Waiting for the bus.

Alright, my baby kid still as lovable as before, she loves possing. Last Monday, I took her & went strolling around town as one escapism for me. As usual when I felt lousy and near the nerve racking it's better to be light hearted by headed to town and do some shopping. Yeah..shopping but just enough to feeds my baby's gear. Now here she is...as my chaperon at the bus stand waiting for when-to-arrive bus. Nearly took us an hour but she survive playing around the'pillar'. She's really a dear waiting patiently. She's my loving dearest youngest baby, Raja Adlina Elissa.

'Self pity'...

Times elapse without notice and soon it struck back hard into our mind so acutely that we hardly breath. Where is our past life ? What had happened? Why? To be feelings this bad over oneself is not wise as there's no self pity can heal anything, hence to forgo our future or vice versa. Yeah..Sometimes ones are truly busy cooped up with house chores, caught up in an endless work and also attending to the need of others.There're so many things to do and too little time for one self, and for ones need.Can we abandon our needs just to slave ourself for others?Does it help to restore our happiness then?Why don't we spare some times to ourself too, which includes sleeping well, eating properly, relaxing and having a good quality time. Be fair and pampered yourself as it wud sucked a lot of good things and reflect back to shine everybody arounds you. If you had neglected yourself for a very long time so this is it... you could do some changes..and find true happiness. KEEP ON DREAMING BUT DON'T FORGET TO WALK ON TOWARDS YOUR DESTINY AND REVEAL YOUR DREAMS...-adz HAPPINESS......It's not a matter of how much you possess. It's a matter of warmth,understanding and loving.

Poem to ponder.

Bright Star: Campion's Film About the Life and Love of Keats

p/s: Turned out to be so sentimental over
 my personal life this few days....
so takes time to read some poems 
& here is something to share with...
-aulia adz.

by John Keats

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth, Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth Of noble natures, of the gloomy days, Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkened ways Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in; and clear rills That for themselves a cooling covert make 'Gainst the hot season; the mid forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms: And such too is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead; All lovely tales that we have heard or read: An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink. Nor do we merely feel these essences For one short hour; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon, The passion poesy, glories infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast, They alway must be with us, or we die.

At last we meet again!

It's been nearly 2 years that I last laid my eyes on her, dearest widowed aunt in Gerik,Perak. Luckily for me,on last Hari Raya I had a quick look in her place along with my loving mom and sis. We started to ride on at about 11 a.m and arrived at 12.30 pm. Yes,on the way, we stop by at the famous 'Ikan Bakar Restaurant' and my sis had a hand in choosing the menu for a take-away lunch.The journey was not too long due to the highway route and it was so much different from our last trip there around last 20 years back as I remembered, it took more hours to reach there. Sure do, a lot of improvement nowadays. By the way 2 of my kids trailed along with me and thank God, they had a peaceful nap by my left and right side, em..it looked like I would had a few minutes to my self and hoping to feast my eyes on the out-looking views. The hours ended sooner than I thought. Phew...we had already parked our cars. So upon our arrival, we kiss & hug lovingly holding each other's hands, having no time in letting out a whole lot of news to be shared and cherished. I still recalled the look of her when she was a lot younger, it turned out to be not much different. She's quite strong and agile compared to her 86 years of old age and my mom 68 years old. I called her Mak Lang Mah as a second sister to my mom and alright,I soon realised they look a lot in common. Amazingly too, she had time to be Guru Quraan to a few children nearby.. She's a dear and we spent about 3hours there... having eaten our ready bought lunch,performed our Jamak(praying time), chat about past years and old photos. Talking about old times sake, she calmly showed us an old albums with a few priceless photos of our ancestors.I felt very impressed of her wise aspiration and courteous act to keep these albums and I gallantly like to share them with my kids. Here is what old folks life beeing shown out & be noticed. Our second destiny was to Padang Assam,visiting Wan cik Sidah, my grandfather's sister near Padang Rengas. She was over 80 too and quite fragile. She only laid down on bed and had already half remembered our names. I was thankful had times with her than. The third relatives is my father's sister which I called Che' Mah.She was really remarkable because on the day we arrived, her grandchild was with her and not to mentioned that she was exactly on her owned,who also succesfully cooped with a few mishaps on that few hours of nursing and had patiently stayed put although she herself was half blind.(p/s:The scar near her eyes and that misfortune happened nearly 3 years ago.) So we nearly had a fright too seeing her like that that day but anyway, we joined happily after everything had been clearly settled . The day was very adventurous and for me, it was worth something in my life. Who knows who will be out of life next day? Just to think about it now...

SELAMAT HARI RAYA.

The big day has arrived.I really feel happy within sadness hearing the call out of Takbir, Allahu Akbar Allah..hu Akbar Allahu Akbar!! As usuall it brings tears and a sharp points that pinch my heart! My sight suddenly blurred with the vission of years back...I really missed my dad! (Al-Fatihah) Yeup!I imagine hearing my own giggles and happiness having all the loves from family on this ocassion a long long time ago...beeing pampered,my wish was my dad's command and a whole lot incidents keep on rushing to my mind.But now my turn to giving back the lots to my kids.If it's not similar,just a bit like it...all right! Of course on this day everything looks bright with all the new preparations.Nevertheless,they brought happiness and satisfaction in the sense of celebrating...But did we know what's the best things to perform during this month of Syawal?Yes, we gathered and pray on the first early morning of Eid'l , we bind and ties the friendship in family,friends & relatives where within it the young ones would ask forgiveness from their elders and this is very essential, this is the minutes that adamantly squeeze my feelings, heaven knows what I'd done to hurt their feelings hem... then each paid a visit to those the loved and remembered.Secondly,we definately open our hands to guests and visitors who visit our homes on Hari Raya Puasa and ahaa....they expected to taste a wide variety of delicious cookies, ketupat, lontong, lemang and beef rendang, a spicy dish.I love em' all! Finally,we made it a day and restored in memory. Eid'l is a festival for Muslims so lets perform for the best, Happy Eid'l Fitr and MAAF ZAHIR BATIN!

Preparations!

Days do fly don't they...Nearly approaching new month & cud it a new celebration to forgo?As a mom surely it's so thrill & important to celebrate, a symbol of success having to refrain all the hunger ,misery and lots of obstructions that stand in the way,my family did it, we won! Hence,to get prepared is another thing to think of but my kids are adamant in getting ready with the coming Hari Raya.To them it's a new attire, a new belongings,new shoes,new painted house,new curtains as other neighbours & as a matter of fact,everything new.Yeap..I must do what parents should do eventually and definitely knowing the cost to pay and that could be compromise with them later.Ha..ha..the one that I pick is my decision, how's that for a start? Of course shopping is wonderful. It makes u feel the grip of an upper hand marching ur kids.The feelings of responsibility,loving,giving & representing something to ur family. In the end everybody had their own shares of satisfaction.Me as a mom and dad together with my kids yearning for perfections in family life!Hem, it's a beautifully sweet planning.A way to go at last!

The Best Ending days of Ramadhan.

The fasting month is nearly at it's end. How I wish once again I wud stand in the early days of Ramadhan. Every breath I take and each days I go through makes my heart wild with longing to have stop the time, dead on the track! Why, the times is too rocketing and beyond my perfect moments. Sometimes I fret about not having enough times to do everything that I like to do. Ramadhan is a very special month and we cud achieve so much more if we know what it really really means to pray..and fast for the whole perfect month.To know how much love and cares that have been given to muslims everywhere by Almighty Allah swt. To grab the strength and power that Allah bestowed on us and to those who had sacrificed their heavenly and resting nights just to perform the 'ibadah'. Just look back!We wud then regret the leasure,lazy and pending times that we'd spent for nothing; I mean nothing worth the seconds in Ramadhan. So for our's and of course for my own reminder,these few days ending should awaken our minds and eyes to the pleasure in performing ultimately our best 'ibadah'/prayers. DO GRAB FOR IT!