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Sunday, March 27, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
BAJU TIDUR KAFTAN, TUDUNG KELAWAR..
I was only 16 when i first started doing business... As my hometown is in Kelantan, I told my mum that i wanted to sell tudung to my friends in Seri Puteri.. I was actually inspired by her who was doing business as her side income apart from being a teacher...it runs in the family..
Mum supported my idea (yippie yay!) and I came back to the hostel after school holiday with a box of tudung. At that time, tudung bawal isnt as famous as now and there're other nice materials that was the 'in' thing..I brought about 20 pieces to sell..
I wasnt all confident that anyone would buy it (inferiority complex, so to speak.heh!) but after a few days, they were sold out!
The best thing was i got to keep all the cash afterwards ( translation: pocket money)
LOL!!
Every now and then since we left school, I had friends who visited Kelantan and volunteered myself to bring them to Pasar Siti Khadijah, Bazar Buluh Kubu or Arked Uda to shop. It's a well-known trick that if you speaks like a true Kelantanese, the prices will be much cheaper...So that's what i am for,heheh..
It has been more than a decade now. I would like to re-live the experience but we're no longer staying in Dorm Kiambang or studying in 4 Ilmu ; kelantan is maybe thousands mile from your house or even if you do come here, the dialect might be tricky.
So i'm here to make your life easier
CLICK KELANTAN'S BAZAR for new collection of baju tidur kaftan, tudung bawal and batik Kelantan..
Mum supported my idea (yippie yay!) and I came back to the hostel after school holiday with a box of tudung. At that time, tudung bawal isnt as famous as now and there're other nice materials that was the 'in' thing..I brought about 20 pieces to sell..
I wasnt all confident that anyone would buy it (inferiority complex, so to speak.heh!) but after a few days, they were sold out!
The best thing was i got to keep all the cash afterwards ( translation: pocket money)
LOL!!
Every now and then since we left school, I had friends who visited Kelantan and volunteered myself to bring them to Pasar Siti Khadijah, Bazar Buluh Kubu or Arked Uda to shop. It's a well-known trick that if you speaks like a true Kelantanese, the prices will be much cheaper...So that's what i am for,heheh..
It has been more than a decade now. I would like to re-live the experience but we're no longer staying in Dorm Kiambang or studying in 4 Ilmu ; kelantan is maybe thousands mile from your house or even if you do come here, the dialect might be tricky.
So i'm here to make your life easier
CLICK KELANTAN'S BAZAR for new collection of baju tidur kaftan, tudung bawal and batik Kelantan..
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Random..
1. People said that the best way to get to a man's heart is through his stomach, but i'm having difficulty here as my husband is a wayyyyyyy better cook than me..as simple as i often opt for simple pasta for lunch while he'll easily come out for rice with at least 3 meals...bingg banngg!
It's not actually a new fact for me we happen to share lotsa mutual friend and whenever one of them got to know that i'm marrying him, he/she will say how lucky i am for having atop chef someone who can cook as life partner... One time i was oncall and he's back in hometown for a short holiday, i made him bring lunch for me was offered lunch that he cooked at home...oh my, not only they're all scrumptious, there's nooooo wayyyy i'll be able to cook those traditional dishes... I did attempted to cook by myself on one occasion but had to call him out from the living room to *chuckle* modify the taste...
*grim face*
So my plan is actually use my recipe book *wipe the dust* again tocopy past observe (and of course help him out, phhbbttt) his cooking and take note of the steps.
That'll do for now i think;)
2.
It's not actually a new fact for me we happen to share lotsa mutual friend and whenever one of them got to know that i'm marrying him, he/she will say how lucky i am for having a
*grim face*
So my plan is actually use my recipe book *wipe the dust* again to
That'll do for now i think;)
2.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
It's gonna be OK...
When i looked at the image, my heart sank...i knew what's the top of differential diagnosis as i've been dealing with these through my work line.
Upon presented myself to the specialist with the investigation done, i couldnt handle it anymore...i was so much in denial, i broke down in front of her. i knew the diagnosis already and its a lot to take in...trying to buy time (and still hoping that we both could be wrong), i requested to be referred to the subspecialty for this condition after the weekend...
Amidst the tears and so many thoughts running through my mind, slowly i learnt to accept the news...its devastating but its not the end of the world...
By the time i turned up to the subspecialty clinic, i'm more prepared and ready for treatment...Thanks to the joyous (ex-boss) clinician, i did feel a lot better after coming out from her room..It was actually a missed diagnosis back in October last year but let's not dwell on it..Allah certainly planned everything well..
Now i'm already on treatment and slowly regaining my strength back.. emotionally and physically, i must say...Apart from little side effect, i'm coping with the illness..
2 days back while having breakfast, mum pointed out that Allah must've loved me alot because i never get things easy...be it education, career, love life and now health issue...but all ends well each time..i silently agreed because i thought of the same thing earlier on...Allah loves me so much to give me trial one after another...He wants to keep me closer to him, thus testing my patience and faith this way.. I must've gotten too occupied with heavy workload and marriage that He somehow missed me and wants me to spend more time with Him...Alhamdulillah, i'm grateful for that because i realised at the end of the day, it's Allah and only Allah whom i need to please...i'm enjoying my solitude with peace of mind...
Disclaimer:
1. Sorry but i have no intention to disclose the diagnosis to the public.. Those whom i have shared, please please respect my wish...Those i didnt, its not that i dont trust but i cant handle too much of sympathy..I know that you all care and that comfort me enough..but i would really appreciate prayers from you, honestly....
2. This also should stop people from giving remarks that why does doctor fall sick? we're human first then doctor, mind you.
3. I shall say that this is nothing related to pregnancy (before anyone jumps into the conclusion) but surely affect my family planning..so pls be tactful before you pop up that fave question, ok?
Upon presented myself to the specialist with the investigation done, i couldnt handle it anymore...i was so much in denial, i broke down in front of her. i knew the diagnosis already and its a lot to take in...trying to buy time (and still hoping that we both could be wrong), i requested to be referred to the subspecialty for this condition after the weekend...
Amidst the tears and so many thoughts running through my mind, slowly i learnt to accept the news...its devastating but its not the end of the world...
By the time i turned up to the subspecialty clinic, i'm more prepared and ready for treatment...Thanks to the joyous (ex-boss) clinician, i did feel a lot better after coming out from her room..It was actually a missed diagnosis back in October last year but let's not dwell on it..Allah certainly planned everything well..
Now i'm already on treatment and slowly regaining my strength back.. emotionally and physically, i must say...Apart from little side effect, i'm coping with the illness..
2 days back while having breakfast, mum pointed out that Allah must've loved me alot because i never get things easy...be it education, career, love life and now health issue...but all ends well each time..i silently agreed because i thought of the same thing earlier on...Allah loves me so much to give me trial one after another...He wants to keep me closer to him, thus testing my patience and faith this way.. I must've gotten too occupied with heavy workload and marriage that He somehow missed me and wants me to spend more time with Him...Alhamdulillah, i'm grateful for that because i realised at the end of the day, it's Allah and only Allah whom i need to please...i'm enjoying my solitude with peace of mind...
Disclaimer:
1. Sorry but i have no intention to disclose the diagnosis to the public.. Those whom i have shared, please please respect my wish...Those i didnt, its not that i dont trust but i cant handle too much of sympathy..I know that you all care and that comfort me enough..but i would really appreciate prayers from you, honestly....
2. This also should stop people from giving remarks that why does doctor fall sick? we're human first then doctor, mind you.
3. I shall say that this is nothing related to pregnancy (before anyone jumps into the conclusion) but surely affect my family planning..so pls be tactful before you pop up that fave question, ok?
Friday, February 18, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
One month's
Save the best for the last...that's how i would describe our marriage..ahh,
corny!
What i'm saying is actually, save your love after the marriage...yes, he put up
strict rules during our 1 year of courting that irritated me at first..no
dating, no phone calls, no romantic lines..i almost thought that he wasnt
serious...until he told me that he's coming to ask for my hand with his
family...and that was after one meeting with him about 5 months back
We were introduced by a mutual family friend and honestly, it didnt cross my
mind at all that thing's gonna work up..aint saying that it's an arranged
marriage though cos after the brief hello, we were left to decide on our
own..nobody tried to interfere or anything like that..
We let Allah decided for us...i prayed and asked for guidance from Allah..and
slowly HE showed me the way..so does him..
Even as i was annoyed with his insensitivity and lacking contact, i put my trust
in HIM..deep inside, i know he is the answer to my prayers, an imam and someone
who loves me more than i do who showed it in a very subtle way.. it's not like
we never argued about that but after a while (with long explanation from him), i
realised that he's simply following syariat for future 'baiti jannati' (ok, i
lied....i still grumbled once in a while,lol!)
Fast forward to now, i'd say we're happily and blissfully married.. all the
sacrifices and patience finally paid off..it's so much like save the best for
the last, isnt it?
(Dont worry, there'll be no P.D.A from us)
corny!
What i'm saying is actually, save your love after the marriage...yes, he put up
strict rules during our 1 year of courting that irritated me at first..no
dating, no phone calls, no romantic lines..i almost thought that he wasnt
serious...until he told me that he's coming to ask for my hand with his
family...and that was after one meeting with him about 5 months back
We were introduced by a mutual family friend and honestly, it didnt cross my
mind at all that thing's gonna work up..aint saying that it's an arranged
marriage though cos after the brief hello, we were left to decide on our
own..nobody tried to interfere or anything like that..
We let Allah decided for us...i prayed and asked for guidance from Allah..and
slowly HE showed me the way..so does him..
Even as i was annoyed with his insensitivity and lacking contact, i put my trust
in HIM..deep inside, i know he is the answer to my prayers, an imam and someone
who loves me more than i do who showed it in a very subtle way.. it's not like
we never argued about that but after a while (with long explanation from him), i
realised that he's simply following syariat for future 'baiti jannati' (ok, i
lied....i still grumbled once in a while,lol!)
Fast forward to now, i'd say we're happily and blissfully married.. all the
sacrifices and patience finally paid off..it's so much like save the best for
the last, isnt it?
(Dont worry, there'll be no P.D.A from us)
Wedding
The wedding as what i would like it to be...simple but merry with happy faces
and good laugh from loved ones... the solemnisation was held at home as i
requested (thanks abah) and went smoothly...i should thank my sweet girlfriends
for being there to witness the moments (and made silly jokes that takes the
jittery away)...honestly, i didnt feel like i was getting married but rather
playing dress up with the girls...no emotional tears or anything like that, i
said my silent prayers...but it took me more than 2 minutes to actually hold my
husband's hand for 'membatalkan air sembahyang'..at that time, reality hasnt
sink it that i am finally bonded to this man and it's ok to touch him..drama
queen!
It was a beautiful reception not because of the make up or home decoration...but
rather seeing friends and family, all celebrating and enjoying themselves (or
so, i hope!) together with hujan rahmat...we created guestbook to cherish those
who came and will keep all the best wishes safe..i do hope that everyone who
made the effort to come all the way enjoyed themselves in every
way..alhamdulillah, everything went well eventhough it's raining and i was
afraid that we couldnt serve the guest on time because we prepared the dishes in
traditional way...to those we helped out, may Allah bless and reward everyone
justly..
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