A Mother

July 6th, 2007 by szar

I am counting the days now. As I am writing this blog, I  received a notification that ‘you’ve got mail!". A friend of mine shared a powerpoint slides show on being a motherhood. I feel moved! actually I would have never imagined myself being a mommy to be a few years back. However, carrying my own flesh and blood and almost 3 quarter done, I ve retrospected a lot about my own mother. At this stage, I treasure everything about her, how she can handle all the hardships, bitter sweet and pain while raising us up. Indeed true that you will never know how is it like being a mother until you are one of it. For that reasons alone, I started writing a pregnancy journal for my child ever since i knew that WE ARE PREGNANT. I want my child to know our pace of life has changed from day to day when carrying this amazing precious. Sometimes I wished that my mom would wrote to me something when she was carrying me, especially when i tended to be a little bit out of control, she would hand me the journal and from that moment i would appreciate, tried to behave and strive even better. :) And I am sure that all mothers would agree that the physical wounds of child bearing will heal, the scars on the belly are the badges of honors, but that becoming a mother will leave us with an emotional wound so raw that we will forever be vulnerable when it comes to protect our own offspring. One thing I am sure that I always fall in love with my husband as a man who will carefully powder the baby and play with his child ( I know you are reading my blog jaan ). When there was a time I felt it was so funny to look at a man did that to his child. This blessed gift from God (Allah)..that of being a MOTHER.

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I’ve Been Tagged!!!!! Damn It

March 22nd, 2007 by szar

I am so fat!!! went to see the nutritionist yesterday and hubby could not accompany me because he tied up with pile of work and exam so I went there alone. Talking to an old driver taxi and apparently he was a chief of chef at the dining hall at MIT and he was telling me how bacteria grows in the the food. At least right now i know a little bit of bacteria especially it will grow easily if u leave ur fork and spoon on wet dishes ..:P. Thought i arrived at the appointment an hour earlier but actually i forgot to adjust my time saving one hour late. Luckily I was there exactly at 9 am and my name has been called twice for the appointment. I got onto the small waiting room fulls of old decrepit copper  weight scale, sofas and mirrors.  Waited and waited

The assistant : Zerryna, normal procedure I am going to measure your gain , please                           take off your jacket and shoes.(she smiled)
Me:                 Ok no problem..( took off my shoe and my jacket and stand steadily                         on the weight scale.)
The assistant : Why is it so hard to get your measurement.. ( and she poked my                              hand and laughed) Dont bounce my dear..
Me:                 ( I looked at her in wonder) .. I dont..
The assistant : ..hmm the baby bounced then..( we both laughed)..

Ok.. that’s quite funny .. and when i went to see the nutritionist ..she said..
Nutritionist:  looking at your progress zerryna..i think u r overweight for a x months of pregnancy ( she smiled)

Ok cut the story short, the morale of the story is I have to eat less but my iron intake should be more. Dear Fiza if you look at my comment on your blog recently u would notice that i should have not browsed your page.Just because I wanted to see your latest picture then i got tagged! haha..damn it now i have to do 
6 weird things about me???? I have tons.. but let me prioritize the first 6 at the top.

1) Reading..

Everyone reads, you name it books, magazines.. newspapers.. i like reading but the weird part is i read from BACK TO FRONT. My  focus is always the tittle, date published, where, contents, acknowledgment and conclusion, the rest i just flip and flip and flip..walla and when people asked me.. i answered like i read the whole book.. but actually I dont.. hahaha.. gosh i hope my supervisor or my prof or my old mates that thought that i was an ace student ( memang ace pun ok..:P)wont see this blog.. please please.

2) Teeth..

The moment i wake up until i go to bed..the first thing i look at no matter who , hubby , or whatever is the TEETH. And if the teeth is white and shining and nice arrangement i would talk to the person with no boundaries but when the teeth is the other way around.. its like automatically when i talk to the person.. my mouth seems to hardly open wide, smirk and my tongue will automatically wipe anything on my teeth even though there is nothing on my teeth presumably i just brushed it but this tongue will do it over and over again in front of that person until he and she realised it or the worst happened was i immediately covered my hand on my mouth..and i have to excuse myself ..embarrassed..(that is called impulsive reaction). And darling of course you know right I am allergic to teeth smell..:).

3) Smell

My precious asset is my sense of smell..i can smell any sort of things even its far away..danger, rain, and i can detect smelly things easily..even its smelly but i like it! fuhh.. let me tell you one story..when i was in singapore for a short trip .. my friend and i  were walking, and friend was so happy talking and walking and here i was trying to hold something back..but after a while friend noticed and asked me " what’s wrong ?" and I said "I cant stand staying in singapore because everywhere i go i can smell poo..behind everyone.. i guess they dont wash their bums with water but just wipe it and that’s why the smell is so strong..:((".. POOR ME, just imagine this smell can make u dizzy and puke.. and that night i have to take a paracetamol to ease the headache. Lucky i was there for only 2 days but I am glad I am such a unique person..hahahha.. and the sense so strong in my first trimester of pregnancy until one day i have to cover myself from all smell with Duvet the whole day! Recently I developed smelling my hubby hair *toink.

4) Hide & Seek

For some reasons..this childhood behavior is still in me although i am grown up enough to be called as Mommy soon. I like hiding myself under the bed, in the closet, sit on the chair and wearing the same color as if i am like a chameleon so to be disguised. Be it hide & seek in good times and bad times..u know what i mean fiza.. i was hiding at your place remember..hahah..n recently my husband bought a big, black leather office chair for his table at home. So he was talking to me n some of his friend were at our place ..n then.. suddenly the urge to hide came all of the sudden n i sat quietly on his chair. no one noticed it until he called my name for a few times.. and no response.. he searched for me high and low in the bedroom.. toilet..closet and he asked his friends.. "did u see my wife? my wife is missing"and everyone was like.. where is she cos did not hear the door opened or anything until he came near to the chair n i guess he wanted to get something from the table n i giggled..damn it i blew it off and his tense gone down immediately. Everyone was like.. gOsh.. she was sitting there and no one saw her..hahahhah. Ps sorry darling..me weirdo!

5)  Tummy

Rubbing tummy is a must. anytime , anywhere, discreetly at the public or not, and my own privacy time. And now i have another tummy to rub..:P..The pleasure you get is like no one can tell. Before preggy.. i did that.. at work.. anywhere. And now more frequent as I have big belly now..:).

6) Last but not least…

Picking nose while i am driving and only in the car. It happens only while driving. I dont care what other people say or think.. but do it.. and i dont care.. so.. my x bf asking me one day when he washed the car and saw all the yellow and whitish crumbs all over the car rug and i said timidly.. ohh i ate biscuits just now..and smiled but my big mouth little sister (Eliy)..said to him.. No..tu taik hidung dia.. shit!!! I said to her Shut up.. and my x bf was laughing his head off. Now he will hand me a tissue in the car..as he is my husband already so he knew me by now. Since i am in the USA and we got no car so guess where i normally pick my nose up..:P..hahaha. So Anyone wants to tag along with me in my CAR or even drive my car..* evil smile..

Ok I am done.. with these crapy thingey, its fun though but taxing to think what to put on the blog as I have many weird things and some of it I cant even share it on the public or else its going to be a big issuees….

Next, another 6 person which I would like to Tag.. come on people…
1)Adun..:.. i know u have been reporting to your BOSS but please la once in a while report to us la..:P
2) Borneo Turtle ( or Yani).: She might be somewhere at the island leading scuba divers.. but hey i know once in a while u need to update ur blog with witty and weird stuff.
3) Mel ( aka Temah) : I know u r a damn busy CEO of the house.. when i was ur roomate it was diffrent.. now show me what you’ve got babe.
4) Joe.. : Its time for you to be not so serious and macho guy..:)
5) Kitt:.. wake up babe.. time to give some speech!

6) Azlan : also known as Lan Garfield..though i know that you knew me only through ayoui.. but.. i am sure u want to share something..

The rest.. just join the tag and disclose some wonders inside ya’ll.

 

 

New life….

February 19th, 2007 by szar

It’s white again, neither sun nor wind accompanied surrounding the outside of my windows yet pure white, cold snow and sleet hovering happily on the street, falling snowflakes tardily to the surface on any exposed artefact and god creation affair. The sounds of white middle age man spading the hard ice at the neighbourhood to move his car away from the has awaken me up from my sleep  almost at 10 in the morning.

Despite anything to the contrary, last night I had a wonderful deep sleep. Albeit at the initial stage it was hard for me to shut down my active wandering thinking and the sound of musical tones of my husband whistling snores. At almost 2 a.m. I successfully moved away from my temporary world to the unknown world that full of familiar faces yet I barely know them.

And here I am at the super-educated city, overcrowded with foreigners eager to seek prominent  status and position, unlimited flow of wealth,  high profile education background as Harvard and MIT nearby across the river. The pace is nothing short than the mad dash of running sprinter that dares to break the white line at the end of the competition. We got here all right safe and sound. But not without our fair share of hiccups, stumbles and episodes – some
of which are too irksome, if not infuriatingly pointless, to share on
this public space.( My baby started to make funny sounds from the belly if I stare for too long on the keyboard).

Being married to him, we  have had  wonderful moments,  the almost calamitous defeat ones, and many mores which float in between. But what makes me happiest is to see that as we get to know each other, we value
each other’s company more and more, and I am comforted in knowing that
the both of us view our marriage in the same light that it is first
and foremost, our devotion to Allah.

In addition to this, Allah has blessed our marriage with his gracious gift to us as I never expected it will come so soon, Our PRECIOUS, the proof of love and the continuity of our pledge and responsibility in this walk of life.

To my beloved and dearest Jaan ,

I pray that our
marriage continues to be blessed, that we will continue to enjoy each
other’s company until the very end, that we will always feel most
secure in each other’s company, no matter what the predicaments we have
to face. That we will continue to roll about on the floor in laughter
over the silliest things, that we will continue to comfort and console
one another during testing times. That despite the odds weighed against
us which seems impossible to overcome, we know in truth that it is
actually our test from Him, a test of our patience and perseverence.

Thank you for being my soulmate, my
confidante, my rock, my punching bag, my disciplinarian (I know I need
to be reminded often), my No.1 supporter, my khalifah on earth.

You have filled the voids which were
present in my life, and you helped me to nourish my soul through the
remembrance of Allah and submission to Him. Thank you, because without
you guiding me properly onto His path, I would not have been able to
pull myself out of the spiritual and emotional abyss that once engulfed
me.

May Allah bless our marriage and our family always.

Proudly yours,

Your wife and the little ones.

Can true love take a break?

September 26th, 2006 by szar

Don’t give up on someone if they tell you they need a break. What they are saying is - "I need some time on my own to figure out things in my life, and are you strong enough to support me even in that?" Any human communication is always at bottom a request - it can be a request for recognition, for respect, for love, but it’s always a request. And even if the request is ‘can you leave me on my own for a while?’, if you want her/him to keep loving you, or even rekindle some love they may feel they’ve lost, then what you need to do is show them that you respect what they need, that you can support them by leaving them alone, and that you’re strong enough so that they can come back to you when they’re ready. It’s confusing, but have confidence. It may be the best thing your relationship could get.

And if its true love, you both will do whatever it takes to make the relationship strong, and if giving each other some space is one of those things then a break is the answer. BUT please, sit down and talk about it first, let the person know your reasons why you both need a break, and the values of the relationship, if you really love him/her and just want to learn to appreaciate him/her more, then be HONEST. if during the break time, instead of missing each other and changing your attitude towards the other person one of you starts dating someone else or just stops loving the other completely, then sorry but theres no remedy for that. Love is like a bumarang, let it go, if it comes back it was meant to be, if not then you need a new bumarang!

DO YOU THINK WE NEED TO HAVE A BREAK?

The Band

July 15th, 2006 by szar

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Habits help us through the day, eliminating the need to strategise
about each tiny step involved in making a frothy latte, driving to work
and other complex routines. Bad habits, though, can have a vise grip on
both mind and behavior. Notoriously hard to break, they are devilishly
easy to resume, as many reformed smokers discover. It looks like my singing old habits die hard.
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I started singing when I was five, and involved actively in singing choirs and sometimes even made myself busy at the ‘kenduri’ and tried hard to seek attention from the band to invite me singing a few songs. Still when I was in UK, I had my own bad which is called ‘ the lost plot’ even the plot lost already..:). Everyone is pursuing their own destiny and the only active members in this band are Arif, Zaid, Mufa, and Pah.
I have my own band in Malaysia consisting old timers and most of the time they play the songs by ears! Awesome isnt it?.. My next performance it’s going to be on the 24th July at EPF.
Song Lists:
1)Epilog Cinta Dari Bromley
2)Quando Quando
3)Words
4)To love somebody
5)Awan Yang Terpilu
6)Besame Mucho

and the list goes on and on..

Chait rating and the unspoken words…

June 26th, 2006 by szar

Img_0012It was the day when my cousin got married and I was so honoured to be her bestwoman. Albeit at the same time, I actually was so tensed because all my aunties and uncles would ask me the same question, "so when is yours?". I felt like kicking something as in kick a rag wrapped around a rag wrapped around a rag with barefoot, on dirt!Still I kept looking good and cheerful though there were so many things going on my mind already.

So the next day, I decided to go somewhere, somewhere far away from the civilisation and wishing to find the answers for all the puzzles.I brought along my dear sweetheart as I did not want to create any suspicious in Jaan’s heart. I learnt now to respect others in order I to get respects from them. Despite the fact that Jaan did not know that I brought her with me, eventually I told  Jaan.

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At first, we decided to go to Singapore to do some shopping but then, I drove straight to cherating, it was an auto-pilot decision!. We dropped by at Kuantan, the place where I learnt how to be a survivor with all ups and downs while studying. I explained to Adik that life is a game of chance, and sometimes we have to go through hell to
find the sunset. Though I am somewhat of a dreamer myself, I allow my
feet to graze the soil of reality. My spirit remains wild, but the road
is not and never be the same…then, we headed off to Cherating. There is nothing special about cherating apart from one of the most popular hangout place for beach-combers. However,  it stills preserve its
unique identity as an exclusive vacationers paradise offering typical village life style and atmosphere.

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It took 3-5 hours for easy riding  but we would want to reach there early so it took 3 hours of journey and with 150-170km/h. Yet we still have to abide the forces of nature when a flock of cows acrossed the road.:)

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you know .. I am not sure whether you have experienced this phase before..and its like to try and find the words deep inside, and
tell someone that means the world to you how you feel. If you know what its like to regret every
day of your life about how you did not ever tell this person to their
face how you feel .

Long Ago..I knew you,and every memory I shared with you,
And how painful sometimes it is to remember
Every Word,Every Day,Every Time
I was with you


And how close I felt to something special
Something deep inside..You were a part of me
You had a part of..My Soul,My Heart,My Mind

And how I regret those days I kept my silence
And how I wish I would have said something
said anything, to make you understand


And then we left,we stopped talking.. it was just silence..long silence
And how I wish I could change that.

But..
I have to get a grip on myself. I can’t let this get me down. Life must go on. Maybe it’s good that the memories are going, maybe then I can go on with my life as meaningless as it seems now.  I don’t hold it against anyone..  It’s like they always say, "Let him go and if he really loves you, he’ll come back to you."  But it’s not that simple, now is it?  The only way to having true love is to realize that someday it may be lost.  Believe me, I realized that a long time ago …

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The Zahir?

May 6th, 2006 by szar

Picture6_1  A new book which I bought 2 months ago by Paulo Coelho , THE ZAHIR’ . It’s a novel of obsession and finally I managed to finish reading it. I feel odd and peculiar as normally it would take up 2- 3 days for me to finish up reading book especially with my favourite author but this time around it took an effort to complete it. I wonder if this is a sign to change the path? or Have I ever itched to make a change in my life? But not sure if I am ready to move, switch careers or otherwise upend my settled ways of doing things? I read this article and here are some signs that I believe, I am ready to make a major shift.

I used to be a very fast woman. It is not in the X-Men or rated sense, but in a personal-velocity sense. Eating, walking, shopping, talking even showering and etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. Sometimes when I talk to people, they did not even understand what I am trying to say. All in all, everything I did at a tripple-time. Energizer Bunny pace. It could be the age factor but then again when I realised even I have crossed two years and half decade of life; I was still burning really fast. Perhaps, its our own lifestyle and the environment, in my case it would be my working lifestyle. 

Then, one day I woke up and sat down, switched on my laptop and begun to reply a few emails, started writing my proposal and eventually I noticed my bedside table clock; it read 630am. By 7 am, I was done. And I was not even in a rush! In that moment, with still tapping a few liners to complete the first subject of the proposal, Jaan gave me a morning wake up as usual (Thank you darling for being such a thoughtful person), a light bulb went on: I felt something different, alien. I took my towel and went to have my shower on my own sweet time.

I began to think about my life. Did it really take me only 5 minutes to have my shower? More important, did I enjoy it ? and my answer is big NO!. I decided to test myself, everything I did, I would time with my watch. So here are the results of phase one of my Slow-the-Hell-Down itinerary. Eating lunch: 1-2 minutes ( if I am alone, if I have someone or to accompany me that is going to be something different, normally I would have said first ‘let’s go !’ period.). Showering : 5 minutes that includes pooing. Cleaning my entire room: 5 minutes and so on. I would even give such hard temperament to Jaan when he picked me up 5 minutes late. With the numbers staring back at me, I knew I had to make a plan. Like Arif used to tell me on my face: "Slow down." "Breathe". "Think!"

And so I decided to slow down my pace. It has been quite a few months already, still progressing as in I moved in slow motion, I started in the shower, focusing on the feeling of the water spilling over my head, why I had never noticed these before? While I was in the room I played slow music. At first I felt alien and still. Sometimes I would catch myself switching into my old rhythm especially when I had to run errands and again had to remind myself to slow down the pace. After a few months, my family noticed it

However, I am begining to daydream and procastinating more than usual. "People tend to rehearse through day-dreams the changes they would like to make in their lives" says one of the psychologists in Columbia.Those daydreams feel so much better than what is going on in our actual life that we might find it hard to take action in the real world. For example, if you are unhappy at work, you may spend so much time day-dreaming about what it would be like to have a new work or own business that you fall behind on the job. Pay close attention to what you fantasize about. " If you keep dreaming about the same thing, that’s a clue to what you might need to change," D.Jain says. Like myself I ve been dreaming to have my own time to write and to teach people. At the same time, I would be able to look after my husband, kids and running a small scale of business and to be able to travel and dive a bit.

Another clue is based on my 4 years of experience, you feel irritable, angry or depressed most of the time. Having trouble dragging yourself out of bed or dreading going to work every day is a sure sign that somethings needs to change. You may not even realise how unhappy you are if things have been slowly getting worse over time. Talking to friends and family can help you figure out if what you are feeling is temporary or part of a long-term patten. You are restless or vaguely dissatisfied.

Being depressed is not the only clue you need a change. Simple, nagging dissatisfaction is also a clear sign that something is just not right. Most of the time often with women who need a change in their relationship. I hope that whoever reads this may have some ideas or hints that some people they are too timid to speak their mind out and the only thing that you need to notice is her or his attitudes. You may think that my boyfriend/girlfriend is nice but there is something missing or nothing is wrong but this does not feel right. An unsettled feeling usually is a sign that deep down you know that you need to make a change, but you have not figured out what that change is yet.

Yes, you have an unfullfiled dearm or a major life goal that you are no closer to reaching than you were a year or two ago. Perhaps you know exactly what your ideal life looks like. You have not done anything about it yet. The biggest reason people put off pursuing their dreams is fear. Making a big, exciting strecth is terrifying and that fear is a good sign. If its sound mundane to you, that’s not good. "Follow the fear that’s the direction you need to go", Jain says. As a conclusion, I might take one step at a time whereby I know that deep down that I need to change and when the right time has come , I will not hesitate to follow to that directon. I completely believe that living through a big change teaches us about our own capabilities and we will learn that we are a lot stronger, smarter and more motivated than we thought, plus we also gain a greater sense of indepence and control over life. God willing.:)

Ancient Massage

May 5th, 2006 by szar
Img_0019 I went to Hatyai last week. It was a spur of the moment decision to go there at night time, spent the whole day walking and that evening geared back to KL. Anyway, I wanted to keep my promise to my sister, a treat for her birthday and her first passport..(haha). So she was so excited and .. we decided to try on the ancient massage. Bloody hell.. it was a really squeezing, bending, tweaking you like nobody business. Lucky i took a yoga so it wont hurt that much compared to my sister. She was screaming!
26042006048_1 Well, when it comes to the term ‘massage’, a lot of us have our own outlook on this. But most of the time when we associate Thai and Massage , it came out as if sexual activity. Thai massage is an ancient therapeutic procedure which provides relaxation, balance in the body’s various centers, healthy blood circulation, and an overall manipulation of the physical form and structure of the body. Although in English the word massage is used, the essence of Thai Massage is very different from what we generally associate with the word. Whereas most traditional western and eastern massage practices focus on tissue manipulation and the working of the muscles and joints, Thai Massage barely touches on either of these.
The original precepts of Ancient Thai Massage were recorded in the Pali language of early Buddhist texts. The original practitioners were Buddhist monks in northern India in the 2nd and Ist centuries B.C. Prior to modern times in Thailand, the Wats (Buddhist temples) served as Thailand’s predominant centers of education, healing and social life. While today some of the Buddhist temples in Thailand and in Laos still maintain the practice of monks and nuns administering Ancient Thai Massage, it is now generally practiced at Thai Massage centers or institutes which also teach the art.
26042006047 It is performed on a mat, on the floor, rather than on a raised table. This allows for many movements and procedures that are not practical or effective in table work, and sometimes impossible. The purpose of ancient massage is to provide relaxation, balance to the body’s various centers, healthy blood circulation, and activation of the body’s energy lines or "Sen" as they are called, the practitioner’s attitude and physical approach to administering Thai Massage are of utmost importance. However, on that day itself, I could not relax as of my little sister keep groaning painfully and she just cant stop yappy and yappy and yappy.
*TSk..tskk.tsk..
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Epilog Cinta Dari…

March 26th, 2006 by szar
Kau tersenyum manja
Menyatakan hasrat dihatimu
Kau katakan cinta
Cinta pertama kepadaku
Ku hampir tergoda
bergelora dalam kalbu
Kau bukan untukku
Kau dan aku tak mungkin berpadu
Nun di sana
beribu Batu
Kau kutinggalkan bersama hatiku
Nun disana
Kau meratap pilu
Satu masa nanti
Kau akan mengerti
Apa maksudku
Kini kau menanti
Harapanmu abadi terhadapku
Kau coretkan lagi
Rahsia hatimu kepadaku
Kudoakan dikau
Bertemu seorang teman sejati
Yang satu liran
Satu kepercayaan
Aduhai…….
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IOI Marriot…EMCEE

March 8th, 2006 by szar
100_1763Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen,  and welcome to "XXX". Before I start let me adjust the microphone because I think this microphone is too tall for me..:).. Hell that was a geniuine …it was not a gimmick at all. Actually I was super annoyed because everytime I have to emcee an event, the first mistake that people always do is to put a bouquet of small flower in front of me. Anyway it was a good start because i killed the tense in the room. The business talk finished in 2 hours then we proceed with dinner. 100_1800_1
Aint we look good together…he’s my mentor!. A stylish african yet he thinks like a malaysian. 100_1798to be continued!