Showing posts with label Lollies Happy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lollies Happy. Show all posts

Thursday, December 26, 2013

About LOL and Such

I think I shall embrace certain mishaps concerning the internet and have found certain things quite funny will be likely be a sweet memory.

In one of the whatsapp group I'm in, one of the ladies was upset with me. She was upset because I keep using the word "LOL". She thought I was calling her some names. Short form of "toLOL" or perhaps "bahLOL"? Oh dear.

I have explained it to her and she is ok after that. No more merajuk and kecik hati. Alhamdulillah she confronted me because otherwise who is to know that she is merajukking. And now she is an expert of the word "LOL".

Perhaps now I should upgrade her to "ROFL" and no I will not teach her "LMAO"!

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Sujud Sykur is Most Apt

Qtar has increased the number quota of people making hajj to another 6000.

I received the long awaited sms this morning.

Labaikallahumma labaik..

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Lollies' New Toy

Because lover refused to indulge me into a macro lens, I had to seduce him in getting me another toy. Way way way cheaper. And because it is five times cheaper than the said lens, plus the benefit of CHILDREN's education, he agreed.

So we got ourselves (notice I used the pronoun we. I am that generous) a pen set for the computer of sort. A Bamb00 from Wac0m. What is it for? It's for drawing. Drawing? Why can't you draw on a paper like everyone else? Because I can't draw. Using mouse on paint is still good right? Yeah, but I can't draw. And you can draw on this? I sure do. And why would you be using it for then? Why..to draw of course. And more other uses that they claim I can do but I don't know how to do it yet. You know lots and lots of things.

I have mastered it enough to allow the kids use it. And here is Sya drawing spider web in front of a cave for our last session on Jabal Thawr.

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I told you it's for the children's education.

PhotobucketAnd here is my attempt for our Quran worksheet front cover.

I made enough drawing such that lover is convinced that his investment has yield its return.

Return? I am not even getting anything out if this.

Neither does he actually.

But he got luuurrrvvveeee. Yielding return jugak tu kan?

Friday, May 15, 2009

Three People

First of all, I pray that Allah will bring to us people who will benefit us, mostly in the Hereafter life. May Allah also make all of us as people who can always benefit others.

Alhamdullilah I did meet many good people when I did umrah. But there are three that I remember most.

The first one was an arab lady. Eh chop all of them are arabs. LOL! Well the first one was an elderly. I think she is not from the Gulf since she is not wearing the abaya but rather skirt and two layered top which people from Syria, Palestin or Lebanon and also Turkey actually like to wear even in the Haram.

Anyway, it was after one of my morning rendezvous. I came back for Mrs Fath so that we can get back to the hotel together. As Mrs Fath folded up her sajjadah, this nice lady said something to her pointing to the sajjadah.

Typically when we don't understand the language we would smile and try to read the body language. Then I of courselah try to speak the very little arabic I can muster tu.

first of all, from her gesture, I think she was asking for the sajjadah. Like she wanted it or something. So I said to her, "Hal turidina hadzihis sajjadah?" I don't know whether the arabic is correct or not. But it should say, "Do you want this sajaddah?"

Thens he answered something in arabic which i did not understand. I think she is speaking in local slang. Aisey!

But somehow, in the end, I figured out that she is asking if Mrs Fath would like to give the sajjadah to her as hadiah. In arabic is also hadiah, by the way.

So I told Mrs Fath that this lady wants her sajjadah. Mers Fath, being a generous person, gladly gave it away.

Then the lady immediately raised her hand, Ya Rabb and made dua. I ask her to make dua for both of us. Dapatlah I menumpang sekaki. Tee he he. Hopefully she made good dua.

Because this incident happen when all of us were facing the Multazam.


Alamak I write the second one later laterlah.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Tak Mau Basuh Tangan

When I was young, like teenage young, there are incidents that I feel I do not ever want to wash my hand. To saviour the after salam effect. This usually happen when I salamed, ehem, a boy I had a crush on or a celebrity. Hmm I can only think of Awie for now. Hmmpphh.

Anyway, the tak mau basuh tangan is even more if you can smell the sweet perfume on your hand after touching the walls of multazam and the hajaratul aswad. :)

Bau perfume is because they perfumed them. I definitely see them wiping the multazam area in between the adzan of fajar and before the qamat time. I suppose if you go immediately after that, your hand would smell the wangiest. You really should see the men (I only see men, no woman) rushing to the stone and multazam right after salam.I don't know if they wipe it at any other time of the day though.

I really like this hadith

Book of Pilgrimmage (Hajj)
Bukhari :: Book 2 :: Volume 26 :: Hadith 667
Narrated 'Abis bin Rabia:

Umar came near the Black Stone and kissed it and said "No doubt, I know that you are a stone and can neither benefit anyone nor harm anyone. Had I not seen Allah's Apostle kissing you I would not have kissed you."

It tells you how strong the aqidah of the sahabah is and it also tells you that the stone is a stone and that it doesn't benefit you in anyway.

Don't be surprise to find that in Makkah and Madinah people do strangest things. A man was wiping the stone with hanky and passing it to his wife of which his wife then kiss the hanky, presumably for blessing. Or maybe she just wants the good smell of the perfume. Wallahualam.

People would kiss the maqam ibrahim. Or wipe some "special" doors of the Masjid nabawi. Take stones from Jabal Uhud. Praying towards the grave of Prophet Muhammad s.a.w and Sayidinna Abukar r.a. and Sayidinna Umar r.a. in the rawdah. And do prayers on the mountain of Cave of Hiraq.

May we all be guided on the straight path.

Reminder to the masses at Jabal Thawr
Reminder to the masses at the graveyard of the Syuhada Uhud
A signboard to remind the masses against bidaah at Jabal Thawr and another signboard of reminder not to invoke the dead at the graveyard of the syuhada at Jabal Uhud

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Salam

I am back. Alhamdullilah.

Allah has made the trip easy for all of us and I am thankful to Him for that.

I don't even know where to start. But perhaps I should start by telling you this : before we left for the umrah, a week before the trip, I smelt damp in the kids room. I have been bugging them whether they have been hiding any damp clothes somewhere. Swimming suit or towel left in a bag (which is typical of Haziq)? But I couldn't find any though.

Then a piece of the plaster ceiling in the kids's room dropped and smashed on the floor. It missed sya by inches. Lahawla wa la quata illa billah. Alhamdullillah it did not hit Sya. I also notice then, there are spots of mold on the ceiling.

It struck me that this is where the damp smell is coming from. I suspect the neighbour upstairs toilet is leaking. Oh dear.

All the kids now sleep in haziq's room. To their delight.

Before we left, we asked the landlord to have this rectified. And we decided to go, forgetting all these trouble. Before we left also we cleared as may things that need to be cleared.

booksAlhamdullilah as far as I can remember, I did not remember anything about the moldy ceiling when we were there. Totally forgot about it! The only connections that I have with my normal day life are smses (some are sad ones) from friends especially those I am making appointments with over there.

I do remember my friends though and made dua for them. Ana uhibbukum fi lillah.

Anyway I am back now with many things to clear. You know all those post travel effect thingy. Which I have not done anything much except arranging books on the floor aje. :P

kidsWe just got back last night. As we opened the door, getting in the house, the smell coming from the trapped air in the house gushed outwards, reminded me all over again about the leaked neighbour's toilet. Now the kids' ceiling are a big cultured plate of mold breeding germs. Oh dear.

I am back to my normal life.