Ms. Not-So-Demure

"Give me more loving than I’ve ever had
Make it all better when i'm feelin sad
Tell me that i'm special even when i know i'm not
Make me feel good when i hurt so bad
And I'm so glad i found you"

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Monday, April 12, 2010
A Light Of Hope


I told myself not to cry today, I failed.
My dad, he lost so much of weight. Nevermind about that. I can see my dad ageing. His white hair,its kindda cute. Alhamdulillah hes healthy only thing his having cough.
Hes fairer now. I can see his glowing face, that kind of clean face though theres blackheads here and there.
You know, I used to press out his blackheads on his face & back, massage his forever-aching-body & forever-tired-feet. I keep on complaining but I still do it at the end of the day just before he goes to sleep.
Now, I miss doing that for him.
I miss the touch of his hand. I miss kissing his hand and a peck on his cheek. I miss arguing with him and laughing at his corny jokes & his repeated stories. I miss sharing my stories everyday after work.
I miss someone who has been my listening ear.
I tried to be close to my mom. Doing something similiar like me and dad. It failed. We would end up quarelling and showing tantrums. Our life frequency never meet.
Eventually I will end up cooping myself in the room.
The only incommon thing my mom and I had is, when it comes to religous class, religious activity like maulid, selawat, syarahan, ngaji, deba'ie, qasidah and nasyids..We share the same interest.
Thats all.
I dont know what & where goes wrong but one thing for sure, we are at totally different path.
Even when I first brought my boyfriend's family home, the one who planned and help me out was my dad. I cant even sit down and discuss things with her, we will end up quarelling. Its that bad.
I dont know how long it will last. Only God knows.
Anyway back to my dad,
he told me that he had been waking up in the middle of the night without fail and perform solat tahajjud and solat taubat.
I imagined him like the picture above of course without the songkok & juba.
He cried telling us that. He said that his dua's is to see me getting promoted again next year, ameen.
And he said one of  his dua is to have a grandchild soon. He even described how he wants his first grandchild to be.
Smart like his first daughter, patient like mom and very firm like me.
Hilarious.
Gosh, I wish my future niece/ nephew & children wont follow my attitude. Too demanding, perfectionist and too fierce and of course horribly stubborn.
He even said that his friends there send their regards to us. That is cute. Step macam da kenal lame pulak. hehe..Anyway I started it first. At every end of conversation I will tell my dad, 'pak, kirim salam kawan2 bapak kat sane. Cakap ngan dorang jgn gaduh2.' hehe..aku ni macam paham gitu ek.
These are the little things in life that makes us smile even though our heart wrenched and ached terribly.

On a happy note, my dad will get interviewed next month. Hope it will be a happy one. My only wish for my birthday this year is to have dad by my side. That would be the best and happiest present I ever had. Hope Allah grant my wish.

Boleh jadi kamu membenci sesuatu, padahal ia amat baik bagimu, dan boleh jadi (pula) kamu menyukai sesuatu padahal ia amat buruk bagimu; Allah mengetahu, sedang kamu tidak mengetahui. (al-Baqarah: 216)
At times when Im feeling down, I will always remind myself with this phrase and somehow Im given the inner strength to move on..because I know that Allah knows whats best for me.
What do you get after rain? Ray, sunshine and rainbow.
And I can see and the feel the light of hope is going to shine on us soon.

Anyway Im going to write a letter. A VERY formal letter. I'll be drafting one soon and I need kak ifah's, uncle yusoff and nadiah's help. I need some brainstorming from you guys.
YES! its u SHARIFFAH NADIAH!
Ive get over and done with that matter. I am like whatever with that. Anyway nad, Im sorry that I call you names but seriously you deserve it. haha!
Can I call you an idiot?
lol.
We MaY FiGhT aNd We MaY cRy.

BuT mY LoVe fOr yOu WiLL nEvEr DiE.
I'LL cArE fOr YoU TiLl ThE eNd.
BeCaUsE yOuR mY bEsTeSt fRiEnD!"
Given My Heart~♥