I’m not really sure whether it can be done or not. But at the end, we could only assume that we need to subscribe a.k.a PAY to be granted the authorization of customizing the CSS style. Owch..that really is a pain in the ass.

Hence, after further thinking, we move to blogspot after a very deep consideration. While this blog is not overwhelmingly visited yet, we decided to move to blogspot once and for all.

Therefore, to those who managed to allocate ur time to this very rookie..no beginner’s entries, with arms wide open we would like u to visit our new home here : http//abecedarianduo.blogspot.com

May the best awaiting us there…Thank you

How many times u ever heard this kinda phrase? I bet so many times in your life coz this is how human behaves against confrontation which judging their way of life, their philosophy or their path of liveliness. Only small fraction of people in the world would say “yup..you are right. I’ve done a terrible mistake”. Don’t even mention about the 2nd sentence. Even the 1st sentence u will hardly heard from anyone. The ego will conceal this feeling, not even a single minute atom of admitting would succeed to break out.

It’s true what elders said, “kalu dok dgr cakap org..wat apa pn takleh..pedulikan apa org kata” (If u keep on listening what people might say bout u, u will ended up doing nothing. The hell with them). Yup in a point of view, it’s definitely correct and true. U can’t please everyone around u. U did this to this person, he/she likes it, but someone else thinks it’s gross and disilike it. I could see it clearly when I watched ‘The Apprentice’.

Now..the thing is, how do u know that u are right? U can’t simply say u are right..can u? U think u are right by not having to perform your prayer because someone who prays sometimes doing a bigger sins then U. N u think ur act is right. What good it makes when u perform a prayer but at the same time u do sins..It’s better not even pray..

Now..if everyone thinks they are right..so who’s wrong here? Rapist raped girls because he thinks they deserved it after flashing every curves of their bodies turning on his sexual desire. “Serve u right”. And sometimes the victims is n ordinary girls heading home from the mosque. Then other girls will said, “see..even a girl with veil and covered from head to toe is being raped. So it doesn’t matter how u dressed. I’M STILL RIGHT AM I NOT?”. U never think a bit the reason behind it. The rapist looks all these sexy ladies averyday but didn’t get the chance to rape any of them so why not raping an ordinary kampung girl whom ocassionally walking alone along a secluded road or place?.

So, everyone can do anything as long as they think they are right. Robbing, killing, bullying and tones more of crimes. “I killed the boy coz he messed around with my turkey”. “I killed that girl coz her father dumped me without any excuse”. Yaaa..everyone thinks they are right. Bullshit. Before u think u are right, asked a correct person, with knowledge whether is it true you are doing a right thing. If everyone with a normal insanity, normal mind, normal religion say ‘yes’..only then u can say that u are right…

Coz the words “I’M RIGHT” can’t simply be used brother. Because of this words, this mind set..every crimes are and were done. Because of this words, America striked Iraq. Because of this words, billions of lifes were simply annihilated. So think my friends..are u doing a right thing? Lina joy once quoted, “saya tak susahkan org (I didn’t disturb anyone)”. But is that true? I can’t say she’s right or she’s wrong either. But from the aspect of religion, she’s damn wrong. And there’s a foundation of facts to say that she’s wrong.

 so think and seek for the real approval before u easily declared ur action as a right one……True, that if u don’t even know that what u are doing is true..u ended up doing nothing. Now, that’s might be slightly different. This kind of i’m-right thinking usually is set when u do ur work..to achieve ur goal. “I think this is the right way to solve this”. This is totally different ‘right’ from what I’ve mentioned above.

But if “I think he deserves it. He’s already rich, so there’s nothing to be worry if we cut off him from the deal”. Ok..this is the ‘right’ i’m talking about…Again..think about it..and have a nice life everyone and blessed by your god regardless from which religion background u are…=]. Peace….

Yeah, gone is Ramadhan, where in this new modern era, and everybody is way so modernized, only a small fraction of God’s creatures like us manage to reap the rewards and glory of the holy month. I think last year’s Ramadhan was 30-day fully-furnished with lots of prayers and holy Quran reciting before dawn, besides my unremitting demands of Him blessing me with a son. I was fasting and didn’t miss a day despite being 7 months’ 72kg-pregnant with a second child. Trust me, I was way heavier when I was carrying my first child, my don’t-mind-not-having-mama-around daughter.

This year’s Ramadhan sees zero of me disbursing my after-Isya’ to Tarawikh – most of it with me maintaining my attachment to the kitchen doing the dishes, getting the kids’ Botanic Strawberry nursery basket prepared for the next day, or being slumped behind the scalded ironing board getting the husband’s work clothes nicely pressed, or became wholly subject to my daughter’s demands.

Excuses? Probably. I’d say those are my responsibilities. Not? I do find it a helpless struggle to uphold that household gravitation exerts upon my back, day in, day out. If only I had a maid. Sigh. Had one last Ramadhan but we fired her for incompetence. Can’t tolerate maids that talk back when they’re kindly, gently asked to carry out specific tasks, even simple ones… I’m not a bad person, I just expect some kind of equal favors in return when I do good onto others… not to mention I pay them to!

This year I investigated every female descendant of Adam and Eve’s desire to be deflated-thin within the framework of presumed influence – on myself.

Down the almost-3-decades of my insignificant life, the desire to starve and beat myself up until I’m as thin as Richie engulfs me ever more overwhelmingly, only recently. 2 years ago, I used to fret over not being able to slip my ballooned butt into my premarital jeans (yeah I’ve been married and blessed with 2 bubbly kids). The plain thinking of having the body shrinks after a 44-day confinement period proves me wrong that I needed to work excruciatingly harder just to do that. After two kids, the ‘berbengkung’ or ‘bertungku’ alone failed twice to roll-pin me back into my premarital shape.

I almost gave up. How come other women manage to slim back into shape; the shape they were in before marriage? Is it because I don’t breastfeed my babies long enough so they could suck all my fats out? Hey, it’s a proven theory. I envy Maya, a friend of mine who, after 2 kids, still maintains a bodylicious barbie-doll figure. She exclusive-breastfeeds her kids.

It cost me no lunch, no rice, small amount of food on the plate so that I won’t glutton it all up in one meal, lots of water, OSIM uZap every now and then, tummy-tuck exercise recommended by Fata’un Hana’, and the constant ‘hubby, do you think I’ve lost weight/do I look thinner now?’ question. I figure I must’ve bored him with that question; and other plus-size people who’ve heard it must’ve sensed that I daringly, horizontally-challenged them. Sorry folks, I didn’t mean to. Just can’t help being statistically included and stereotypically labeled as one of those women who gain weight after child birth and never lose a pound! Let’s bust the myth that it all ain’t true! I’m not boo-ing people whose weight overshoots the scale. I’m just concerned about my own weight-watch. Being able to maintain somewhat the same figure even after 4-5 child births would personally mean a great accomplishment to me.

Success was dawning when 3 weeks ago, I managed to strut around in my 7-year old size 25 Levi’s. It was put away since I last donned it when the daughter was 7 months old. She’s now 37 months old, and has a 9-month-old brother. Coolness? Sure is. It just takes some effort and determination. I probably was overdoing it when I turned down  colleagues’ lunch invitations and enforced the strictly-no-dinner-after 8pm rule. But hey, those old shirts, skirts, pants are no longer aliens in the wardrobe now! The hunger pangs finally pay off! What a fruitful determination! But I’ve to admit that having to sacrifice losing nutrients to your body isn’t something to be really proud of.

A bosom buddy, Daniel is buzzing me online now, says he sees our photos from Star Ipoh school days, and frets how he was 10 times thinner back then. See, even the male species regret not keeping in shape after getting married!

Please pardon my vanity. But isn’t it every woman’s desire to be healthy and in perfect shape, and make their other half pleased with the way they look, at least not plywood-board thin?

Yoo..mummylicious. I’m gonna be the first one posting the real entry for this blog. Wahaha!!

Raya leaves have just passed for most of us. And now..most of us might just forget about the efforts to get HIS bless like we had tried last month. For us mostly, doing good deeds is just during Ramadhan..agree? So just let us think how poor we are if that’s the thing set in each of our mind.

 Let us at least try to preserve the nice intention to get HIS bless every moment of our life. Let us make the Ramadhan which just passed a start of a journey to get close to HIM not just a memory of moments we once tried to…=]

May Allah bless all of u…