Thank You ...

As you travel through life, certain people & things will have deep impact on you. These people touched you in a way that they never know. I cherished them until today and I am very grateful to cross path with them. But that doesn't mean others meant less ... its just that I remembered these most!! For those I didn't mentioned, don't take heart ... everybody has his/her own share of shaping who I am today!! For that, I'm thankful & May Allah Bless us all. Aminn ...

My  Grandpa - Chek 

I was 17 & stayed at a hostel. So each time I came back I will make sure I visited him. One day he said; " Bo la paka skot, besar doh ... tok molek anak dara, oghe Melayu paka gitu!!" (I think its time you stopped wearing skirt. Not proper anymore for a grownup Malay lady) and I never wear skirts again after that. Thank you Chek for reminding me that I'm already a lady!!.

My Grandma - Mok Kedin*

From her, I learned to sew, actually `make neat & almost invisible' hem stitch. She's very particular about it & no wonder her `tikar mengkuang', blouses, pillow cases & beddings are hot items known for their stitching quality. I guess I'm a bit crafty because of her. Seeing her making all those things always fascinate me. Thanks Mok!. I will try to do my very best in everything, just like you.

** Mok Kedin  actually came from the words Mok Abg Din, but kids are impatient lots, so gradually the pronunciations became Mok Kedin!! 

My father - Aboh

On my 21st birthday, I received a letter and a ring (which I wear until today) from my parents. The letter reads something like this; " Dear daughter, you're 21 today. This ring is our (Mok & Aboh) birthday gift to you. HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY DEAR!!  BUT .., if in the western world, 21 means freedom, your mum & I believed otherwise. This ring symbolised  the tighter `tie' on you until the day we gave you away to your husband, then the baton will be passed on him, to take care and love you as we did". Thanks Aboh & I had passed on your legacy to my only daughter, AQMAR on her 21st birtday.....

Upon me embarking a bus going to KL for my 1st job ever. "Beringat la! Banyok buaya KL tu ... buaya darat!!" (Be extra careful, there a lot of cassanovas out there in KL). Huh! never thoughts those words would come from my very `pendiam' & reserved father. Well ... what do you know, Aboh's warning did materialized and I'm all prepared for it. Fancy, a 40 something guy said to me (that time sweet 22 hehe ..), he's unmarried & would like to take me out for a dinner at one of the famous hotel in KL ... I decline politetly, of course because my job at that time requires us to meet often (I'm an account officer at MOE & he's a contractor!!). Later I found out he's married, and with kids too!!

My Lecturer - Hj Mansor

He liked to tell stories of his overseas adventures & always full of advises to us. One that I remembered most was " ALWAYS TAKE A CALCULATED RISK!!". Take I did during the final semester when I had to choose between; attending class teached by our very strict & no-nonsense lecturer, Mr. S (who accepted no excuses for those not attending his class), or skipping tutorials & concentrate on finishing my final thesis,due in 2 days time, which carries 80% of the said subject final marks. I choosed the later, and alhamdulillah got A for it. As for Mr. S, suffice to say I received a stern warning letter!! Thanks Tuan Haji for a great advice which I still applied today when the need arises.

My Friend - Hae

Hae couldn't make it on my wedding day. Instead she sent me a present and a LETTER. A letter that gave me the understanding & that in a way has impact on me becoming a WIFE that I am now!!! My steps to becoming a good wife, I guess starts from there ... Thanks Hae.

(ps. I got to thanks her personally early this year after nearly 30 yrs searching for her, thanks to FB)

My Officemate - Thalaga

When working married women get together during breaks, we mostly talks about topics like family, shopping, holidays and finally with whats & where lunch will be. I gradually came to noticed that each time when we touched the topic about our husbands (his likes, dislikes vs our likes, dislikes), this friend of mine remained silent, just listening. Never once did I heard her says good things or badmouthed her husband. Since Islam teaches the same thing, I really feel ashamed as a Muslim. Thank you friend for inspiring me to be a good  Muslim, wife & to practise the religion that we embrace fully.

SOMETIMES OUR PATH CROSS ONCE, SOMETIMES OFTEN 

OR MAYBE NOT AT ALL 

OR MAYBE THEY ARE JUST PARALLEL!!