my two celebrities at home...

i have two celebrities at home now. They fascinate the guests coming to my house this Eid. I brought in Nila 1st and then I brought in Azrak. I brought in Nila, coz he has such a pretty tail... Then I brought in Azrak coz I thought it would be fun seeing Nila and Azrak flaring their tails at each other.

Introducing Nila and Azrak. My two Siamese Betta fighting fish. Both males, both hate the sight of each other and if they are put in the same tank, they would fight to death. Nila is another name for the colour "Blue" in Malay. And Azrak is "Blue" in Arabic.

I wrote about Nila the other day. And then, a day later I bought Azrak. I put them in the same tank with a divider. Then a while later, Nila looked sick. He didn't want to swim to the surface, instead he preferred to sink to the bottom. That got me worried. Coz personally I like Nila more. Then I did my research. And I realised my mistake.

Bettas are very sensitive to change in water temperature and chlorine. When I filled up the tank with tap water, I forgot to leave it at room temperature 1st and didn't drop it anti-chlorine solution before putting both of them in. Azrak was the more adaptive one. Nila looked like he was gonna die. I quickly shifted both of them out into another container, clean their tank, put drops of anti-chlorine and left the water to set to room temperature before putting them both in.

Alhamdulillah, both are doing fine now. Although Nila still prefer to go to the surface once in a while, I think it's becoz he has a very heavy tail. Azrak is the more active one. Put a finger on the side of the tank, he will come banging his face on the wall of the tank. I think he is a very good candidate to train to jump out of the water to get his food. But I dont think I will want to train him that way. Manalah tau, satu hari I ask my mum to feed them and out jumps Azrak. Dengan mak aku skali, terlompat. Hahahaha...!!

They do flare their tails at each other once a while and I'm pretty sure Azrak will win a dominant fight if they are put together coz he is the more aggressive one. But it's ok, I won't let them fight each other. Both are my darlings. The last time I had a betta, I didn't know how to take care of it till its death. I'm still sorry for that. Now I will make sure I take care of these two coz they are my babies. And I talk to them when I wake up and before going to sleep. I think they know my voice already coz they will keep still when I talk to them hahaha...!!

With proper care, bettas can live up to 3 years. I hope I can be a good 'mother' to them. And I will miss them like crazy when I start work tomorow... Haiyah, the pain of separation. *sob, sob*

Ok lah, till next time when I write again. Take care, sweet lovelies.

Ilal Liqaa...'!!

Eid Mubarak

meet my new beau...

i introduce to you - Nila - my little blue fringetailed Siamese betta fish... Also known as the fighting fish... Handsome tak Nila?

Why Nila? Because he is blue. Nila is blue in Higher Malay.

And seeing how beautiful he flares up his tail everytime I knock on his home, it makes me wanna buy him a sparing partner. Put another fringetail beside him and see them flaring their tails everytime they see each other.

I think I should get another one. I really want to... I will name the next one Azrak. Hehehehe...!!

Ilal liqaa...'!

Ramadhan leaving us...

hey kawan-kawans...

pe kabar?

ada baik?

ada sihat?

i'm fine Alhamdulillah... kocek je sakit teramat sangat... ouch... hahaha...!!

anyway, it's the last week of Ramadhan... i feel that time is really zooming at an alarming rate... i felt that it was only yesterday that we started fasting and it's nearing the end already... and it's sadder for me that I cannot fast in these last days of Ramadhan... time ni orang berebut-rebut nak kejar amalan malam, and here I am, with a 'good-friend' visiting... haish... but InshaAllah, I hope Im still able to kejar the last 3 days...

With the masjid still not up, Tarawih is still done at home. Alhamdulillah for a daddy who knows how to lead his wife and children in a solat jama'ah... If not for the frequent reminders by daddy for us to do Isha' and tarawih together, I think I will be a lazy bum. And it's not good to be a lazy bum in this blessed month... Like a saying I heard, "Ramadhan is the month where you can see what type of person you are and can be without the whispers of Shaitan." And if I'm still a lazy bum in Ramadhan, that means I've always been a lazy bum and I can't blame Shaitan for whispering sweet nothings to me in other months.

So how's Eid preparations? I'm quite done actually. Done half of the shopping in JB this year. The house is looking like a junkyard at the moment because of all the new things we have bought. And the cookies, oh goodness, I really have got no space for that. The kitchen cabinet is screaming for help already I think.

The only thing I havent' done is the zakat for the little kiddos. Need mum's help to queue in the bank to get small notes. And I havent' finished clearing my room. And my pc has gone kaput, like finally. After several times dying and being brought back to life, it finally breathes its last. So goodbye dear PC, you were a darling while you were alive.

Alhamdulillah, this year, I feel really blessed coz while I can cry over some lost moments, Allah has replaced the moments with better ones. So, why do I need to cry? Allah takes away some things in life, only to replace 'em with better things. So say Alhamdulillah.

I'll stop for now. I will write again nearing Eid to wish you all officially. Hehehe... In the meantime, grab the chance to tune up our deeds in these last few days of Ramadhan. Coz we'll never know whether we'll meet Ramadhan again next year.

Till my next write, Ilal Liqaa'...!

Sawa - Ramy Ayach ft Maya Diab

SMILE BIG BIG....

*dropfaints*

Lucky thing this woman is married with a kid...

But they look good together...

Tak lah, tak jeles...

Hehehehe...!!

sabbatical is over... for now...

hey darlings...! i'm back... been away for quite long, aye? miss me? yeah, i think i miss myself... donch care, you wanna call me full of myself, your call... i don't care a hag...

ok lah, joking lah... i still love you all... and i still love me... and i am still my favorite... hehehe...!! anyway, how's things...? all nice and dandy? if yes, Alhamdulillah... if no, InshaAllah... remember, tests are given to us coz Allah loves us... He knows we can overcome it. The catch is, tests are for us to be closer to Allah, not to be further away than Allah... Orite darlings?

the past few months have been full of ups and only a handful of downs for me... the downs, aiyah, no need to talk lah... let them pass away peacefully... ingat2 pun tak guna... buat sakit otak, sakit hati je... kan? kan? kan? i'm just looking forward to the ups... actually i'm MAHA excited about the ups... i can't believe it's finally happening... And i say my thanks to Allah for the wonderful blessings... May all goes well till the time it's gonna happen, InshaAllah... I'm practically counting the months... It's NEARING!!! *excited mode on*

i just finished my Modern Standard Arabic Level 7 exam this noon. Paper was so-so lah... If studied more, will score more... But I did my best, InshaAllah, will pass... Touchwood, if I don't, I hope I won't stop... I'm left with Level 8 then Level 9 then O Levels... And who knows, I might wanna continue to Diploma... Ada ke Diploma in Arabic Studies? Got such thing meh?

Money matters is a bit tied this time round. Puasa, Raya and car matters goes around in the same month... You know lah, renewing the road tax, the insurance and all that jizz... No, I'm not complaining... InshaAllah, can tide through... But it's just the thought of doing everything in the same month that is bothering me... 

Alhamdulillah, my Baby has been very good to me. 4 years with it has been blissful, no major problems... Dad has been hinting for me to try getting a new, bigger baby... But you know lah, the 1st Baby is always the one with the most sentimental attachment. I can't think of the day I will separate from my Baby. I think I will cry my eyeballs out. *thinking of it makes me wanna cry already*

And, oh, forget to mention, Alhamdulillah, sejak dah pandai masuk JB sendiri without escort cars, (usually I need my uncles to follow me around), I think I will do my Raya shopping in JB this year... Mana yang boleh save, kita save lah kan?

And then the 'big' thing in October, InshaAllah... For that, I wanna be a little spendthrift... Bukan slalu dapat shopping gitu macam!! Hehehehe...!!

Apalagik? Hmmm... Oh, I wanna complete my novel which I started not too long ago... I hope I can finish it... This time round, the treatment of the whole novel is a bit more Islamic... Almaklum, dah makin 'muda' ni kan, buatlah cerite yang sesuai ngan umur. Hehehe...!!

And NETBALL. I so wanna start netball again. Mum gave me a good idea the other day. I think I would propose it to the relevant parties after Hari Raya. Mana tau, idea bernas Mum can work out...? *smiling gleefully*

Ok lah, I think this is about it. I will write again when I have the time and got something to talk about. Till then, I will miss you all...

Ilal Liqaa'...!!

The "M" Story

This is going to be long. But anyways...

The whole family was gathered in the house yesterday. And the huge topic being talked about was the big 'M'... Yes, Marriage. *dropfaints*

I confess. I have been avoiding the subject all these while. In fact, I totally found it useless to talk about  previously. I don't know. Maybe I wasn't emotionally ready for it. Maybe I was sceptical that no one, or man for that matter, will be able to take care of me the way my parents have took care of me. Maybe, it wasn't written in my destiny yet. Or my time was just not right. And above all, maybe Allah didn't want me to get married just yet.

And then, there's also the "eldest daughter is like the eldest son" syndrome. I saw my grandma falling ill. I saw how difficult it is for my dad and his brothers to pool in the money to tide over my grandma's illness. And then, I reflected on my family. My parents has got no son. If I get married, who will take care of them? Will my husband be supportive enuff to let me take care of my parents? Coz only I know how they have sacrified everthing they had to make me look what I am today. I wasn't born with a pretty-moulded face ok?

Then I grew older and a little tad wiser. I know all these will be arranged. Allah has arranged everything. Everything's gonna be fine. And then, my expectations of a husband grew higher. Not only am I looking for a man who could take care of me, but I needed someone who would be the calming factor in my life. We know what and who I am. Stubborn, bull-headed, live my own way kind of a person. Is there ever going to be someone out there who will be able to hold me by my horns and tame me? Someone who would be my Matador? Million dollar question.

So the family chat we had... Everyone had a gala time telling or rather, pointing out my flaws and weaknesses and what not to do when that 'someone' finally appears. I admit, I'm not an angel. 33 years of living my own way of life and being an independent-do all by myself person, I ought to be entitled to a little bad traits, yes? Hehe!!

I know I'm not perfect. I don't cook much. I don't clean much. And I hate talking on the phone for long lovey-dovey conversations. I hate flowers. I hate doing the same things all over again. Yeah, that's me. The perfect unperfect candidate for an instituition named 'Marriage'...

So now, something big is approaching. And I'm not going to beat about the bush, and I confess, I'm ready. To face it, to walk it, to do it. I'm ready to be bent and to be calmed down. I'm ready for someone to eyeball me when I do something wrong. And above all, I'm ready to bring in another person to walk my life. I'm ready.

It's going to be a tough journey, no doubt. I have lots of tweaking to do. A lot of trial and error. A lot of "keep my mouth shut to listen to other people's opionions" sessions. It is going to be a helluva 'test my patience, or the lack of it' journey. But yes, I'm ready to walk it. And smell the roses and get pricked by the torns along the way.

And no friends, I'm not yet getting married. But when the time comes, yes, I will shout over the rooftops and say that finally I'm getting married. But yes, the journey from now till marriage will be a tough one but I send du'a that whatever I do, I will make everyone happy and that no one will be displeased with me and that everything runs as smoothly as butter over bread. InshaAllah.

So in the meantime, make du'a for me my friends. While I go waiting for the day my Matador finally shows up asking my parents, "Can I ask for your daughter's hand for marriage?" And then, me and my Matador can dance a Paso Doble towards the sun for a 'live happily ever after' ending... InshaAllah...

*winks*

Ilal Liqaa'...!!