busy january

Hey, it's already end of January eh? woah~ time flew with the speed of a light. i've been neglecting this blog, which i have already expected before i even start to write a blog. i guess i was too busy to sit and word-painting. it was a truly busy January for me. busy (how many times i have to repeat this word?) with planning, shopping, get certain things done and lil bit of unnecessary stuff. coming to the end of January, i have four months before my BIG DAY. people keep on telling me, "wah, dah tak lame tu." and i responded,"lame lagi kottttttt." with the nervous tone. lol. just to ease my mind.

and no, i'm not working, currently. spending my days at home doing stuff i love. maybe this holiday is too long for me but i believe good things come to those who wait. i see no harm in waiting patiently. of course, it will be more fun to have some money in pocket and step into working world but maybe it is not the time for me yet. Allah has planned things for me and i just have to keep my faith in that.

but there are few reason why i think this long holiday is truly a pleasure. firstly, i got the time and pleasure with my family. making them happy when i put food on the table, laundry done, clean the house and so much more. those are the little things that count as 'pahala' if we do it for our parents. i'm happy to be collecting 'pahala' every single day. Alhamdulillah. because i know once i'm married, i will not be able to be as helpful to them as what i'm doing now. and this make me sad. i'd rather not work now than regret later for not being able to take care of them. even for a while. as i massage my mom's feet, she drop me a bombshell,"sedapnyer adik urut. nanti dah kawen tak dapat nak mcm ni dah" i didn't know how to respond with a word, just tears.

secondly, i have plenty of time planning and shopping for the BIG DAY. as my fiance who are always so busy with his work, he loaded all the planning to me. double the planning. lol. i took time reading stuff about marriage and wedding, making a budget and planning life ahead.

and lastly, i got the time to spend with my cats. Nabes/Kenap, Manja/PonPon, Sarip Dol, Sakai, Ong Gedek Gedek and Ashut. they are my bestfriends, seriously. life is more meaningful with their existence. Thank you Allah.

so even though i'm not working, my day is always full of new things and yeah, new menu. haha. God has given me more than i should deserve, so i won't be selfish to ask for more.
God bless.

ps/ Thank you again, Allah.

love always,
ruhil nadiah

of Angel and Twilight

vs

friends told me before, not once but countless time, that i'm not into overrated stuff. overrated movies, overrated fashion, overrated songs. or whatever overrated. see, now i'm overrating the 'overrated'.

i have tried to like things that i don't like for the sake of trying. maybe i tried too hard and it all ended up as a major failure. here's one them, i'm still in my best attempt to grasp the excitement when it comes to vampires.  the twilight, vampire diaries, to name a few.  i have watched the movies and the series and i think i have the right to judge, as an audience. i went to see the movie with my fiance, (my boyfriend at that time) and i ended up in my slumber party. but i did stay to see the credits at the end though.all seems fake to me. the protagonist wears a make-up so thick to evoke the vampires look, and that's where my annoyance towards vampires was born. everything and everyone in the story bites and it's like a food chain. it's the same plot just with a different sound track, i suppose.

honestly, i used to be gugu-gaga over vampires. once upon a time. a series called Angel featuring David Boreanaz as a vampire. but it was not or even close like the Twilight. the characters were varied, and David Boreanaz didn't even wear extra BB cream, foundation, and high-protein flour for the vampire  effects, the plots were filled with suspense, not so much of biting activity and the most important thing is, nobody really care about that series. i like the feeling of watching something that others don't even bother to take a glimpse of. it's the feeling of privacy.

i truly honestly understand why i'm not into it. people have different personal taste and everyone should stay that way. for example, i'm a die-hard fan of Lord of the Rings, i just don't get it why others find it ridiculous. i think it's the same feeling for the Twilight fan.

i have nothing against a fan of Twilight. they have rights to like what they like. it's not the fan i'm criticizing but it's the concept of the movie. vampires, now, are really not my cuppa coffee and i see no future in vampires in my upcoming movie list. but maybe someday i will (who knows), but not just yet. better luck next time, dude. i'm in no team, may it be Edward or Jacob.

ps/ just a little note to Edward, Jacob and Bella.
      "Edward, please use less make-up. less is more, you know."
      "Jacob, please wear your shirts. you are no Salman Khan."
      "Bella, work it out with your facial expressions. do it in front of the mirror"
just a random thoughts. lol.

love always,
ruhil nadiah.
 

mellow weekend

my weekend gonna be kinda mellow.
my fiance and his friend went to Medan
for short 'honeymoon'. without me. yucks.
hahaha. hope all is well there. i pray to
Allah to grant him safety. amin.
and i really hope he spend his leisure time to the fullest.
have fun, love. ruhil loves you.

there he goes with the fake smile. lol. (taken somewhere in Medan)

ps/ missing you already. 

the case of hijab: hump and lump

i started wearing my hijab when i was 14. i had an amazing dream which i rather not shared cause it's gonna eat up your precious time. i was blessed back then, able to gather my strength and fight temptation of changing my whole image as a Muslim woman. however, in the first few years i started to wear hijab, i was still, what people would called, 'jahil'. hijab with short sleeve or shirts that are too short showing the butt off, tight leggings showing the thigh, see-through shirts (yeah, seriously). i had no awareness of whatsoever of why Muslim women wear hijab. oh God, forgive me. but as i learn more about Islam, mixed around with good Muslim women role models, i've started to see the purpose. yes, i'm still not perfect now. every now and then, i still made mistakes but i'm glad i have that awareness. thank you, Allah.

now, i wear hijab with more appropriate attire. i kept reminding myself when i look into the mirror before i leave home. am i wearing it properly? is it too tight? i bombarded myself with various questions, to awaken the 'jahil-ness'. lol. and it works. 

one thing i realize nowadays is that, Muslim women in Malaysia wearing hijab in a very disturbing manner. especially the one with lump and hump that is too big on the top of the head or the one who make you look like a nun. yes, i've made that mistakes when i thought i can be more fashionable, but i realize that i have gone too far from the main purpose. so, i got back on the track. i decided to stay conservative at the moment and may Allah grant me strength. 

"Dua golongan ahli neraka yang belum pernah aku lihat ialah, satu golongan memegang cemeti seperti ekor lembu yang digunakan bagi memukul manusia, dan satu golongan lagi wanita yang memakai pakaian tetapi telanjang dan meliuk-liuk badan juga kepalanya seperti bonggol unta yang tunduk. Mereka tidak masuk syurga dan tidak dapat mencium baunya walaupun bau syurga itu dapat dicium daripada jarak yang jauh." (Hadis riwayat Muslim)

Wallahu'alam bissawab~ 

like i said before, i'm not perfect. i still make mistakes. and i really hope you (yeah, you) help me become a better person. don't let me drown in a pool of sins. amin. 

shades of pink and baby's breath

it was last week, my engagement day.
i'm fully blessed it all happened according to plan, thank you, Allah.
although, at the end of the day, both of us were drenched in the heavy rain,
i considered it as a blessed shower. bless us, Allah. bless us in so many ways. amin.

ps/ i love you, munir asyraf.

life after all that is done

wow. this space really smells like mold and mildew.
it's not that i've been so busy, my feelings just won't
let me blurt out something lame and cheesy.
so i decided not to write.
anyway, life after all that is done was pretty much the same.
on the plateau. no ups and no downs, thank God.
just brushing my skills in my office called kitchen.
talking to my cats as if they were human being.
managing laundry.. yadayadayada..
these jobs are monotonous. repetitive.
but i found blessings in between the jobs.
my mummy don't have to rush home just to cook for lunch,
my dad has a friend at home and my sister, erm, she should thank me for all
the housework i done. lol. just to see them smile at the end of the day is priceless.
just to hear them saying, "thanks for the lunch. we're full!" or
"what a great day! bile balik ade orang siap masak, kain siap lipat"
this is not to boast but to show others how easy to please your parents.
this is my ultimate satisfaction of the day.
and this is my life after all that is done.

my kind of Raya

Assalamualaikum..
MasyaAllah.. i just caught a spiderweb on my blog.
it's been a while. i haven't update in this small space given by the web itself. Alhamdulillah, life is great here at home. and yeah, i miss my Korea. but life goes on, as usual.

Raya was amazing. great time to catch up with family and relative but bad for the stomach. on the very first day of raya, my stomach had a culture shock. previous day i was a vegetarian and suddenly i am a beast. oh God, forgive me for this ugly behavior. but i was on my not-so-strict diet since then.

right after i arrived at my kampung, felt like i'm a superstar making a comeback. they haven't see me quite a while, so please don't try to imagine what sort of questions they shot at me. countless and repetitive. but, i was okay. it is normal. i would do the same thing if i were them too. and yeah, at my golden teenage, i still got my raya money. Alhamdulillah. but definitely not next year. lol.

Raya, is a great day to catch and patch things up with family, relatives, friends and loved one. i'm glad Allah gave me chances to celebrate raya this time around,  i have chances to ask forgiveness to others. but the best way to ask forgiveness is everyday, even through prayers with whomever you want. and forgive people before you sleep. who knows that it will be your last night alive.

p/s my raya was a blessed. i hope yours too.

love always,
ruhil nadiah~