Pick me up

I had my IELTS exam today, getting ready for grad school (if needed). As I was waiting for the exam time to end after finished triple checking my answers, I thought of how happy that my car was being sent after work, by my soon to be (it was in the workshop for a few days).

That was closest I get to being picked by a loved one after a long day of work/school. Yes, I miss being picked up my mum from college and my dad from the airport when coming back from boarding school. I've been driving myself for years now, and I hadn't realize how lovely it felt to be taken care of, in any sense. Being picked up is just one example.

All the while, I wanted a vehicle of my own, self-control of my whereabouts. How silly everything seem now. Things change. I bet mama feels the same happy feeling now, the time I picked her up from the airport and brought her home :)

A cute letter from a newly married girl to her mother

Dear mom,

Like every normal girl, I was excited about marriage right from my childhood days. I never thought beyond the time that I would spend happily with my prince charming. 

But today when I am married, I realize that marriage is not all roses. It’s not just about being with your beloved and having a gala time. There is so much more to it. It comes with its own share of responsibilities, duties, sacrifices and compromises.

I can’t wake up anytime I want to.
I am expected to be up and ready before everyone else in the family.
I can’t laze around in my pyjamas throughout the day.
I am expected to be presentable every time.
I can’t just go out anytime I want to.
I am expected to be sensitive to the needs of the family.
I just can’t hit the bed anytime I want to.
I am expected to be active and around the family.
I can’t expect to be treated like a princess but am supposed to take care of everyone else in the family.

And then I think to myself, ‘why did I get married at all?’ I was happier with you, mom. Sometimes I think of coming back to you and getting pampered again.

I want to come home to my favourite food cooked by you every evening after a nice outing with friends. I want to sleep on your laps like I have no worry in this world. But then I suddenly realize, had you not got married and made such sacrifices in your life, I wouldn’t have had so many wonderful memories to hang on to. And suddenly, the purpose of all this becomes clear- to return the same comfort, peace and happiness to my new family that I got from you.

And I am sure that as time would pass, I would start loving this life equally as you do. Thank you mom for all the sacrifices and compromises you made. They give me the strength to do the same. Love you.

It’s an excellent letter for all daughters

http://thebeautyofislam.tumblr.com/post/76753117553
 

boy talk

"bla bla bla.. future.. bla bla.. kahwin.."
"erk?"
"well yeah, nanti kakak grad, balik sini, get married lah. then you wanna do masters ke, ape ke, do lah."
"oh. maaa. takkan lah i stay here fr 2 years then blk Malaysia, terus kahwin. i have to meet someone first."
"you will meet somebody along the way mase study sane kan."
"oh um. yeah ma. tengok lah."

Having boy talks with my mum is usually not a strange thing for me. But just now, it was awkward. Err, she was seriously serious. Kadang2 tak faham lah mama fikir ape. Sigh. Exam dulu ye ma.

Btw, I found the coolest quotation ever about boys:

"Lelaki yang Gentleman bukanlah yang membukakan pintu kereta untukmu ketika kalian hendak berkhalwat (dating)

Lelaki yang romantik bukanlah yang menyanyikan untukmu lagu cinta yang membuatkanmu cair; luluh bersama maruah dan kehormatanmu.

Tetapi lelaki yang Gentleman dan Romantik, adalah lelaki yang tidak akan menyentuhmu, jiwa dan raga, dengan perbuatan mahupun kata kata, sebelum dia mampu bersumpah didepan Allah dan manusia, untuk menjagamu dan zuriatmu sampai ke syurga."