February past

February is at it's tail end and this seems to be the only entry I managed for the whole month.

Time is so precious and time just seemed to have flown by me the whole month.

What do I remember this month by? I can think of about 3 meaningful events:

1) 12 Rabi`ul Awal~ The birth and death of Prophet Muhammad s.a.w

The noble soul sent as Rahmatan lil `alamin whose birthday was celebrated on the last Friday of the month. This year the celebration held so much meaning after a long while of trying to find meaning to a lot of things in my life. The Selawat we performed among the jemaah at PAKSI would hopefully gather us as His ahli syufa`ah, InsyaALLAH!

2) The meeting with Naz on her last few and precious days left in Malaysia before flying back to cold, cold Norway.

Thanks for having us Naz, and that's what you get when you haven't seen each other for ages...so much to catch up on...wish we went to see you earlier.
Though I haven't set foot on Norwegian soil, glad that my chocolates have found it's way there! We're still experiencing heat wave here and wouldn't it be just nice if you could send some snow here to bring equilibrium to the weather equation!

Salam to Trond and the kids!

3) My chocolate project which is slowly taking off with some CNY sale. So happened CNY fell on Valentine's day, which is celebrated by some, myself excluded.

A funny incident here: A friend of a friend bought herself a 15 piece box which was beautifully tied with a giant satin ribbon.

Reason: To extract some reaction from her seemingly uninitiated spouse, thinking that even if it didn't get her his attention, she would still get to enjoy the chocolates. Sounds logical isn't it? Nothing to lose and something to gain. Any smart investor would know when to bet all your chips!

Well , it did ~ cos he did give her an ~UMMM...?" when she replied she didn't know who it was from.

The thing is ...her kids didn't want her to eat the chocolates, screaming that since she didn't know who it was from, the chocolates could be charmed and she might forget all 3 of them!

Finally, she had to come clean and tell them actually she bought the box for herself!

Hmm...so much for trying to awaken the sleeping passion!

(The 48 pieces for a friend's engagement party)

I leave you with this beautiful song

Untuk semua yang merindu dan di rindu/ bilik air penuh!

Senja...berulang rindu
dan ku sebut namamu
dalam suara yang bisu
engkau kah itu?

Dan ku ulang kembali
sewaktu dalam sunyi
nyanyian kata hati
rindu kah itu?

Biarkan kemesraan berlalu
bersama kesunyian yang padu
akan ku sebut nama mu selalu
namun ada rindu yang lebih dari itu

Kasih...di mana janji
dan kau terus kah lari?
dari ku yang menanti
engkau kah itu?

Suddenly I remembered this song and the singer.

The year was 1979 and the place was the lecture hall 1 at then IPT ( Institut Pengajian Tinggi) where we Asasians were having our lectures while some other lecture hall were occupied by the Law Faculty. After so many years, the building now houses the Faculty of Business and Accountancy.

(It was a big hall and we almost fill up the hall even then)

While waiting for the next lecture to begin, Kelly (f) and I made a trip to the rest room. The corridor was quite narrow and it was a tight squeeze to pass by the undergraduates all waiting to enter the lecture halls. Finally we made it and did what we went to do.

Suddenly the door flung open and a male student entered the female rest room. Our initial reaction of irritation made way for gigglish recognition when we realised who the `bugger' was...none other than the singer himself!

.

(Male, female or alien?)

`Ye,betul lah tu, saya Sudir, sorrylah dik, tak tahan dah, bilik air lelaki penuh!' accompanied by the naughtiest of chuckle.

Although at that time he was already doing nationwide tours, we quickly made our exit for fear of getting a free show!

Well...he did show signs of bursting his seams!

(Al Fatihah)

Friday thoughts

Watch your thoughts ; they become words. Watch your words ; they become actions. Watch your actions ; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character . Watch your character; it becomes your destiny .