My 31st Wedding Anniversary 26th March 2008

Today, 26th March 2008, my 31st wedding anniversary.
Thank you my hubby Abdul Subhan for being the best husband who guided me to happiness. Thank you for your love and care for the past 31 years.
Thank you for the unlimited love you showered me.
Thank you for being patience in dealing with my character.
Thank you for this........Laptop, my 53rd birthday!!!
Love you with all my heart and may we be together till our next life......
Baba, semoga kita bersama sehingga akhir hayat dan dikembalikan semula diakhirat nanti...Insyallah. Kau lah suami ku dunia dan akhirat................
Salam sayang dari isteri mu Awara.

Demi Matahari

(Surah As-Syam)
Demi matahari dan sinar nya dipagi hari
Demi bulan apabila ia mengiringi
Demi siang hari bila menampakkan diri
Demi malam apabila ia menutupi
Demi langit berserta seluruh binaannya
Demi bumi serta yang ada dihamparannya
Demi jiwa dan seluruh penyempurnaannya
Allah Subhanallah
Allah menghilhamkan sukma kefasikan dan ketaqwaan
Beruntung bagi yang mensucikannya
Merugi bagi yang mengotorinya
Subhanallah

Sound of Love

Bapak....it been one week that you gone to be with your Creator. Every movements that i made, remind me of you, the sound of glass when you stir to make drink. The sound of rain........your habit to make sure the windows are shut. The sound of the washing machine as you always did the laundry for me willingly, the sound of running tap, the sound of the pot and pans when u did the dishes, the sound of flapping of towel when u put it up to dry...the list will go on and on and on. Oh Allah, please guide me to be honest in carrying out my father's amanah, guide me to be a filial daughter to him.
May your soul rest in peace, Amin Ya Rabbal'alamin.

Photos taken at my father's hometown in Malacca, Batu 24 3/4 Kampong Ramuan Lubok Cina Kecil on 8th February 2008.

17th March, 2008 (Monday)

17th March, 2008, Monday, (9 Rabiul Awal 1429) a date that will be remembered for the whole of my life.......my beloved dad Haji Mohamad Taib Bin Haji Mohamad Noor passed away peacefully at 10.00pm. Oh God, how suffocating it is to feel when you lost someone whom you loved very much. How ached your heart when you found out that he will never be back again in your life. Oh Bapak, how i missed you badly and how my eyes kept on searching for you, my ears scanning for your voice, my throat yearning to call out your name. Bapak, i felt lost and empty without you. How i wished that i could turn the clock back to let me hug and kiss you to my fullest satisfaction..............but.........i was too ill and exhausted that day to do it. I did not even bid you goodbye before going off. How i regretted it for not being able to do it, how i regretted it!!!

Oh Allah, please have mercy on him, please shower him with all your love, please accept him as one of your servant and placed him together with your loved servants...Amin Ya Rabbal'alamin.

Photo taken on 16th September 2007 (80th Birthday)

17th March 2008

9 Rabiulawal 1429
My beloved father, Mohd Taib Bin Mohd Noor passed away peacefully at Changi General Hospital Ward 25 at 10.30pm Monday.
May Allah blessed his soul and placed him in HIS Jannah, Amin Ya Rabbal'alamin.

My father Hj Mohd Taib Bin Mohd Noor

I was down with fever since last friday evening and was on medical leave till yesterday. For five days i did not get to visit my sick father in hospital because of my fever. I visited him today, but what i saw this evening was rather shocking.....he seemed to be very weak and he is wheezing again! All i knew that he was only on antibiotic and he need to finish the whole course. My heart bled when i saw him with his swollen feet. Oh God, please dont make him suffer as he is such a kind human being on earth beside being the best father. I went out early to look for a hot bag where he can place it under his feet. He stopped wearing socks when his feet started to swell. I managed to get it from Watson and i rushed back to hospital, fill it with hot water and placed it under his feet.....oh no...his feet were icy cold. He woke up as soon as i held his foot. After assuring him that it was me and explaining what i was doing, he said that alright and continue with his sleep.

Photo taken during my 53rd birthday 21st January 2008

I did it! 42km

On 23rd February 2008 with my loved ones - hubby and daughter, i cycled 42km via Park Connector starting point East Coast Parkway thru Siglap Park Connector then behind Kembangan MRT through housing estate...hahaha where i accidentally cycled through a lady in purple. I rang my bell but my mind went mental block as i totally forgot to use the brake. She scolded me up and down for not using the brake, this what she said "I cycled too u know! U should brake!" What can i say? this is my early stage of cycling after three decades of not cycling. I profusely apologised to her for being a reckless cyclist.
After cycling through jungle of human beings and road blocks of traffic junctions.....i should not be doing this! I perservered to continue and thank for God's blessing...rain rain rain off we took shelter along Bedok Reservoir like a fugitive on the run. We continue to cycle when it began to drizzle....but asap we cycled....God's blessing again and this time round it was doubled pouring and this instant my idea of inventing a wiper for my spectacles.....i cant see!! Again we took shelter at a bus stop along Bedok Reservoir.
It was smoother cyling until i reached once again human jungle at Tampines....oh no! this should not be the way! Most of the time i was on my feet instead on the bicycle, before i ramped into another human again.
Along Pasir Ris....the most difficult part of cycling, we were going uphill and my bicycle refused to moved forward. So, i have to push her up and at that moment i made my mind that this will be my first and last attempt. I am contented to cycle around the park 10,000 times than this feat. We continue till we reached Changi Point for my sumptuous dinner/supper Ayam Peyek and 2 glasses of tea.
I love this stretch along Changi Coastal but it was a little quiet. As i cycled along Changi Airport, the path was splendid but along the road i felt eerie about the surroundings - it was well known for the weird happenings. Hehehe now i laughed to myself of me being so coward and i kept reciting for God's protection "Oh please Allah, dont let that things appear infront of me!' I was relief when we came across a group of boys, so the area not too scary..............but zoooom...they cycled past us in a second.
Phewww...we reached East Coast Park but the initial part was quite dark where i have to demounted the bicycle, i cant see! Light please!!!!
My perserverance went thin...but there is no turning back as i kept a look out for the bicycle shop. What did i gain? Knees pain, buttock pain, wrists pain infact total body pain....BUT it was a life experience for me for going through with my loved ones. Without them i dont think i will be able to write it in this blog. Kudos to them and a pat on my shoulder. Initially i said that this will be my first and the last, but by the end of it, i rephrase it : This is my first and it will remain my first. Got to force hubby to buy me a bicyle for my next feat.

This is true!

Excerpt from 'Reader's Digest' December 2007
Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for, in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car and the house you have vacant all day so you can afford to live in it - ‘Ellen Goodman in The Boston Globe’

A Word of Encouragement

Hospital Window
A great note for all to read it will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking.
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.

Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days and weeks passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.
It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.
The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.
She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

Epilogue:
There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.

"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."

Overweight?

Spreading The Fat
(except from Reader's Digest, January 2008)
When one person is overweight, close friends can pack on the kilos.
A recent New England Journal of Medicine study declared that people can actually 'catch' obesity from close friends.
When researchers followed 12,067 people over 32 years, they concluded that those of us with very close friends who are obese have a 171 percent highter chance of becoming obese too. The theory goes: you're influenced by your friends, and if they overeat, you may unwittingly follow their lead. Surprisingly, spouses have less sway over the belly than close friends of the same sex. The good news is that it may also work in reverse. Hang out with thin people and you might lose weight.

My beloved Ones

My Birthday 21st January 2008

Celebration was at Sakura Restaurant @ Down Town East, Pasir Ris.