised the lady not to sit beside the dirty old man. She agreed with me. I said it very loud that he is one sick man who deserved to be handed over to the police. Everyone in the bus heard me and I got down after that. The old man did not even dare to look at me...It was just my bad luck this morning. There will be no next time. I am not going to sit beside any old man ever again.

Day 2: Feeling lonely

2005-12-04T03:26:00.000-08:00

DH called and he is doing fine. I am glad he is spending time with ammi and papa. Everyone back home is missing us. I am online waiting for DH to come. He said he will be online. I have been staying over at my mom's place since yesterday. I am missing my own home. Tomorrow I plan to go back to my place after work and do some cleaning up. DZ pushing me out of the chair saying she wants to use the j njkggjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjg, jj ok shehe took over the keyboard...g,,,x she is fighting with me over the keyboard and saying "wait wait" and pushing my hand away from the keyboard. Papa see I am typing :) There she comes again..saying "sit sit"

Day 1: A feeling of Anxiety

2005-12-03T09:23:00.000-08:00

DH took the PIA flight to Karachi today.

Updated: DH reached home safely, ALHAMDULILAH. (feeling light hearted now). We are missing you alot.

Let’s go by the vote

2005-11-24T20:12:00.000-08:00

If I have ten hands up to support me to join the netball team at my workplace, I will sign up my name. Well the last I played netball was when I was in secondary school. I love to play ball games especially basketball. I used to be in the basketball team for couple of years. Throwing balls in the court after school and running around in the court. I really miss those days. I just remember an incident that happened to me and my sister when we were in year 2 or 3. We were hanging out after school and instead of heading back home, we were talking with this one guy who was expelled from school. We saw him over at our school on his bicycle and we decided to take turn to ride it. Late in the afternoon, the discipline teacher saw us and punished us for mixing with the guy inside the school compound. He called us to stand in front of the afternoon session students (facing them) and sing the anthem before we were allowed to go back home. There were 5 of us in the front including my sister and my friends. I sang the anthem with head high because I did not want the junior students to find out that we were being punished. One of them who was my friend came forward at the end of the day to ask us why we were standing in front. Well I lied to her and I told her since it is time for the national anthem, we decided to join in. She did not suspect anything wrong :)

The next day I was the only one to be called into the principal office. I can’t remember why but my sister and my friends were not in the same class as me so they escaped that stupid meet up with the principal. That idiot guy found out what happened the day before and I was asked to admit my mistake. I told him that the guy who was expelled was my classmate and he himself lent me his bike. That idiot then asked me one question. If any guy were to give me a lift, I will just get in his car? I stood there crying in front of him. Damn now I wonder why the hell did I cry. I should have just answered the idiot that if that guy behind the wheel is handsome, I will get in HAHAHA. That answer would have landed me into more trouble. I was asked to stay back for a day after school outside his office. I hated that idiot anyway. He as an Indian always like to pick on pretty Indian gals hahaha ( this is what I think) LOL.

Nice memories MINUS the idiot principal. Now back to the netball competition. Should I sign up or forget it? I don’t know who else in the team. Any hands up??? :)

a long ride with my JAAN (Part II)

2005-11-22T22:52:00.000-08:00

I LOVE the SEA.
ok I am done for today LOL

A long ride with my JAAN (in my dream) ;-)

2005-11-22T20:27:00.000-08:00

I LOVE the SAND.

Birthday Characteristics of my family

2005-11-22T00:45:00.000-08:00

DH ----> August 01 - 15 ~ Monkey

If you are a Monkey: Very impatient and hyper!!! You want things to be done as quick as possible. At heart, you are quite simple and love if you are the center of attraction. That way, you people are unique. You would like to keep yourself safe from all the angles. Shall your name be dragged or featured in any sort of a controversy, you then go all panicky. Therefore, you take your precautions from the very beginning. When you foresee anything wrong, your sixth sense is what saves you from falling in traps. Quite a money minded bunch you people are!!

My Opinion - I agree that he is simple at heart. Maybe he gets panicky if he sense trouble. Definetly he is not money minded. Overall he is a simple guy who takes things as it comes.

Camilla ----> August 16 - 25 ~ Mouse

If you are a Mouse: Always up to some sort of a mischief! The mischievous gleam in your eyes is what makes you so cute and attractive to everyone. You are an extremely fun-to-be-with kind of person. No wonder, people seek for your company and look forward to include you for all get-togethers. However, you are sensitive, which is a drawback. People need to select their words while talking to you. If someone tries to fiddle around and play with words while dealing with you, it is enough to invite your wrath. God bless the person then!

My Opinion - Maybe I was mischeif when I was young. I am cute??? ATTRACTIVE??? :) I am definetly sensitive but not to the extreme. So I am safe to befriend with.

DZ ----> June 04 - 14 ~ Turtle

If you are a Turtle: You are near to perfect and nice at heart.The examples of your kindness are always circulated in groups of people.You, too, love peace. You wouldn't like to retaliate even to a person who is in the wrong. You are loved due to this. You do not wish to talk behind one's back. People love the way you always treat them. You can give, give and give love, and the best part is that you do not expect it back in return.You are generous enough.Seeing things in a practical light is what remains the best trait of you guys.

My Opinion - I like everything that is mention for DZ and hopefully all of it turns out to be true for her in future. Inshallah.

Few bumps here and there

2005-11-21T18:28:00.000-08:00

Lately DZ has been bumping into walls and glass panel was the latest so far. The first time was on the eve of Eid. I was putting up curtains at my mom's place and it was very windy. The wind was blowing so hard that the curtains started 'flying'. Zoha liked it so much and she was playing 'hide and seek' by going in and out of the curtains. I was hanging the curtains on the other side of the hall and was getting down from the chair. Zoha thought that she can run in and out of the curtain but she did not realise there was the wall behind the curtains. She ran towards it and before I could catch her she bang herself onto the wall. She started crying and I put ice pack and later applied vicks on her forehead. It was cute that she thought she can play hide and seek behind the curtain but was scary when she hit her head hard against the wall. Last friday she did the same thing again. We were taking pics at borders and there was this big glass panel written borders. I took pic of DH standing there and we wanted to take a solo pic of zoha so we told her to go and stand infront of the glass panel. She ran thinking that it was the entrance of the borders but she did not realise that it was the glass panel. She bang herself and a lady who was reading from inside looked up to see what was the noise. I was thankful to God it was not a hard one. The security guy even came out to check on DZ. When children start walking, we parents have to be extra vigilant. I always pray and ask God to protect my DZ always.

The search is ON

2005-11-21T17:38:00.000-08:00

INDIAN IDOL IS BACK. The Search for Indian Idol is ON in SONY TV. DH & I are glued on to Sony channel once more after Fame Gurukul has ended.

Not a good weekend

2005-11-20T19:58:00.000-08:00

It was drizzling on friday evening. We went to Orchard to take some pics. When we reached Orchard the rain had stopped. DZ enjoyed running around Orchard and we had a hard time taking her pic before she runs away from the camera. We had our dinner at BK and it was almost 12 midnight when we reached home. The next day, zoha started sneezing. I was afraid she got the flu. I gave her medicine and I cleaned the house and went to my mom's place in the afternoon. We were supposed to go to my cousin place and mom had other plans before going to my cousin place. She left first and told me to meet up later at my cousin place. DZ was not feeling good and she slept at 5pm. She woke up at 7.30pm. I did not want to bring her out late in the evening. Maybe she got the flu because she was out the night before. I told my cousin to excuse me as DZ was not well. I thought I will go to my cousin place after paying a visit to my friend's place. But in the end, I stayed at home taking care of DZ. Yesterday I was little upset with my mom. I did not talk to her well at home. She called me once I reached home and asked what happen. I told her how I felt and I was crying over the phone...the whole day I was having terrible headache maybe that's why I was feeling down and started crying. DH was surprised to see me crying over the phone and he kept asking me what was wrong. I told him it was my headahce. Just last week alone, my head has been hurting for 3 days. After making DZ sleep, I took panadol and rest. I wanted to handwash the new cloths worn on eid yesterday and my headache spoilt all my plans. The weekday did not start well either. I was late today for work...15 mins late and I hate myself whenever I am late. I reached my mom's place at 8.10am this morning so I decided to take a cab to work. It was raining and I knew I will be late for work today as it is always difficult to get a cab. I managed to get the cab only after half an hour. Gosh I just hate to start my monday late. I will finish late today as I got night court duty as well. I've got my clothes to wash & I promised DH that I will cook today. Hopefully night court finishes early today.

The pics we took in Orchard did not turn out well at all. Out of the few pics we took, only couple of them turn out well, claimed by DH. Before I could check out the pics, he deleted them :( saying that the rest were blur. Of course I was angry with him. In one weekend, I was upset with mom, DH and my head (for my headahce).

young hijabi

2005-11-17T00:36:00.000-08:00

I am surprise to listen to new words everyday. Mommy talks to me in english and papa in urdu. I listen to them attentively and love to speak to them in their language. I say words like "see", "can", "fower","pani" and more. I can even talk in tamil. I call mommy, papa, nenek, anna, akka when I am with them. Mommy and papa teach me new words everyday and it is so interesting to hear them talk. Mommy taught me "car", "bee", "choo choo train" yesterday. Today I will learn more new words. Mommy gets very happy when I repeat a word after her. She tells papa that I learned more words today. Mommy and Papa loves me alot and I love them too....AWWWWWWWWWAAAAA (my way of kissing) :)

Jamaliah ma & Anisha ma calls me vain. I like when Jamaliah ma puts khol in my eyes and powder on my face when we go out. I like to carry Anisha ma handbag too. They call me vain because I like to look at myself in the mirror whenever they dress me up. They said I am vain just like my mommy hehehe. I love to pray with mommy. Whenever she stands to pray, I run to the room, stand infront of her & pray with her. I like to wear "topi" and pray. I always wear my datuk topi. Mommy loves to put on scarve for me but I like topi more :)

snapshots

2005-11-09T17:53:00.000-08:00

zoha & her buddy posing for her papa on 1st day of eid. She is all happy to celebrate eid with Elmo.

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what's cooking?

2005-11-08T18:23:00.000-08:00

I promised my friends I will cook briyani for eid this year and, I did it and the most important person to judge my briyani was my DH. He gave it thumbs up and simply enjoyed them. I was ecstatic after hearing it from DH. I shall now reveal the secret to my success in cooking a nice briyani. That is SHAN BOMBAY BRIYANI. DH bought a big packet of shan Bombay briyani that has the briyani rice packet and masala packet in it. He bought a shan chicken tikka packet as well.I read their method of cooking and consulted my mom. She said she will cook the briyani for me but I told her I want to try. So we decided, I will cook for my friends and she will cook for my relatives. One packet of briyani can serve up to 6-8 persons. I washed the chicken pieces; marinate them with the chicken tikka masala early morning. My mom came over to my place to cook for my relatives. She waited for me to finish cooking for my friends so that she can take over the cooking. I tasted the chicken masala and found it too spicy. Mom was fasting so she could not taste but she asked me to add more onions. I added few more chopped onions and little condensed milk. After cooking the chicken masala, I washed the rice, and add salt to it. Once the rice was cooked, I drained the water from the rice. In a new pot, I poured a layer of chicken masala and then add the briyani rice on it. I add coriander leaves, fried onions, 'rose' water and 'sprinkled' condensed milk over the rice. I had to repeat the steps until all the rice is transferred to the new pot. I had to cook it once more in slow heat for awhile. I was so glad the rice was not too moist or dry and I fried the rest of the chickens that I did not use for the chicken masala. It was little spicy though and I think Shan masala are supposed to be that spicy. My DH likes his food spicy and all so he enjoyed his briyani I cooked for him for the first time. But I think the credit goes to my mom too for overlooking my cooking and guiding me along. But she really did not think it will turn out delicious because I did not add any chilly paste or chilly powder to my chicken masala in her opinion. I told her all spices are added in the shan masala itself so we don't have to add in our cooking. My mom cooked more briyani for my relatives using her own briyani masala and she cooked mutton curry to go with it. But she did not mix the rice and mutton together like I did. Finally when it was time for iftar, my cousins and my mom had the briyani and they finished the last bit and the rest of them who came later ate my mom's briyani and they enjoyed it too. The only difference between my mom's cooking and my method of cooking briyani is that I don't have to add any salt or spices because it is added in the shan masala packet itself.

I will not say my briyani is the best but for a first try, I think I did well. Harp tried my briyani. Hopefully she enjoyed it. Did you harp or do I need to bribe you to praise my cooking hahaha.

Jaycie was right to point out shan packets make cooking easy.

this is a hate post

2005-11-07T01:35:00.000-08:00

I hate her. She thinks she is right and my whole family have to bend down to her. I see her at all my other aunties house except to my parent's place. She got hell of time to visit the rest of her sisters and brothers but when it comes to her younger brother,my dad's house, she pretends he doesn't exist. I am talking about my dad's sister here. Well she hates my family because I did not marry her son. By the way all her sons are married with children now. I see her without fail in my aunties/auncles house and she is all happy and merry. She is a great actress. She did not turn up for my wedding and her reason was because God did not want her attend my wedding...what duh fish....her sons reason was because they forgot...I remembered her elder's son and his family came over to my mom's place the next day after my wedding with their stupid reason. I felt like telling them right in their face to stop their acting but I kept quiet and "thank" them for coming. She hurt my parents many times and yet they are nice to her. Today I thought I want to go and shop in Serangoon Road after work and I know my mom is going to this auntie's house today for eid visiting. I was thinking I will shop a very fast one and head back home before 7pm to pick my DZ from my mom's place. Once she know that I am going to shop after work, she called me at my workplace and scolded me. I don't understand why she is running to go to her place when my auntie doesn't know how to respect my mom and dad. I am hurt why my mom wants to blindly follow my other aunts to her place. I hate this auntie of mine more and more but I am still calling her auntie for my dad and not anyone else.

mood: FUMING MAD

updates <09-11-05>: Dear mom did not go that day because the rest of my aunts all decided to go today. Surprisingly this aunty of mine called my mom yesterday evening and invited her. Once my mom hang down the phone, she immediately turned to me and said my aunt invited me as well. Even if my aunt did not, I am sure my mom did that to drag me along with her. I don't want to argue or hurt my mom's feeling, so I am going to PLEASE MY MOM ONLY.

eve of eid

2005-11-01T18:09:00.000-08:00

Thank God it is half day today. I have been cleaning my place for a week now and still things not done yet. DH promised to help me today with the housework. DZ is with my mom today and I will pick her later in the evening. The last 2 weeks have been tiring running to my mom's place and my place. Helping her with her housework and coming back after 12am and getting sleep after 1am. Rushing to work in the morning and rushing back home for iftar can be a form of exercise. Today is the last day of ramadan and I thank God to have made this fasting possible for me. Every other day when I don't eat, I feel that my gastric pain is back to haunt me but I have not felt it at all during ramadan and I have not been taking my medication at all, shukur alhamdulilah. Afterall we are fasting for HIM alone. I have missed few days of fasting for some reasons and hopefully I pay it back soon and not wait till next ramadan, inshallah. Tonight we plan to go to Geylang bazaar and I must remind myself to get a henna cone. I am sure if I ask the girls to have my hand painted with henna, I will have it all smudged in the crowd tonight. I still remember my mom, my sister and I did not sleep a wink last year. This year I am not sure if I can get some sleep tonight but definetly got to wake up for eid prayers. DZ has to sleep early tonight so that she gets enough sleep as we will all be up early tomorrow. Right now I have got to get back to work and finish my stuff.

Eid Mubarak To All Muslims

2005-10-31T01:19:00.000-08:00

let us remember the less fortunate ones in our prayers & duas.

First time

2005-10-26T01:22:00.000-07:00

"I am small size", someone said to me. I must say this is the FIRST time someone commented that I am of small build. All my life, I have been called TALL GIANT but never was I overweight thanks to my height. I remembered when I was in school, every assembly period we need to stand in line and I was always the last one behind with the guys. Every photo taking I was asked to stand in the middle and the rest will be either to my right or left. I was never proud of my height because there are many taller girls than me but I was very conscious about my weight. Well who wasn't in our teenage years. I had tried all kind of diet plans from starving to exercising but it was never easy for me. There was once I went to my friends wedding and my sister & I were wearing heels. We are both the same height and we heard someone said that we are tall and yet we are in heels. We felt like turning back and telling them it was not their money we bought those heels with. The only time I manage to lose weight easily was in my early stage of pregnancy. I was down to 47kg and also the only time I wanted to put on weight for my baby inside me. Well the whole thing came about when I was talking to my colleague about DZ being little underweight. She doesn't eat or drink milk much so that explains her weight and my colleague said that maybe it is because you are small size yourself. I have achieved being "small" after being a mother..(NOT REALLY):D

no time for world wide web

2005-10-21T02:27:00.000-07:00

For the next 2 days, I will ditch my computer and become a full time housewife. Even though I have internet connection at home, I can never find the time to go online. I am busy cleaning the house and taking care of DZ at the same time. Sometimes I can’t do certain task if she is awake. If she sees me scrubbing my bathroom, she insists in joining me inside and that is what happen to me last weekend. I had to stop my cleaning halfway and had to play with her. Well I pay back for the weekdays I am away from her. Infact I enjoy watching her do new things. If she sees me sneaking out of the room, she immediately stands up & walks behind me. By evening, she gets bored and I have to bring her down for a walk. In the end, I would have only completed one or two chores in the house. I’ve got loads of clothes for washing and drying. I’ve got those windows need to be clean. The wall fans and lights need to be clean. I’ve got to mop the floor this weekend. I even wanted to try out how to cook briyani but two weekends have gone and I am still finding time for my briyani. DH is disappointed for the last 2 weeks. Every week the list seems to be getting longer and longer. But alas, this wonder woman cannot do wonders and complete them.

I have two more weeks to try out the briyani because I promised my friends they will get to taste my cooking when they come home for Eid. Is there any easier way to cook briyani???

Being a mother

2005-10-18T20:49:00.000-07:00

I realized that being a mother, we too can widen our circle of friends. At workplace, I have colleagues whom I do not know very well, approaching me and asking about the well being of me and my baby. I see that we are discussing more about motherhood now whenever we get the chance to meet in the office. It is a nice feeling when people approach me and tell me about themselves & their experiences with motherhood. There was a time when I was leaving office, this guy who works in the family court asked about my daughter's well being. I looked at him in surprise. I even replied him that he mistook me for someone else. Well there is a gal who resembles me at my workplace. No we are not twins nor related. We just happen to look alike :). I have been mistaken for her many times in the office so I assumed this guy thought it was her. But he told me that he knows that girl too and he was in fact asking about me. I was surprised to know that people noticed me PREGNANT. I must have looked too pretty or ugly to have been noticed LOL (Personally I find all pregnant ladies CUTE ;D) The day before yesterday, a Chinese lady carrying her daughter sat beside me in the bus. The baby gal was very friendly and she started playing with me. Our conversation started with her daughter and then my DZ. The mother commented that the girls might go to the same school because we live in the same town. I can say that being a mother has made my life more meaningful and fun. 3 CHEERS TO MOTHERHOOD :D

DH's making a trip to pak

2005-10-17T17:57:00.000-07:00

It's been decided that DH goes to pak after Eid. Well at first the plan was that he spends his Eid in pak and with papa not feeling well, he needs to go back to visit him. I used up all my leaves when I was in pak in May. Now with a miserable half a day leave balance, I am eagerly waiting for december because I simply CANNOT WORK WITHOUT LEAVE. I have been using up my medical leaves for now :), so much for the complain haha. I can't go with DH to pak :( He will be there for 2 weeks and just thinking alone about this makes me miss him. DZ will miss her papa too. Everytime the phone rings at home when DH's at work, she goes "papa". But DH has his responsibilites too towards his family. I miss everyone back home in pak. I am looking forward to be in pak end december.
This year eid will be little different as we will be celebrating it in our own house, inshallah. Did nothing so far to prepare for it and definetly the last week I am going to be tied down with lots of work & I can't take any leave...I will never be done with the complains about my leave at least till end of this year :O

south asia quake 08.10.2005

2005-10-12T01:10:00.000-07:00

My heart goes out to the victims of the recent earthquake and to the lost generation of children. Everyday I read the news online hoping to see people & children especially coming out from the rubbles alive but no such happy news today at least. I pray for all those who have perished, for those who have lost their families, for those parents who have lost their children, for those children who have lost their parents and those who are waiting for help to come to them, ALLAH please provide them with food and shelter, ALLAH please lighten their hearts and show them the light, ALLAH please bestow your love to those children who have lost their parents and ALLAH please give them the strength to rebuild their lives.

I pray that the relief supplies & medical aids reach the needy people fast.

I pray that the rest of the world remembers these people in their duas.

I pray that more donations and relief supplies to keep coming in

I pray that there are still people alive under the rubbles and rescuers get to them fast.

AMEEN