Raya mood is still around
heyya guys, how’s your raya celebration? better than expected?
In malaysia, the routine of the first day of raya (mostly in my parents’ hometown):
1) everyone wake up really really early, especially for the girls. and most of the time, i’m the last one to wake up.
2) ask-for-forgiveness session just in the family (usually in the bedroom, for privacy purpose).
3) raya prayer at the main mosque..
4) visit kubur of my grandparent and other relatives.
5) big feast with the big family. must involve rice no matter what.
6) start visiting our closest relatives, brothers, sisters, uncles, aunties, cousins, nieces, neighbours, officemates, you name it. and the main activity is eating, eating & eating…
7) usually we are all tired at around 3.00/4.00ish, and by that time, most of us are already on the floor, sleeping. not for long though, maybe for an hour. pretty sure many malays all around the country do the same thing too, sleep for a while in the evening, around the same time, before continuing beraya at night..hehe..
maybe that’s what i’m doing, continue the malay tradition. sleep during raya…huhu
favourite kuih raya?
almond London by Zatty or is it london almond? whatever. wahahahaha..
favourite raya food?
Satay & Lemang.
favourite bunga api/mercun?
anything goes. mercun roket, ketupat (or bola), naga, lalat, ayam, telur, bawang and bunga api (for girls..hehe). got chased by an old man once when my "mercun lalat"
landed perfectly on his house roof.
which one do you prefer? father’s kampung/mother’s kampung/ur house to celebrate raya?
my mom’s kampung at N9. more cousins and relatives there.
which raya dish do you know how to prepare?
does sirap count?
favourite raya’s eve activity?
Eating and sleeping when exhausted.
ideal open house?
in a kampung environment with a huge lawn with nice grass.
From now on..maybe kuantan
favourite lagu raya?
raya by jalil hamid. nahh just kidding. wahahaha aa..takbir raya still can make me cry,
so probably that’s my favorite.
favourite pasar ramadhan?
alor star’s pasar ramadhan.
average number of kad raya received every year?
2 or none.. wahahaha =)
whats the first thing that comes to your mind when people mention raya?
no more duit raya like it used to? wahahahaha…
where will you be this hari raya?
With my love one at N9 and Kuantan
Gotta go guys, 22 days of raya to go! semangat sikit everyone! wahahahaha…
Thanks to Atip for Nasi Dagang & My dear Zatty for making this raya in Kuantan
so memorable…You really made my day…Missin you so baddd right now !
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Sincerest Apology
"Selamat Hari Raya
Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir dan Batin."
a phrase commonly used for Hari Raya Aidilfitri, but I guess to some people it
means nothing but some words. Words that we write in greeting cards. Words that
we write is sms-es. When we utter those very words, do we actually mean to apologize
with sincere intention?
Maaf Zahir dan Batin. Perhaps when it comes to it, we should limit the
word "Batin" to certain people only, as it doesn’t apply to
everyone. Hehe. Of course I don’t wanna say "Maaf Batin" to guys like
Atip and Zainal. But Nuar, you may wanna say that to Zainal. Not right.
During my 24 years of life, I may have done some things which I’m not proud of.
Stupid things, really. Therefore I would like to use this opportunity to
sincerely apologize to anyone, who may feel offended by my action, ignorance,
stupidity and lack of judgement. I’m truly sorry.
To all, please accept SINCEREST APOLOGY.
From the bottom of my heart, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir dan
Batin.
Choose your friends like your books, few but choice. I also realized recently
that we should be extra careful choosing friends. Quality over quantity that
is. It’s dissapointing and shocking to know that even some of my Non-Muslim
friends are being a better friend than Muslim ones. They are more concerned and
honest, when it matters the most.
When it matters the most.
" Sesungguhnya berkawan dengan orang-orang yang soleh (orang-orang
baik) dibandingkan dengan orang-orang jahat adalah seperti berkawan dengan
orang yang menjual minyak wangi berbanding dengan tukang besi. Maka
berkawan dengan tukang penjual minyak wangi terkadang dia memakaikan kepadamu
atau kamu mengikutnya atau mencium wanginya. Akan tetapi berkawan dengan tukang besi (peniup
api) mungkin terbakar pakaianmu atau kau merasakan panasnya. "
Hadis Riwayat Muslim
My Raya prayer: ( for you syg )
Ya Allah,
Kalau dia memang jodohku
Dekatkanlah…
Tapi kalau dia bukan jodohku
Jodohkan lah..
Jika dia tidak berjodoh denganku
Maka jadikanlah kami jodoh..
Kalau dia bukan jodohku..
Biarkan dia tidak berjodoh sama seperti diriku
Kalau dia tak mungkin dijodohkan denganku
Jgn sampai dia dpt jodoh yg lain
Selain aku..
Ya Allah,
Dan saat dia tidak memiliki
jodoh,
Jodohkan lah kami kembali..
Kalau dia jodoh orang lain,
PUTUSKANLAH!!
Jodohkan dengan diriku
Jika dia tetap menjadi jodoh orang lain
Biar orang itu ketemu jodoh dengan yang lain
Dan kemudian
Jodohkan kembali dia dengan ku..
*Amin..
We’ll find pleasure having true friends who never backstab you. Who never talk
shit behind your back. Who never fail to give you honest advice about life,
regardless whether it hurts so much. Who stick to
you through anything. Having said that, I wish I can be a great friend as well, as said by Ralph
Waldo Emerson, "The only way to have a friend is to be one." I wish.
I’m going back to N9 one day
before Raya (Monday). If you happen to be there silalah datang beraya di kampung
or di rumah Ampang.
I would also like to express my gratitude over the mental-stimulating
conversations, excellent insights and honest opinions in my previous entry.
Thank you.
I’m on vacation next week. No
computer.. so SMS me. =).. I’m on hiatus..
“ Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri .. Maaf Zahir
& Batin “
Memoirs of ME
Miss you guys…
Lat, Adderly, Azmi,
Rama, Bala, Brenda, Suzy, Diana …etc
(UWN, BIT & Computing Batch 2000-2004 )
& the rest of you
guys..
Time flies! It has been 2 years since we graduated from Uni
times. I miss u guys, really. I miss all of you.
Catching up with old friends was great. It was indeed a good
time. It finally came and went. Since back then, we were never met under
the same roof again, and have been officially disbanded in all but name. While
in reality, everything was over since our exams in March 04. I daresay in the past 3 and a half years, we became more than
friends. We became a sort of a pseudo-family. One thing is for sure, I’ll never
forget them. Never ever. To all of you, thanks for the memories, and here’s to
many more in the future.Keep in touch !!
" Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until
they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born. "
Adios`
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Something to remind me of:
Do not undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others.
It is because we are different that each of us is special.
Do not set your goals by what other people deem important.
Only you know what is best for you.
Do not take for granted the things closest to your heart.
Cling to them as you would your life,
For without them, life is meaningless.
Do not let your life slip through your fingers
By living in the past nor for the future.
By living your life one day at a time,
You live all the days of your life.
Do not give up when you still have something to give.
Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.
Do not be afraid to encounter risks.
It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave.
Do not dismiss your dreams.
To be without dreams is to be without hope;
To be without hope is to be without purpose.
Do not run through life so fast that you forget
Not only where you have been, but also where you are going.
Life is not a race,
But a journey to be savored each step of the way.
You guys have a blessed Ramadhan. Selamat bersahur,
selamat berpuasa, selamat berbuka puasa, selamat bertarawikh.
Ada Apa Dengan Title?
Hmmmm. Ordinary people? How do you define ordinary people?
Literally? Orang Kebanyakan? Rakyat Jelata? People with no
title?
If that’s the case, does that mean people with titles are better? They are simply,
extraordinary?
What about a single mother (with no title), earning an honest living by working
two jobs, 7 days a week to raise her 4 children? Does that make her ordinary?
I would definitely associate such woman with the word "extraordinary"
and "special".
Last 2 years, pleasantly surprised to hear that the son of a close
family friend (one year older than me) got married with his coursemate a few
months back. But the surprise didn’t end there. Apparently my family wasn’t
invited to the wedding, at all. Wow. Ungga gangga!
You see, our family are related by blood (but quite far) and have been close
for as long as I can remember. And then it happened. For better or worse. He
received datukship for his accomplishments and achievements. And now,
he’s a Tan Sri.
For the first time in the family, the Tan Sri was having the very first wedding
for their beloved son. The wedding must be grand I think, as the guest list
included the Prime Minister himself. I heard the Prime Minister did attend the
ceremony, at Dewan Perdana Felda. Personally, if their children would get
married someday, I was completely convinced our family would be invited. I know
for sure that when they’re figuring out the guest list, my family would be on
the top 10 or at least top 20 on top of their head. It’s a given. No doubt.
Whatsoever.
Or so thought.
I was wrong. My family wasn’t even told about the wedding (until weeks later),
not to mention a formal invitation. When my parents told me about it, I
realized that my parents didn’t show much emotion or disgust. My parents even
mentioned defensive words like, "
Oh mungkin dia lupa kot…"
and "Mungkin dah habis quota..tak cukup tempat duduk". While
my elder sister said, "
Tuh aa pasal, pelik jugak kenapa diorang tak
invite." But eyes never lie. I could see from my mother’s eyes, she
was taken aback to say the least. Sad. Dissapointed. Frustrated. I could listen
to her tone. How could they?
And this PISSED ME OFF.
Well of course anyone who intentionally upsets our mothers would piss us off
eh?
This is unacceptable. You should’t treat us like that, especially to my mom.
There’s no excuse.
Why weren’t we invited? Because we are ordinary and not good enough to their
so-called "standard"? Because we’re not some Datuk or Tan Sri?
Perhaps some BIG SHOT people (emphasize on some, not all here) have
the perception that they’re somewhat better than everyone else. I know that to
some people it’s not a big deal (regarding the wedding invitation), I wouldn’t
wanna go to the wedding anyway, but this is a huge concern. Why would people
change and forget their roots out of sudden, just because of a freakin’ TITLE?
Title means nothing, if you’re using it for your personal gain and benefits.
The Federal Territories Minister, Tan Sri Mohamed Isa Abdul Samad was found
guilty of money politics recently. Title means nothing, if you don’t use the
opportunity to help out others in need and give back to the community. Title
means nothing, if you use your power and influence to commit crime (this also
include family members of politicians). Recently, the Inspector-General of
Police Tan Sri Mohd Bakri Omar’s son was arrested by the Anti-Corruption Agency
for
alleged ILLEGAL sale of Ramadhan bazaar lots. Title means nothing,
if you forget and ignore your family and friends. Title means nothing, if you
think you’re better than everyone else. I don’t know to what extend the truth
of this article, but you might wanna check it out anyway: Travelling Air Asia, Datuks turn bullies. What about the
richest people in the whole world (Forbes)? Are they rewarded titles as well, for their
extraordinary accomplishments? The top 10:
1) William Gates III
2) Warren Buffett
3) Lakshmi Mittal
4) Carlos Slim Helu
5) Prince Alwaleed Bin Talal Alsaud
6) Ingvar Kamprad
7) Paul Allen
Karl Albrecht
9) Lawrence Ellison
10) S Robson Walton
The richest man in the world is only known as Bill Gates. No title whatsoever.
Perhaps only Prince Alwaleed Bin Talal Alsaud is the only one with a title, and
that’s because he’s a Prince. Personally I think it’s redundant and impractical
to say the least. What should we describe the King of Malaysia as "Malaysia Duli
Yang Maha Mulia Sri Paduka Baginda Yang di-Pertuan Agung"? To my
understanding, we should only use the word "Maha" to describe God’s
sifat,
like Maha Pengasih (The All Beneficent), Maha Penyayang (The Most Merciful),
Maha Pengampun (The All Forgiving), Maha Pemurah (The Bountiful, the Generous),
etc. And now we’re describing the King of our country, who is only HUMAN, as
Maha Mulia? Not right. How do you distinguish GOD and our KING then, if the
word "Maha" can be used as we please? Can anyone please explain?
Okay back to the main topic. I couldn’t help but wonder, do they have a
selection committee for this purpose? Or they are just gonna pick some 50 people
or
so every Duli Yang Maha Mulia Sri Paduka Baginda Yang di-Pertuan
Agung Malaysia’s
birthday? What’s the main criteria to be rewarded then?
Datuk Azhar Mansor
sail solo around the world. Was he successful? I heard there were complications
and problems along the way, but I don’t read that much about him.
Datuk Prof Jimmy Choo
designer, whose clients include the late Princess Diana.
Datuk Michelle Yeoh
an actress, including landing a role as a Bond girl.
Datin Paduka Sharifah Mazlina Syed Abdul Kadir’s
I don’t read much about that, so I can’t say. Is she a royalty in the first
place? Maybe she is. Hehe so not relevant to this purpose of entry.
Datin Seri Normala Samsudin
title as the wife of Datuk Seri Azmi Khalid.
Datin Seri Tiara Jacquelina
title as the wife of Datuk Seri Effendi Norwawi.
Manchester United’s manager Sir Alex Ferguson was knighted after the
club’s magnificent treble in 1999, but if I’m not mistaken (correct me if I’m
wrong here), his wife, Cathy did not receive any automatic title for her
husband’s achievement. That only makes perfect sense right? Why should you be
given a title just because you’re legally married to the person? With all due
respect, Normala Samsudin and Tiara Jacquelina should EARN the title. You gotta
EARN what you DESERVE.
August 3 2003, Datuk Abdul Malik Mydin, 29, from Penang, became the first
Malaysian to swim non-stop across the 33.6km-wide English Channel. He made it
in 17 hours and 35 minutes. He was rewarded with a datukship.
July 13, Lennard Lee, a medical student at Cambridge University, successfully swam non-stop
across the same English Channel in 9
hours and 45 minutes. The temperature was about 16°C."
Lennard Lee did the impressive feat in HALF the time. But was
not rewarded datukship. Is there a double standard? Because it’s an
embarassment for Datuk Abdul Malik Mydin?
But wait. There’s one more important question here, kinda off topic, but
crucial to deliver my message.
That’s not right.
Are we a nation SO obsessed with titles?
Apparently this obsession also happens in rural areas and kampung-kampung.
The title "Tok Haji" or "Pak Haji" is
frequently used to show that the particular person has performed Hajj at least
once. If I’m not mistaken, The Holy Prophet Muhammad S.A.W. performed Hajj only
once in his lifetime. But do we call him Haji Muhammad?
By having this title system and everything, it will create the unnecessary
social gap in our society. The rich becomes richer, the poor becomes poorer.
Why is there a need to differentiate people in the first place anyway? To label
people? Why don’t we just follow India’s Caste System for that
purpose?
We are all Muslims. Yang membezakan kita hanya Iman dan Taqwa.
If rewarding title is so NECESSARY to acknowledge extraordinary
accomplishments, then among the people who deserve them are Nobel Prize winners. And Ibnu Sina. Al-Khawarizmi. Al-Zahrawi.
Al-Jazari. Ibnu Baytar. Ibnu Khaldun. Al-Idrisi. Jabbir Hayan. Mimar Sinan.
Mother Theresa. Albert Einstein. Hellen Keller. Among others.
If you can cure cancer, then in my book, you deserve the highest title
possible. Such accomplishment can’t be measured. Saving the humankind is simply
out of this world. Priceless. Extraordinary.
" Heroes are ordinary people doing extraordinary things at
extraordinary times under extraordinary circumstances."
Where Has It Gone Wrong?
Malaysians are getting married at older age. Why? Let me
give an example. It is a little bit long example. If you want to skip it, there
is a summary at the end.
Say you are a fresh graduate at that age of 23, a male, starting a carrier as
an executive officer working somewhere in KL with a salary, say RM2000 per
month and without any saving in the bank. Monthly, extracting your expenditures
on foods, transportation (public or motorcycle), electricity, water, phone,
house rent and other expenses, say you can save about RM800 the most. Then,
because you are a good son, you send some money to your parents or relatives
about RM300 per month. This will give you a balance of RM500 of saving. For the
first year, maybe you are very discipline with your budget, so you save about
RM5000.
The next year at the age of 24, you meet a girl of your dream. Both of you plan
to get married after one year or two. Ok, that’s fine, it gives you time to
save some more money and some more time to prepare the basic necessities for a
‘happy’ family?a car and a roof to live under. That year because you are a hard
worker, you get a raise of 10%. Since you are also a gentleman, you make sure
some money is put aside to spend on dates and gifts for your girl, so 10% goes
for her. Like the previous year, after much sweat and meggie-eating months, you
save another RM5000. Your company is doing ok. You are paid 2 months bonus(if ade..). So,
another RM4000 is added to your saving. So, your total saving now is RM14,000.
You decide to spend about RM8000 on a brand-new RM40,000 car downpayment. So,
you net saving that year is RM6000.
The next year at the age of 25, you are doing fine at work. But because now you
have to pay for car every month, your total monthly saving is cut down to about
RM400. You save roughly about RM5000 that year. No bonus that year because your
company is doing poor. So, your total saving in the bank is RM11,000. Then, you
decide to get engaged with your girlfriend. She said OK. So, need to buy an
engagement ring. RM1500 is spent on ring plus ‘hantaran pertunangan’. So, your
net saving that year is RM9,500.
The next year at the age of 26, you get promoted. Your salary now is 1.5 of
your starting salary at the company. Good news! You think. "Ok, this year
I will get married". You also are ‘gersang’ already. 
So, you ask your fiancée "how much is the dowry (hantaran)? "
She say, "berapa-berapa yang u sanggup".
You ask,"RM8000 ok?".
She replies, "I okay je. Tapi my mom tu. Dia kata grad oversea macam I ni
mane boleh letak rendah-rendah. Paling kurang RM10,000 tau!".
Your eyes ‘terjegil‘, your tounge ‘meleleh‘ and you faint on the spot.
"Where else in the world can I get extra money?", you say to
yourself. But, because you are very determined to get married with your dream
girl and in the name of love, you work really really hard that year until you
are awarded "The Best Employee of The Year". You get 3 months of
bonus(nih pon if ade lar..). You also do some side business to supply ayam pencen :-P. So, roughly your
net saving at the end of that year is RM20,000.
Ok, now you are 27 years old with enough saving in the bank to pay for the
dowry. But then, come your mom saying,"Anak mak nak kawin ni mesti la buat
grand grand. Kita sewa khemah besar-besar, jemput penyanyi ke artis ke sorang
dua datang buat persembahan. Lauk pauk kita cater aje la ya? RM10 je sekepala.
Baju kawin ko, kita sewa yg cantik-cantik dan mahal-mahal sket. Kita jemput
dalam 1000 orang datang ok?"
You did a quick in-the-head-calculation, "1000xRM10=RM10,000, penyanyi
lagi, khemah lagi, buta-buta je RM15,000!!! Tu tak masuk cincin kahwin
lagi!!"
You say,"Mak, nak buat apa membazir-bazir duit ni?"
Your mom replies,"Apa pulak membazirnya? Kau kawin sekali je seumur hidup.
Biarlah buat betul-betul."
You insist,"Tapi mak?"
Your mom says, "Dahlah, kau jangan nak buat malu mak. Cik Tipah jiran kita tu buat kenduri kat hotel
siap dato, datin, tan sri puan sri lagi datang. Mana la mak nak letak muka
kalau buat kenduri kecik kecik?".
Anyway, you finally get married. But, a beautiful happy life after
marriage that you dream of with your wife does not last long. You have debts
around your waist, interest gets higher every month, cannot afford to pay them,
you wife gets tired of you asking money from her, she accuses you of being
irresponsible husband for not being a good provider, blah blah blah? At the
end, you two go into separate ways? You get divorced.
Problem breeds problem? Sometimes we wonder why marriage institution is failing
in our country. The above example may not represent the whole phenomena in our
culture, but perhaps it gives us some ideas of the problems young couple these
days are facing in getting married from my perspective. The Root Cause of The
Problem…
There is something wrong in our culture. I really think
there are some practices in our culture in Malaysia (Malay culture
specifically) that do not make sense and especially they are contrary to the
teaching of Islam. These practices are well-rooted in our culture that
unfortunately because of them, many people are ‘afraid’ to get married, or
simply feel like they cannot afford when they are actually can afford. These
are some of my observation and summary analysis:
(1) Marriage should be done in the most modest way but in Malaysia, it is
ought to be done in the most lavish way. Competition on whose wedding is the
most grandeur is almost unavoidable. Fame is usually the reason why people
spend unreasonable and wasteful amount of money for a wedding.
(2) The "price" of a woman is measured according to her perhaps
educational background, physical attributes and family social status not
according to her knowledge and understanding of Deen and piety as suggested by
the religion. The saddest thing is that "price" is put on women, who
are supposed to be, if God-loving, kind-hearted and pious ones,
"priceless"! ‘Dowry’ system is adopted by the Malays from perhaps the
Indians who came to Malaysia long time ago. When the ‘dowry’ is put too high and men can’t afford to pay,
marriage is usually delayed or cancelled. An effort to build another small
brick unit of this Deen is delayed or perhaps destroyed only for this reason.
(3) Marriage should be a quick and easy process for the couple not hard, which
eventually becomes a burden. These days, we make marriage so complicated that
people are afraid of getting married. When I was in the UK, I saw
Muslim brothers and sisters getting married at the masjid, with just some
sweets as the main course for the guests. The guests who were invited to
witness the ceremony were usually whoever prayed jemaah at the mosque or some
close relatives and friends. There is no point of being extravagance. We should
focus on the life after wedding not the wedding itself. Wedding is only a door to the marriage house. Why should we spent a lot of
money to decorate the door so beautifully, when the inside of the house is then
left empty, dark and unattractive?
And the pressure is on MEN… 
Oh before I forget, I just wanna stress here that my
writings, my ramblings or my crapping (or whatever you wanna call it) in this
blog, DO NOT entirely reflect me on a personal level. This blog also do not
entirely reflect my character, personality, real-life behavior and attitude
whatsoever. It’s a medium for me to channel my thoughts (or lack of it),
opinions, feedbacks and sometimes (only sometimes) anger and frustration. For
instance, if my jokes are somewhat "dirty minded" to a certain
extent, it’s only a joke. Nothing more. Nothing less. If you don’t
like it, or if you feel offended in some way, you’re more than welcome to
leave. There’s no need to be judgemental here. You can’t simply judge a person
by reading his or her blog. That’s not fair don’t you think? So don’t act like
you know me by just reading this blog.
You guys have a great weekend. I know I
won’t because my syg balik Kampung.. ;-P
You guys take care.
Oh, and Ramadhan Mubarak to all Muslims!
Ode to the absentee dad
I wrote these words on a paper,
Because there’s a few things I must tell.
God’s word speaks to men that pull this caper,
He says they’re worst than an infidel
I am the innocent one in this situation,
I did not ask to come into your world.
At least you could acknowledge your creation,
Pay some attention to your boy or girl.
I need to know about you,
And what you gave to me?
Why are my eyes black, brown, or blue?
How do you figure in my identity?
It’s not about my momma or welfare,
It’s about showing me that I count.
It’s about showing me that you care,
And not about giving a dollar amount.
It’s not about child support payments,
But lord knows it cost money to live.
It is about self-esteem building statements,
And the life-affirming knowledge you could give.
I am unique and I am beautiful,
If you would just come around you could see,
Being with me would be joyful not painful,
You’re the one stopping a relationship with me.
Happy Birthday dad
Wherever you are???
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I n the merry-go-around of love, there are always ups and
down. Love makes the world go around for everybody, even if it breaks our
hearts sometimes… This is my ol’ stories I have to told..
It has taken me
this long to let everyone know it’s over. I was so embarrassed but now I have
come to terms with my break-up. It’s been very painful as we were together for
so long!
I am convinced the
main problem was that we had been together too long – 7 years – without getting
married. We couldn’t marry earlier as we had no money to set up home! We were
building our careers and saving money. We’re not come from a rich family; I
knew that from day one. But I tried hard. Money was not the issue as we had
enough. As for looks yes, I admit I doesn’t have model looks but who cares, I
was not interested in her looks. I was in love! I loved her for herself not her
physical appearance or wealth. I believe in true love..
A lot of little
things, but I knew we were reaching the end when she asked me to revert to
being the ME she knew in the old days before I got a career. I
couldn’t give up my career now.. What else can I do apart from working?
Sometimes she
would tell her friends I was her boyfriend and some would laugh in her face.
That hurt her. I am fine with her friends but she was not at ease with mine.
She said they were snobbish and actsy.. Maybe she is too hi-fi and she looked
down on me when I suggested mamak stalls.
Back then..we had
so many arguments and misunderstandings..
After the split, I
stayed out of the limelight.. it was the worst period of my life! I didn’t know
how to tell my parents. We were together for so long my parents considered her
their daughter-in-law. I cried and cried till my eyes bulged..
I couldn’t take it
when I woke up each morning to an empty bed. The first week I felt like killing
myself, the second week I felt like killing her! The third week I felt like I
could never love again. The fourth week was a daze. Only in the fifth week did
I begin to think perhaps there was still life after the break-up.
Then you came into
my life syg…You are my savior!!
My world has never
been the same since you’ve come into my life. You have given me a sense of
belonging and made me feel loved. I wake up in the morning and sleep at night
thanking god I have finally met the person I can grow old with. I will have it
no other way. I love you now and forever my sweetheart.How do I say Thank You,
for all of the love, and patience, and understanding that you have shown me?
And how do I say Thank You, for the way you came back into my life, and saved
me from the blackness that had become my World?
I thank God every
night since I found you. You came into my life when everything seemed so dark
but you provided the light to find my way. I’ve never been so certain of
anything in my life like I am of us. You have totally changed my outlook in
life and I thank you for that. I never thought that someone could love me like
you do, but guess what? I love you that much too. I feel as if I’m walking over
clouds just thinking about you. You make my life complete. I know you’ve said
we could do foolish things while in love, but you know what? With you I
wouldn’t mind being a fool for the rest of my life. I love you so much and I
know you love me too.
I know that others
looking into our relationship might think that we’re saying too many foolish
things too soon but they just don’t know how we feel about each other. There’s
nothing foolish about the things I’ve told you, I meant every word I said..
Today I promise you that I would do anything in my power to make you a great
person, outstanding mother and loving wife. I LOVE YOU!!
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