I wanna be cool

Flip flip flip looking back at what I wrote about what I wanted to do or be for the year 2008. Read it HERE.

As I predicted, 2008 was a busy year. And when all of them moved to the same school, it sort of took more of my time. For I have to leave early everyday for Jack and still go back late because the elder finishes late. But it's ok. The activities I am doing with Zachary has been going on very well. Alhamdullilah.

2009, will take more of my time. I have added an extra day for a few more classes. I will blog about this Insya Allah. I now have only one or two free weekday morning free and one of my weekends are also taken up for a very romantic activity. *wink* will blog about it when it happens, Insya Allah. Suffice to say, if 2008 was busy, 2009 is busier. For a good cause, Insya Allah.

Goddess Role

Hmm. Somehow I have been lacking in this department. And after the last emberassing incident which have dented my goddess stature big time, I have this feeling that my ambition akan berkubur. I was really lazy last 2008. I rarely entertain anyone. For last raya I only invited two batches of people. Tapi adakah raya entertaining my benchmark? Err yeslah I suppose because I rarely jemput orang. Hari lain lagilah tak ada masa.

I rarely look out for recipe but I do make up a few dishes of my own. Mostly simple stuff. I have also served them to some people. Not too bad. And my last spring roll telah menarik perhatian orang sampai nak mintak order. Bior betul??? Tapi I am being real. Food catering is not my forte. I really hate cleaning up and I am not efficient nor am I consistent. Worse I am not punctual.

But I am proud with my gobok now. All the tees, jeans and bajus are folded in a very tegak fashion. I have also developed a system (wah macam bagus) that Insya Allah, housekeeping (for the gobok only) would be very easy. So ada up sikit my goddess stature. Sila tepuk tangan.

Photography

Do you remember the photo groupie I was trying to start before? Hmm hampas. Some guys (note please eh guys as in man) yang I jemput were like err apa nak cakap eh? Tak berani or tak confident with themselves. And the one yang agree tak pernah submit apa-apa produce pun. And the only one pulak dah pindah.

But this year I notice many people especially newcomers with big mean machine. Mak oi. Bagak-bagak kamera. And some one has started a new group and I joined. Which is good. I submitted a picture. And only one person comment. Itupun dahlah firstly he thinks I am a guy and his comment was why I put up a sickly avatar. My avatar is the big camel picture yang nampak gigi tu. *ROLL EYES*. This guy asked me to take the avatar down because it is torturing him. Pleaselah! And just because he asked, I am not taking it off. For the reason of just because.

I think somehow I am bad at presenting myself virtually. But I am not despairlah.
I'll learn at my own pace I suppose. Which is very slow.

You see I am trying to be very technical this time round. So I desperately need tunjuk ajar. Since dah go all manual ni, my pictures sangat tak cun. Kadang-kadang becaue of this, I miss moments. Not to mention wrong settings.

However I have improved some technical know how on photo effects and I am quite happy with them. I applied most of this new knowledge on the walimah pictures.

Living in Qatar

My house is still ugly but much more homely.

I have found good things in this country.

I like.

Reading

Too many books now. Too much homework also. Just today my homework is answering 20 set questions following the tafseer of Al Baqarah 2:67-73. And the questions themselves require a tafseer of its own.

Write about Khitamussolah.

Read about wudhu' and Ghusl for discussion.

Come up with sentences with a number and noun in arabic. Number must be between three to nine. One muanath. One muzakar number.

Boleh ke ni?

2009?

Hmmm this year, I want to improve everything I can about myself, Insya Allah.

I want to increase what I should increase and reduce what I should reduce.

But most importantly I wanna be cool. I want to spread that learning is cool. I hope to encourage more people to join the cool world of learning. I want to show that practising is cool. I want my children to feel that it is cool to be a Muslim. It is cool to tell people, I need to pray. It is cool to have Islamic knowledge and to spend a lot of time learning about it. I want them to have what I should have before but I wasted it. I want what I should have long time ago but have always ignored.

I just want to be cool. Insya Allah. May Allah guide me on the straight path always.

Great Difficulty

I am writing the previous post with much difficulty. Even though the walimah event was a merry one at that time, but the bleak scenario concerning the never ending sufferings now makes it difficult for me to be merry. But check out the walimah pictures there anyway. Click HERE.

My teacher who is also a Philistine, found it hard to teach us yesterday. My heart goes out for her.

Going for jemaah prayer at one of the mosques here, you'd observe their qunut. And it was a maghrib prayer. Ameen ameen ameen to the imam's dua even though I don't truly understand it. But Insya Allah, it's like a universal understanding. At least among the Muslims.

It's cold now in Doha. In the early morning, the temperature reads 6-8 Celcius. I believe it's colder at night. My children are complaining that it's cold. So I wrap them up in socks and sweaters and put on the heater. I also whispered to Jack that he can come and sleep with me, if he finds it too cold. (he is seeping with Sya now by the way) So taking advantage of my permission and my kerinduan, he's been found snuggling warmly at my armpit for two nights in a row.

When it's cold everyone gets hungry quickly. If I don't cook, I can always buy, Insya Allah. And the children will always have food.

Jack showed me a very micro scar on one of his fingers. He can't remember where he gets it.

But the children of Gaza only faces sufferings day and nights. It's cold. Food has probably run out. They don't talk about scars anymore..

O Allah most merciful grant their death a syuhada.
O Allah most strong perish the tyrants who are here to deny your religion.
O Allah most bountiful grant us victory.
O Allah to you we seek help.
O Allah show us the straight path.

Lagi lagi walimah

If you have been stalking me, you'd probably remember something about a walimah here in D0ha sometime ago. Yang ada gambar kadhi hensem tu? The entry is HERE by the way.

Anyway, luck struck twice to this family. During the summer holidays, their eldest son announced that he has found the one and they took their vows very soon after that. Two weddings in a year for this prominent couple Dr. Azh@r and Kak Lina. Alhamdullilah.

Now the aris and arisah (groom and bride) are here in D0ha. They are pursuing arabic course at the Qtar Uni here. And they held a walimah. This time in a smaller scale but meriah nevertheless.

It was quite a nervous thing to take their pictures for the groom loves photography himself. But snap I must and so I did.

Overall I am happy with the produce. It's just that I wish i could take more of their candids. But given te condition of the environment, it was slightly not possible.

Anyway sikit gambar di letak di sini.








Some more here

PREPARATION

WALIMAH

Tapi gambar yang private private tak dapat di tayangkanlah. He he he

May their union be blessed and they live together fulfilling Allah's commands.

Still a Goddess in 2009?

I had a few guests yesterday. They came traveling from Yemen and transit in Qatar for two nights before going back to Malaysia.

I made a few plans which I think will suit them. Since there are two elderly couple, duning is out of the question. Plus they don't have that much time anyway.

I planned to take them to the corniche on the Friday morning. We'll do some breakfast. Then the man (ada satu aje pun) will go to Fanar for Jumuah prayers. And I will send the ladies back to the hotel while I go back home and prepare for lunch. I invited the Faths and Adubs and also a dear sister of mine, Sis Far and family. After that I will either take them to Souq Waqif or the book fair. My guests memang book worm. I know this. Rumah dia orang ni jenis ada library ber rak rak.

Because of the going out in the morning and I need to rush for lunch right after, I thought of making something simple. Things I can prepare beforehand. I made nasi ayam. Made the soup the night earlier. Woke up early. Prepare for breakfast. I only made sardine rolls and kopi susu kampung. Thanks to the Adubs who teringin sangat nak makan lontong. So they volunteered to make them. Otherwise I would have to make a heavier breakfast. Mee goreng kot. Alhamdullilah for the lontong, I decided that too much food in the morning will only cause wastes. :D

I wasn't feeling very well. Flu and feverish feeling. So I slept out of drowsiness on Thursday. And only start preparing at night. Made the sardine filling. The soup. Marinate the chicken. Cut up the cucumbers and salads. Made the chilly sauce for the nasi ayam (fresh chillies ok. pijor tangan). Also made some popiah. And sago puding. Santan fresh tau. Perah lagi.

Woke up early and roll the bread. Made breadcrumbs and fried the sardine rolls. Made the nasi ayam as well. I should have time, I think, to prepare for lunch after corniche. Tinggal nak goreng ayam. Goreng popiah. kemas dapur, sapu and mop. Put out plates and cutlery. Sikit ajelah. Kerja enteng itu.

Had good breakfast and wonderful company. MasyaAllah! Then my guests also said they want to go to Fanar too and listened to Bilal Philips Khutbah. Asik baca buku dia aje kata mereka. They were all excited to go! Masya Allah! I am making Jumuah in Fanar as a permanent must visit itinerary for all my guests, Insya Allah!

So I should have time to kemas-kemas and prepare. Mrs Adub followed me home to help out. We got home only to realise that I do not have the house keys. It was with lover! Huwaaaaaaa

I can't call lover. So tunggulah aku and Mrs. Adub sampai tertidur. My guests wanted to stay on after the Jumuah for the question and answer session. Thankfully, the Fars went out earlier, so lover passed the keys to him and he came straight to my house. So I had half an hour extra time. Kesian Sis Far pun kena tolong basuh pinggan bereserak kat sink and the kitchen table.

The house was like tongkang pecah ok! I would have time if I have the keys. But now I don't and the guests were here and I am still running everywhere. MALUNYAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

And when they finally came still tak siap lagi. Nangis!

And because it's cold now, everyone is hungry. When dah siap of courselah semua nak makan at the same time. Pinggan pulak tak cukup!!! I am burying myself alive!

Malulah wei. Amat! All my guests helped. Malu! Malu! Malu!

Dahlah Sis Far tu first time datang rumah. Kena singsing baju pulak tolong.

And this is only the beginning of 2009. I think I nak tukar titlelah from now on. The Goddess Wannabe.

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They not only go to the book fair which they bought plastics and plastics of books. We also went to Rawnak for more books. Masya Allah! Book galores I tell you. You'd go crazy too. the Islamic books (mainly the IIPH (International Islamic Publishing House) ) are cheap! Hardcover bolehlah range QR30-40. Eh! Kat Malaysia berapa ya buku2 dari IIPH?

Bermain Pasir Bersama Elisa

When Elisa smsed me, I cannot tell you how excited I was. I know she did mention about coming over sometime in December, but then I thought she just got back from Hajj, mesti letih. Plus I didn't have a computer to ask her anything.

But she CAME!!!!! Oh I hugged this mak hajjah really tight. jangan jeles ya! Ambik berkat you.

This trip with elisa is like an overdose of sand. We played sand either by bashing it or making them sing for two days in a row. It was a good trip I think.

Happen to be it was a long weekend in Qatar. And some people in Doha who have parents babysitting their kids while they go for Hajj also want to go to the dune. They want to show their parents the activities that they usually do in Doha. This is to the dismay to some of the parents though. hahahhaha! Tak boleh lupa convo ni, mak memeber I said, "Ko nak bunuh aku ke? Kalau ko nak mak mati, biar mak keluar aje dari kereta ni!" We were all laughing at my friend.

Anyway, the trip was mostly smooth. I strongly advised my friends to take an easier route. What with ramai parents in the car. Tak kuasalah nak tolak-tolak kereta. Errrr even though I tak pernah tolak pun. Hahahhahaha. I want to get there fast and stay long there. Tapi rupanya we did not stay that long. Sebelum maghrib dah keluar. Kalau dulu lepas Isyak baru sampai.

It was an easy ride so some of us before going back took a slightly harder route semata2 nak turun the steep slope. And wehei Mr. Taufik deflowered the slope too. Hoyeeeehhhhh!

I blogged a lot about my trips to the dune and just how much I love them. I hope Elisa likes it too. At least it's a different experience to be in. But before the trip I was hoping that everything goes smoothly and refrain myself from talking about certain mishaps especially when we fell off the tip of the ridge. He he


Mr. Taufik and his baby

The following day, lover took Mr Taufik and the boys to Fanar for Jumuah prayers. On that day, they were lucky to witness a man reverting to Islam and announcing the syahadah! Allahu Akbar! I hope it was an uplifting experience.

Initially later in the evening, I wanted to take them to Souq Waqif because I remember them liking the place so much. And it was Friday. There are usually extra cultural activities on Friday. But nampaknya mungkin they are bored with it. Yalah dah pergi entah berapa kali agaknya. So I excitedly said why not we go to singing dune? It's only 40 minutes from Doha and it's unique too.

The kids looovvvee the singing dune. They took something (I don't know what from Elisa's car), that can be made into a huge sled and tied the towing cable at one end and pull it to the top of the dune, and pull the girls down on it. Then with all the effort they have (and nampak macam effortless pulak tu), they climbed up the dune pulling the sled up just to repeat the same routine. You should hear the girls screaming delight as they come down. Not to mention the hum sound it produced.

The kids have too much energy lah. Baguslah discharge kat situ. It took me ages to climb up the dune. Dahlah dengan kamera bag and tripod. Macam nak mampus!

I love the singing dune. In my opinion it's the best and easiest place to take visitors to. It's a unique place too. It's a sign of Allah's power. He creates the sand in so many characteristics. Subhanallah! When you hear the sand hum or the pasir berdengung, you will be at awe.

It was a very cold day when we went there. I brought mee goreng and spaghetti and I ate it and it was so cold. I swallowed the noodles and only felt coldness going down the esophagus. Brrrrrrrr.

When I managed to get to the top of the dune, I can feel the wind so sharp on my face. It was dusk that time. I looked around the dune and felt the silence and the stillness of it. Then I looked down at my feet and saw some sand trickling downwards. There is life here. I know I am going to miss this when I do go back to Malaysia.



It gets colder as maghrib sets in. After maghrib, Mr Taufik, an ex head scout I was told, started setting up the campfire. It was hard. We had no lighter. So Mr Taufik used the car cigarette lighter. He picked wood and coal that are straying around from the past campfires. He had to fight with the wind and also the old coal yang dah serap embun and segala moist. But he finally managed to light up the fire. Bravo! Bravo! Elisa mesti bangga gila dengan kekasih dia itu. And she has all the right to be also. :D

I waited all the time in front of the fire and took pictures of the fire building up. Dari tak ada api sampai ke hidup. I was rewarded with this picture. I love the way the sparks frames the face. And the picture was all sharp except for the movement of the had fanning the fire.

And we gathered around it laughing to silly jokes given by both the kids and also adult. Listen to this

"Lucy has a big one and Mollie has two little ones."

Don't ask me why I only remember this one. Oh! I know why. Because I was the one who answered it without prior knowledge to the answer. Cubalah jawab.

We gathered until the fire subsided. The cold made me so hungry and went to eat Thai food afterward.

The next day we relaxed and went around to the mall and to a few invitations. Tak larat dah nak gi outdoor. he he

Before Elisa went back, we managed to shop for books sikit. Eh! elisa, ada book fair kat doha sekarang ni and the books are cheap. Sewel ni!

As Elisa went back, I couldn't help to wonder whether this would be her last visit. I certainly hope not. Kalau Elisa tak ada in Khobar lagi, rasa macam err tak ada sedara dah kat sini. Huhuhuhu

What are the things that you worry most if you have visitors over? As for me not rumah bersepah because biasalah ada budak-budak and having a lazy Goddess around. For me, I worry if they are not fed well. I worry kalau layanan acuh tak acuh. I hope also they felt as much at ease in my home as much I feel happy to have them as my guests.

It's so funny when people ask us how we know each other. Internet friends? Biar betul. I will be having some people coming over this Thursday as well. Transiting in Doha going home to malaysia from yemen. Mrs. Fath asked me, internet friend also? He he. Not this time.

Most of my pictures are uploaded into facebook. if you are my contact you can see them.

Back on Air

My computer died on me just when the school holiday starts. Oh man! I suddenly became anti social. I had no car (tapi kereta dah dapat balik like four days ago!). No computer! I became a hermit!

I had so much to tell. Hmm ya ka ni? Well at least so many things happen. Just before the computer died on me, I was editing some walimah pictures. Buat slide show segala. Upon detecting disaster about to happen, I managed to save all pictures in an external hard disc. Legaaaa. What I ralat most was I couldn't produce the VCD for the BBQ makan-makan at the pengantin's house last week. Will probably blog about it. Insya Allah.

Then I went jalan-jalan to Zikreet, Qatar. Interesting landscape. I want to explore this area more. Will blog more with pictures.

Then I received a surprise sms from Elisa. She asked whether we were having plans for the weekend. It was a three days weekend, and I quickly rope in people for a dune bashing trip. So her five days stay was an answer to my hermitness. Will blog about this the soonest.

But with the places that we bashed to, my camera's memory card is full up to the nose. Tolooonnnngggggg!

Then after Elisa left, we painted the majlis. I had this small project for the room. Will will will blog about it. I managed to rearranged some furniture as well. It doesn't make the room appear bigger or anything, but it gave a better sense of belonging for me.

The lack of computer has also made me more rajin around the house. I managed to iron all clothes in a short period of time.:D. I read books more. :D. But somehow I feel like spending and buying things more. Especially when I look around the house. Thank Goodness tak ada kereta. :D

So just a short one for now. Just to tell you I am still alive. And missing the internet loads. I want to mention the person who nursed my computer to life, bro silver. So many times he has help us when it comes to gadget. I owe him big time. BIG!

So what are you guys up to?

Carca Merba

Yesterday, my lover helped the Mails to move. I didn't go. But instead I invited them to break their fast at my place.

And then I thought why not make it more meriah and invited two more families and one mamat bujang (dah kahwin sebenarnya tapi bachelor status kat sini).

But then err this is an adhoc thing. And it was already 10 in the morning and maghrib is at 0440. Hmm no time to get anything from the groceries. Thank God I just went to kedai. remember my last leceh story? So I opened the freezer and decided to go carca merba. No theme this time. Whatever goes.

I had two garoupas.
So I made sweet sour garoupa, Thai style

Lover just went to the market for big prawns and calamari.
So I made prawn in buttered curry and coriander. This is Indian. Lebih kuranglah.
By the way this recipe I sort of made it up myself and is my usual choice for a real quick nak cepat masak punya food. And the taste I must say memang sedap amat. Percayalah. :D

I got 1 kilo of chicken breasts, no skin no bone. I asked lover to get me another kilo.
And I made chicken with cashew nut. Chinese style (to the delight of Mrs Fath)
Another favourite of mine. Especially on my busy days. All these small pieces of meat, (diced chicken, prawn and escalopes) are considered fast food in Lollies household.

Kubis goreng. Melayu style.
Ini aje sayur yang banyak dalam fridge tu. I finished up the whole labu.

Tiramisu. Italian style. mamamia! I tell you using the biscotti fingers tu memang ultimate betul. I don't think I will make tiramisu with any other cake after this. If I put kekacang on every layer memang sah jadi tiramisu Montez. I faint just thinking about it.

Pastu biasalah air oren and kopi panas Muar 434.

Oh man! Penat betul. But then again I haven't invited anyone for quite sometime. So that was quite nice. It was ages ago that people came to my place such and such everyone commented on my red wall. And you all know that it had been a year since it was painted bloodshot.

They stayed until 12 midnight. Terus sahur lah tu gamaknya.

But for raya tomorrow I am not doing anything special considering I am going to at least three houses tomorrow and possibly minimum two the next day. Kalau masak pun buat banyak waste aje.

The government announced that the prayer tomorrow would not be done in the open as it often is for Eid Prayers. Instead it will be performed in the masjids. This is in the view of the possible rain.

So friends, Eid Mubarak from me dengan ucapan masak apa tu?

Qtar Rains Today

On the 3rd December, the Emir of Qatar urged people to make the Istisqaa prayer (rain prayer). This prayer was performed in the open mussolla with the public. Among the jemaah were numerous sheikhs and ministers.

In the sermon by Sheikh Thaqeel, he urged the worshipers to repent and continuously seek for His forgiveness. Clean our money. Indeed, all of us need to be reminded always.

For the newspaper clip in the Gulf Times click this link.

Qatar is one of the countries whose rain is very scarce. Usually rain would fall in the winter season sometime in December to March.So rain in the gulf countries, unlike in Malaysia, is truly heaven sent, a blessing from the Almighty, Ar Razaq. So much so that when we were in Taman Negara last summer, the arabs were dancing in the rain when it rained.

However of late, the little rain has reduce to become only droplets.

They are relating to little rain or no rain as a sign of Allah's wrath. A disaster to befallen.
Astaghfirullah. Astaghfirullah. Astaghfirullah.

I am turning on the water tap, looking at the free flow of water. The water that they churn from the sea and have it distiledl and sent out to public. Do we all think technologies can save us from Allah's wrath?

But today, Qatar was blessed with rain nearly the whole day long. Such blessings indeed. Alhamdullilah.

Even though rain can be a bit of nuisance here in the country where flash flood is everywhere (there is no drain here), my house wall would be soaked with water (yalah gypsum aje) but the blessing overcome all these.

Alhamdullilah for the rain. We the Malaysians can learn from this I believe.
Fear Allah. Seek His forgiveness. Clean our money. Beware of Allah's wrath.

Ini Sudah Leceh

Sometimes when I go out, to the groceries especially, I notice there are man who would eye me and follow me around the aisles. This is terrifying because I usually shop in the morning. At certain grocery stores, not many people are around.

So what I do is I would walk quickly to where there are more people.

And the next thing I do now is I don't go to that store in the morning again. Now I choose bigger stores where there are more people.

Today is my grocery day again. I found those biscotti finger things. Yayy boleh buat tiramisu. And bought this supposed to be less fat cream cheese. Hmm sedapkah nanti?

Anyway, I was looking closely at these aisles for biskut marie. Where the hell did they put them? Dulu kat sini. Then I noticed a man was watching me. Haiyoo!

Then when he noticed I saw him, he circled around the aisle I was at, trying to get closer and closer to me and nearly brushed my back.

I was scared. Scared sampai rasa sangat marah! So finally when he was in front of me I said to him, "You! Stay away from me! Understand?!"

He was quite shocked actually. Thank goodness he didn't get defensive or err angry. Because we wre alone at that particular aisle. In fact he was so shocked that he said oh! ok. and left.

Tapi as for myself forget the biskut marielah. Entah mana dia kedai tu bubuh agaknya. I didn't see him after that at all.

Then I went to pick up the kids. Eh asallak jam jalan ni? So the lane I was on was crawling. But the lane on the left tu laju sikit because they would turn elsewhere. Then I noticed this car was inching next to mine. And I turned, this guy was trying to get my attention. Hah?? And waved at me. hah??!!!

Then he slowed, crawling next to my car. In the process he blocked the rest of the cars behind him. And he was waving and waving trying to get my attention. By this time I was pissing in my pants already. Shit betullah. If the guy in the store tu at least he is a non local arab (sebab dia tak pakai thawb). This guy in the car is local. So that scares the shit out of me.

But somehow, I managed to get to the lane on the right. So we were then set apart. Legaaa

If any of you think that you get attention over here because you are pretty ke apa, sorry to tell you, that is not the case. They go for anything. Such a loser if you think prettiness and looking good is a factor!

I am not the only one yang kena harass ni. Ada yang kena lagi teruk. Ada yang siap rub his private parts lagi (tapi not local guys so far). Why the lady tak marah, you might ask. Well, kadang-kadang kita jadi takut kan? Kadang-kadang kita terkejut and really tak tau nak buat apa. Kadang-kadang kita malu apa orang fikir pasal kita kalau kita kecoh. Wallahu3alam. But then again this happen in any country kan? May we be given strength to defend our honour.

My theory is, these "predators" target their victims by vulnerability.

Being alone makes you vulnerable.
Being asian also makes you vulnerable.
being alone and asian makes you double vulnerable.

why asian you may ask? Sebab being asian kat sini can mean that you are a maid, or someone in blue collar. Harassment is many times about power. Who has more than the other. (teringat cerita disclosure).

Undeniably there are my friends who are arabs (but not locals because I don't have local arab friends) who are harassed. Tapi kaw-kaw kena harass dia orang ni. Tunggu depan rumah segala. And telling them you are married and have kids will not deter them. Ni my firend ni lah. Tapi I suppose in their case because dia orang ni memang lawa sungguh. Masya Allah! Lawanya dia orang. Anyway my friend finally had to tell her husband and her husband pergi bergaduh dengan predator tu. Siap kata I love her to the husband pulak tu. Such courage. So kulang ajaq!

Unfortunately also some asians love harassment. Especially kalau yang harass tu local with big cars and big money. Dalam kes ni it is not called harass anymore, it's called win-win situation.

being female or male is not a factor though. Not here.

So I am kinda feeling uneasy about it. This is not the first time. Funnily this only happen after I don the hijab. MAsa tak pakai dulu adalah jugak, but not as much as now.

Ini memang melecehkan. If it persists I might have to do something more drastic. Niqob may be an option.

What's the Matter?

I am wondering what is happening to me?

I have been crying a lot. I cry over little things. I can cry when I listen. I can cry when I read. I cry when I think.

Sometimes I cry so much, my chest hurts and I have to rub it.

If you know me in real life before, this would be a big surprise for you. For I don't cry easily. I think it must be the old agelah. I use to see old people are the one who cry alot. Yang kalau dulunya macho gangster pun bila dah tu they cry.

It must be the old age.

I think also, the gateway to the crying was since my mum passed away. It did something to my heart.

Yesterday I was preparing a seerah content for the kids. We would be doing kisah Nabi Adam this week.

And I was reading (to prepare them a children version, I need to read adult's version so I can truly tell them with conviction. So I was reading the Quran translation Al Aaraf ayat 19-22 (7:19-22) And also Surah Taha ayat 118-121.

How many time have I read the story of Prophet Adam a.s.. Countless times! Dari kecik I tell you!

But when I read this (Al Aaraf (7:22-24)

So he (syaitan) misled them with deception. Then when they tasted of the tree, that which was hidden from them of their shame (private parts) became manifest to them and they began to cover themselves with the leaves of Paradise (in order to cover their shame). And their Lord called out to them (saying): "Did I not forbid you that tree and tell you: Verily, Shaitân (Satan) is an open enemy unto you?" (22)

They said: "Our Lord! We have wronged ourselves. If You forgive us not, and bestow not upon us Your Mercy, we shall certainly be of the losers." (23)

(Allâh) said: "Get down, one of you is an enemy to the other [i.e. Adam, Hawwa (Eve), and Shaitân (Satan),]. On earth will be a dwelling-place for you and an enjoyment, - for a time." (24)

And in Taha in this particular ayat (20:121)

Then they both ate of the tree, and so their private parts became manifest to them, and they began to cover themselves with the leaves of Paradise for their covering. Thus did Adam disobey his Lord, so he went astray (121)

I was putting myself in Adam and Eve's position. And I wondered how they felt when they went in their nakedness after tasting the fruit. Kita pun bila buat salah dengan authority pun dah kecut perut. What more with our Creator which was in their vicinity of their dwelling.

When Allah said,"Did I not forbid you of the tree?" Adusss. Imagine the feeling.

And when both of them were sent down to earth. Of course humans will be made vicegerent on earth, but to be sent down because of doing the forbidden thing must be hard.

And Adam and Hawwa seek forgiveness. Allah is merciful and He forgave them.

And I cried myself to sleep. May Allah keep all of us in the straight path and not be astray by the devil. Curse of Allah be upon the devil!

And I also find it hard to blog nowadays. I think too much when I want to write.

So we'll see lah.