Love vs Marriage

I found this while browsing through my Facebook's newsfeed and I believe that it has been nicely composed hence the sharing!

"Difference in Love and Marriage”

A student asks a teacher, “What is love?” The teacher said, “in order to answer your question, go to the wheat field and choose the biggest wheat and come back. But the rule is: you can go through them only once and cannot turn back to pick.” The student went to the field, go thru first row, he saw one big wheat, but he wonders… may be there is a bigger one later. Then he saw another bigger one… But may be there is an even bigger one waiting for him. Later, when he finished more than half of the wheat field, he start to realize that the wheat is not as big as the previous one he saw, he know he has missed the biggest one, and he regretted. So, he ended up went back to the teacher with empty hand. The teacher told him, “this is love… You keep looking for a better one, but when later you realise, you have already miss the person…”

“What is marriage then?” the student asked. The teacher said, “in order to answer your question, go to the corn field and choose the biggest corn and come back. But the rule is: you can go through them only once and cannot turn back to pick." The student went to the corn field, this time he is careful not to repeat the previous mistake, when he reach the middle of the field, he has picked one medium corn that he feel satisfy, and come back to the teacher. The teacher told him, “This time you bring back a corn. You look for one that is just nice, and you have faith and believe this is the best one you get… This is marriage.”

Warum liebst du mich

One of my most favourite songs.
Because it contains one of my most favourite questions.
"Why is it me you love?"
Or in a more appropriate way of asking,
"Why do you love me?"

Husband hates this questions. Not because he has no answers for this but he has been answering it for millions of times and yet, I still ask him. Over and over again. I just love the way the answers sound. Ain't it amazing to know that a person can be so deeply in love with you? Despite all the flaws and the inappropriateness that you posses and show? The fact that he loves to respond to this particular question of mine differently every time he has been bombarded with one triggers me to ask him more and more.

On another note, it's been a while, isn't it?
Same old, same old.
:D

Happy 80th Birthday!

Ohh.. Someone turns 80 today!

So,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FIANCE!

 Here is your birthday cake.

And these are your presents.

And last but not least.

I know, this one is your favourite, kan? Kan? Kan? But it is only claimable this June. Eh, May. :p

Happy Birthday, Sayang.

I can't thank your mom enough for going through the pain 29 years ago.

She has delivered one of the best gift a person could ever received.

She has delivered you.

:)

Happy birthday.

I can't wait for this May to arrive.

Heeee~

500 days

I have this habit of counting days that we have spent together.
Looking at the number makes me realized that God must have love me so much that He decided to bless me with such a wonderful person.

And in shaa Allah, shall everything go according to plan, we will unite in the name of God. Our very own pure matrimony of love will be sealed this May 24th. May Allah ease this little plan of ours. Aamiin.





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Anyway,





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Happy 500th Day, Sweetheart.
Yes, it's been 500 days.
500 magnificent days.

Five hundreds days,
not a single day had passed us by
without me falling in love with you.

Through joy and sorrow,
through sun and rain,
through thick and thin,
through black and white,
through ups and downs,
through laughter and tears,
you have always been there with me.

To be loved by you,
and to love you,
are indeed two of the best things that ever happened in my life.
And with hands held high I shall pray,
that these two things will keep happening
for the rest of my life.

Happy 500th days.
I love you once,
I love you twice,
I love you more than beans and rice.

FourTwoSeventh

Boy I think about it every night and day 

I'm addicted wanna jump inside your love 

I wouldn't wanna have it any other way 

I'm addicted and I just can't get enough

Yes, you got me addicted since the past 426 days. And please, don't stop.

I want moreeeeeeeeeee!! 

I love you to infinity and beyond, you Sweet Talker! :p

Happy 427th Magnificent Day.

 

Merry Marry

Why Marriage is Awesome (copied and pasted)

1. It gives you security …that same secure feeling you felt when growing up in your parents’ house, over time you feel that feeling with your spouse.

2. You are always learning. Through good times and bad you are constantly learning about the other person and about yourself.

3. It makes you grow. Having the best Ikhlaq with your spouse is so much harder than having it with others. Hence you learn to work on your character and it makes you grow into a better person inshaAllah.

4. You have someone to go everywhere with. Remember that trip you wanted to take to see that one place, well now you can go there with someone and enjoy it.

5. It gives you confidence. A supporting spouse really boosts your confidence level and can help you accomplish many things which you thought you couldn’t do before.

6. It brings you back to reality! Hollywood/bollywood movies got nothing on real life. Marriage pushes you to live in this world and that if you really want a beautiful life with no sadness, you would have to work for jannah!

7. It can be a source for you to see the fruit of your heart…i.e your children.

All checked.
I love you. ;)

Love Letter #1

Assalamualaikum,

Dear my future imam,

As you would have known, I borrowed your left rib.
And you should know that I have no intention of giving it back to you.
Likewise, I hope I can own your heart.
And I hope that I will never have to return it to you.

Dear my future teacher who will indefatigably teach me the lessons of life,

I don't know how to cook very well. We may end up dining at a restaurant two or three times a week, thanks to my super hectic schedule and pure laziness. Even if I manage to cook, I may end up putting extra salt in the dishes that I prepare. And the cakes are most probably going to be overcooked. And there is a fat chance that I don't even know the name of the delicacies that I cook. Can it get any worse? Yes. The coffee that you will ask me to prepare for you during breakfast, it may not cater your taste buds.  I may not become the best chef in town. Or serve a signature dish that will make you proud. But, I promise that I won't stop trying. I will try to spend some time to make new dishes, tho I may constantly take a peek at the recipe which I have googled earlier. I will not allow you to go to bed with an empty stomach, tho we may not be talking the whole day as I sulk because you refuse to let me buy the bag that I've been eyeing on. Most importantly, I will stuff you with lots of love until there is no empty space left in your heart.

Dear my future life and jannah partner,

I'm not a seamstress. I can't sew in a straight line. I haven't completed any sewing projects before although the textile stores have become my second home lately. I will beg you for a sewing machine and believe me, I won't stop begging until I get one. Still, I can't assure you that I will actually sew something out of it. In fact, the sewing machine will be most probably collecting dust in a corner in your home-office. I will purposely coax you to allow me to put it there as I don't want to tarnish the beautiful view of our future living room. Even though needle and thread have never been my best friend, I promise that I will sew the loosen buttons of your shirts. But for the damaged zip, I think it is wiser to have it sent to the tailor. Most importantly, I promise that I will help you to sew the shattered dreams of yours (as long as it doesn't involve getting yourself a new wifey!).

Dear my future caretaker and personal body guard,

I am neither a nurse nor a doctor. I can't even pronounce the names of the medicine correctly. I will not be able to differentiate between the fever pills and the flu pills. The only physical wound that I will be able to take care of is papercut. Nothing more, nothing less. But I promise to put your health as my prime concern. I will make (or get) you a bowl(s) of chicken porridge whenever you're not feeling well. I will take or drag you to the clinic. Most importantly, I will take care of your heart. I will never let it break into smithereens. In fact, I will never allow it to break at all.

Dear the future king of my heart,

I am not a princess. And I am not a beauty pageant. I don't walk and talk like one. I can't even wave my hand like one. I don't have a mesmerizing smile or long silky hair that will melt your heart. And knowing how awful my look can be in the morning, I will try not to mind if you decide to wake up on the other side of the bed. But I can promise you that I will mind my manners. I will keep our little secrets. I will not disclose our private and personal matters to public. I will not shout our problems to the whole world. I will take care of your dignity. I will take care of my dignity. And I will take of our future family's dignity. Most importantly, I will treat you like a king and put you before any other things.

Dear my future husband,

Yes, I am far from perfection. I have a gazillion flaws that if I decide to list them down, you may need to sacrifice your sleep for seven nights. Yes, no kidding. Because I am more than just a normal damsel in distress. I am a lost cause.

I just hope and wish that you will accept me the way I am. My flaws. My bads. My downs. My foolishness. My stupid sulks. My inability to stay composed. My tears that will shamelessly roll down on my cheeks. My ridiculous ideas. My spontaneous acts. My silly over-thinking behaviour. My jealousy. My impulsive decisions. My shopping habits. My long wishlist that doesn't need to be fulfilled. My heart. My endless love.

In return, I will accept every single thing about you. I will not judge you based on your past. I will cherish our future.

Dear Mohd Redzuan Mohd Zin,

Will you allow me to wake you up at night so that we can perform qiamullail together? Will you listen to me as I recite the Testimony of Faith and correct my mispronunciations? Will you bring me to Mecca? Will you educate me on deen? Will you take care of my aurah?
In short, will you take my hand and lead me to His jannah?

Much love,
Siti Aqilah Abdul Rahim,
Your future wife (in shaa Allah).

p/s : Now that I have re-read this, it started to sound like a proposal, especially the last bit. Gulp!

A Girl will Always be A Girl

Understanding girls is not as hard as most guys out there think.
No kidding!


When a GIRL is quiet,
Millions of things are running in her mind
When a GIRL is not arguing,
She is thinking deeply
When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions,
She is wondering how long you will be around
When a GIRL answers “i’m fine” after a few seconds,
She is not at all fine
When a GIRL stares at you,
She is wondering why you are lying
When a GIRL lays on your chest,
She is wishing for you to be hers forever
When a GIRL calls you everyday,
She is seeking for your attention
When a GIRL sms’s u everyday,
She wants you to reply at least once
When a GIRL says I love you,
She means it
When a GIRL says that she can’t live without you,
She has made up her mind that you are her future
When a GIRL says “i miss you”,
No one in this world can miss you more than that.

p/s: Found this on the net but I have forgotten the source. Will update later if I happen to stumble upon the site which I copied it from.

This is not a complaint.

He just got back from Sydney.
Two days later, he was deputed to Thailand.
He flew back and left for Singapore two days later.
After spending five days here, he is off to Thailand. Again.
Two days after coming back, he is scheduled to leave for South Korea. For two weeks.

The long distance just got longer.

While others may envy his frequent abroad trips, I secretly wish that he will be spending more time at home. Well, it isn't really a secret because I know he knows that I want him to know that this is my wish. No, don't take me wrong. I am not complaining. I am happy for him. He gets to do things that he loves the most, something that I doubt I will get a chance to do, even in years to come. He gets to live his dream, and nothing will make me happier than that.

I knew what I was getting myself into, way before committing myself to him. According to the maps app on my phone, we live almost 512 km apart. That is equal to 8 hours of driving or 45 minutes of flying. But I don't know how many weeks it will take if we decide to walk instead. Being this far from each other, and thanks to the heavily packed schedules that both of us have to attend to, we only get to meet every three to four months. We had foreseen this back then. We had talked about this even before he commenced his quest to win my heart. He once asked me, 'what if you're asked to teach in your hometown? Would we still be able to meet each other?' and I replied, 'We can meet during the school holidays.' So, as you could have guessed, that is how things work for us now. So, really, no complaints!

Don't hide it. I could read what lingers at the back of your mind now. I know you'll be asking, 'So, if you're so used with the distance, why would you be bothered when he is deputed to work abroad?'

The answers are:

- Timezone.

- Unstable connection.

- Extra working hours.

So, yes, I am not complaining. But sometimes I wish he can spend a wee bit more of his time at home. He gets to rest and I get to call him any time of the day. Most importantly, I don't have to worry about his well being. Halal food is being served in almost every corner of Malaysia. See, it's a win-win situation.

Distance makes the hearts grow fonder

But since I am so damn madly in love with him, I choose to just live with this. Distance is nothing but another 8-letter word. No kidding! ;)

Rakastan sinua koko sydämestäni ♥

G'day, mate. ;p

Today is our three hundreds and sixty sixth day of being an item and I swear to God, I am so damn freaking over the moon. And because of that, today I grinned like an idiot and I reckon some of the teachers (and students) might have noticed it.

I am happy.
I am jubilant.
I am extremely exultant.
I'm happy like a kid who had just eaten her Happy Meal.
I'm happy like I have been given a limitless credit card and I can shop all shoes and handbags and dresses and scarfs and every single thing that I want and I don't even have to pay a single penny for that.
Yes, I am that happy.
I am happy to the extent that I fail to find perfect words or phrases to express my supreme happiness.

Aite, I may as well stop telling you how happy I am; I think I have over-used the word 'happy'.

Anyhow, no worries as I won't bore you with how everything started a year ago. I prefer to keep it as our little secret, something that will be told over and over again to our kids, InsyaAllah.

Over a year of committing myself to this relationship, I have experienced a lot of life-changing lessons.
I have finally learned how to put my trust in the hands of a guy.
I learned to dream beyond the sky.
I learned to allow my heart to be pleased with imperfections.
I learned to deliberate over my decisions.
I learned to give without taking.
I learned to love without hating.
And I learned to let my guard down.

Since the past 366 days, not a day has gone by without us talking to each other. Good morning texts and good night calls are vital. Like others, we do fight and have rows and arguments. But, we never conclude the day with anger. That, is among millions of things that I love about us.

I could go on and on and talk about how magical our love story is. But I won't because I know some of you are already on your way running for buckets. Gotcha!

So,

O Allah, thank You for these 366 days of pure happiness and awesomeness. I am forever grateful to You for leading us to each another. While others get to brag about how big their house is, or how well they do in their business, or how much money they make everyday or how bright their skin glow, You give me reasons and more reasons to be grateful for being blessed with a man who happens to be my best friend, my guardian, my caretaker, my secret keeper and my joker.
Thank You for listening to my prayer.
And please, ease our journey to Your jannah.

Three hundreds and sixty six days ago, I stopped reading fairy tales as I began to write one of my own. Thank you, co-writer, Mohd Redzuan bin Mohd Zin. ;) 

It's been a year, Love. A year full of love. ♥

Signs that You are with the Right One

Here's a checklist that can help you to measure the compatibility between you and your significant other. 

1- Do you laugh at each other?

2 - Can you see yourself with him/her in thirty years to come?

3 - Does his/her embrace feel like home? Is he the one that you seek in time of joy, sorrow and boredom?

4 - Can you read him/her like an open book? Does he/she buy your fake smiles?

5 - Does he/she know what to do when things get rough for you?

6 - Does the healthy and loving relationship of yours make others envy and wish they are in your shoes?

7 - When you have a good or bad news, is he/she the one that you turn to?

How many YES did you score? 

;D

Lafee - Tell me why

I am extremely extremely extremely extremely busy but somehow I feel obliged to keep my blog updated. So here I am. I try to recruit my brain cells to start working and find me some beautifully creative words to write. But meh. As always, they refuse to obey my commands and left me hanging like the hangaroo.

Aite, as much as I love to pour out all of my brain cells here as a punishment for their refusal, I got to work on my scripts and hence, I have to put this post to an end. Prematurely. As always.

But before that, I'm going to leave you guys (and girls) with this favourite song of mine. It was sang by my favourite Deutch artist, Lafee. Will put more infos/vids/piccies of Lafee once I have time to do so.

Until then, enjoy yourself. And sweet dreams! ;)

That Girl in the Mirror

I often feel insecure about myself. Over the years, I have successfully developed the idea that I will never be good enough for my beloveds as I believe that I will never be able to meet their expectations.

And truth be told, there are times when I hate myself for being myself.

So, last night, for the hundredth time, my superboyfriend and I had a discussion on this issue (yet again). I could tell that he was getting tired of talking about the same thing over and over again.

The talk went on and on for a while and I kept denying whatever being said.

Suddenly, he made me stood next to him and asked me to look straight into a mirror.

He grabbed my arm and said,

'I love that girl in the mirror.'
'Every little thing about her.'

I think I cried.

No, I didn't. But I did shed a tiny tear and tried damn hard to make it invisible to his eyes.

10 Tips on How to be a Successful Husband

This was not originally written by me. I found it as I roamed around Facebook. But since this is such a beautiful piece, I can't resist the urge to have this shared here. The original entry can be found by clicking this.

Remember how normal husbands are very keen to do polygamy, by stressing that it is part of sunnah? Then, they should read this, as it is a must-read for husbands who want to live by the 'sunnah'. Happy reading, fellas!

10 Tips on How to be a Successful Husband 

1.) Dress up for your wife, look clean and smell good. When was the last time us men went shopping for designer pajamas? Just like the husband wants his wife to look nice for him, she also wants her husband to dress up for her too. Remember that Rasulullah SAW would always start with Miswak when returning home and always loved the sweetest smells.

2.) Use the cutest names for your wife. Rasulullah SAW had nicknames for his wives, ones that they loved. Call your wife by the most beloved names to her, and avoid using names that hurt their feelings.

3.) Don’t treat her like a fly. We never think about a fly in our daily lives until it ‘bugs’ us. Similarly, a wife will do well all day - which brings no attention from the husband - until she does something to ‘bug’ him. Don’t treat her like this; recognize all the good that she does and focus on that.

4.) If you see wrong from your wife, try being silent and do not comment! This is one of the ways Rasulullah SAW used when he would see something inappropriate from his wives Radiallahu Anhunn. It is something that very few muslim men have learnt or practice with their wives.

5.) Smile at your wife whenever you see her and embrace her often. Smiling is sadaqah and your wife is not exempt from the muslim ummah. Imagine life with her constantly seeing you smiling. Remember also those Ahadith when Rasulullah SAW would kiss his wife before leaving for Salah, even if he was fasting.

6.) Thank her for all that she does for you. Then thank her again! Take for example a dinner at your house. She makes the food, cleans the home, and a dozen other tasks to prepare. And sometimes the only acknowledgement she receives is that there needed to be more salt in the soup. Don’t be that person; thank her!

7.) Ask her to write down the last ten things you did for her that made her happy. Then go and do them again. It may be hard to recognize what makes her happy. You don’t have to play a guessing game, ask her and work on repeating those things in your life.

8.) Don’t belittle her desires. Comfort her. Sometimes the men may look down upon the requests of their wives. Rasulullah SAW set the example for us in an incident when Safiyyah RA was crying because, as she said, he had put her on a slow camel. He wiped her tears, comforted her, and brought her the camel.

9.) Be humorous and play games with your wife. Make her laugh, have little ‘inside’ jokes and moments with her. Honestly your wife's laughter is one of the best sounds in life. Make her smile keep and her happy. Look at how Rasulullah SAW would race his wife Aisha RA in the desert. When was the last time we did something like that?

10.) Always remember the words of Allah’s Messenger SAW: “The best of you are those who treat their families the best. And I am the best amongst you to my family.”

Try to be the best! Never forget to make dua to Allah SWT to make your marriage successful. And Allah SWT knows best. :)

Weddream

It's been a while.
Again.
I know.

So, Hello! ;)

Anyhow,
A friend of mine liked this wedding business on facebook and out of curiosity, I clicked the page too and voila! I found heaven. I was drowned in the idea of a perfect wedding for a while and truth be told, I can't believe how wedding-enthusiastic I've became. Waaaah!

I wasn't a big fan of weddings until recently. Couple of years ago, I set my priority and kept my focus on creating my version of a perfect career. It was my biggest dream to be successful, career-wise. I was so focused and couldn't be bothered to think about getting married. In fact, I would get really grumpy and peevish every time my mom asked me to accompany her to attend a wedding ceremony. Don't ask me why I developed such preference but I must confess, the idea seemed to excite me. I frequently spent my time thinking about ways to earn more money and to keep myself occupied. Tho money wasn't really my omphalos, I can't deny that it somehow motivated me to keep going. So that was me then. When I was in my early twenties, energetic and ambitious. When weddings were just not my thing.

What have changed, you may ask.

There is only one answer to that. I have found a guy that knocks my heart (and he still keeps knocking) and I am eager to let him in.

Now, at the age of 25 (please, read this as SEVENTEEN), I change my mind and start to think that weddings are not as bad as I used to think. In fact, they are not bad at all. On the contrary, they emit positive vibes, the kind of feeling that makes you feel like you want one of your own too. So yeah, I am proud to announce that I no longer despise the idea of me getting married. Yayness!!

Anyway, let's get to the real deal.
I have been surveying a few dias(es) or better known as pelamin among us Malaysians. And I found a few that catch my attention.

For instance,

this one,

or this one,

and this one too,

or this,

And for cakes, I love something nerdy like this one,

or fairytale-ish like this,

and this one too,

And finally, here are my preferred wedding invitation cards,

and this one too,

and this pop out card,

Eyecandies, they are, right? For sure, I won't be getting anything like those for my dad is a very super duper creative person and knowing him, I am 110% sure that he will getting me something more beautiful than any of these. Okay, perasan je. There are many more actually but I am too lazy to copy the links. Hehehe. 

I also have a few wedding gowns/dresses that left me breathless but since I have plans to mix and match them, I would rather keep them to myself so that it will come out as a surprise when my time arrives soon. Weee~ 

Aite, at this point, please don't get me wrong. As much as I love weddings, I have no actual realistic plan to organize one any time soon. It will most probably happen next year, or the year after but certainly not this year. I still have few things that I need to attend to and until everything is fully resolved, there is no way anyone can hear my wedding bell rings.

Really, thinking about a dream wedding is rather addictive and I can't seem to find a way to stop. I wonder whether guys do occupy their braincells with thoughts like this too. Tho I highly doubt that. Ehee.

I prefer my wedding to be simple yet memorable. ;)

And with that, I have to put this entry to its end. It is almost eleven and I have to go.

Tata!

Semoga Allah permudahkan urusan jodoh kita semua. 

Amin. 

;)

A Little Du'a for The Singles Out There

Read a very meaningful article/du'a on facebook and I'm thinking about sharing it with my readers (Let's just pretend that I have at least one). ;D

The day you marry your wife, is the day Allaah places a trust and responsibility on you to give her the rights as a wife and she becomes your family, your comforter, the mother of your children so fear Allaah in regards to your duties as a husband.

O dear sister, When you marry your husband you leave your birth home and you become a real woman. your husband becomes your family,your maintainer and protector, the father of children, your friend and lover so treat him well and follow him to the ends of the earth fear Allaah in regards to how you treat him. Marriage in Islam completes half of your deen Do not be swayed by good looks or money as these will come and go. Marry a man who Truly fears and loves Allaah. Who puts Islam 1st before anything Learn and walk in deen together Go in a marriage with the purpose in getting closer to Allaah and Inshallaah it will be a blessed marriage Inshallaah !!!::)

oh Allah in this blessed month of Ramadan I ask you to make it easy for our brothers and sisters to find their partners. Oh Allah accept this dua'aa only solely if my brothers & sisters are practising Muslims and that our sisters are wearing the hijab.Ameeen yaa raaab al alameeen.

A very wonderful piece indeed, ain't it?

Medilove Kit

So here is the story which was meant to be blogged yesterday but I had to have it postponed as it contained country's top secret. Blergh.

You see, my superboyfriend is super manja. Despite his attempt to be gagah perkasa all the time and take good care of me, he has a high tendency to fall ill everytime he travels abroad. Being a responsible and loving girlfriend, I did remind him to prepare himself with a medical kit which can be consumed in the time of emergency. But as you could have guessed, my efforts did not avail.

Hence, when he told me that he will be spending the first two weeks of Ramadhan in Laemchabang, I have decided to equip him with a medical kit which has been made with lots of love.

I have included things which I believe are vital for him to have. I might not be around when he falls ill next time, but I have my little soldiers to do wonder and help him to recover.
Here is how my medilove kit looks like. No fancy-wrapping whatsoever, thanks to the time constraint. Haih.











Nonetheless, I wish you would never need these things for I always pray for your health. ;)



p/s: Told ya. This is a poyo post. ;p

My Ouch Moment Part 2

me : Sayang, you tau tak klu kita lap tgn kita dgn tisu sblm basuh tgn, tgn kita jadik tak berminyakkkkk..

him : Sayang, you tau tak klu kita jilat jari lps mkn sblm basuh tgn, tgn kita jadik tak berminyakkkk.. 

me : Ouch!

him : Hehe. Dan ianya sunnah, Sayang. 

Aiaiaiaiaia..

Jatuh cinta lagi!

kelapan!

Today is our eighth month-versary.

So Sayang,

Because

I love you once,

I love you twice.

I love you more than beans and rice.

disclaimer : I don't own the picture. I just happened to find it in my sis' laptop. ;D

You Got Me

A stunningly creative video. ;)

Oh I just can't get enough! ;)

song : You Got Me
artist : Colbe Caillat