Blessed Eid-Ul-Fitr

Another eid celebration away from home, my 3rd time now. I was
wondering how many more would it be, let me see, next year and another coming year
when I'm in my Final Year, then graduate inshaAllah and then, internship. By
that time I'd still be here IF I got a place to do my internship, and that's
IF everything runs accordingly to my plan. Lately I've been thinking hard
about my future plan, weighing all the pros and cons, but now I'm pretty
sured to stick 80% to my initial plan and let the left variable 20% be the
God-knows upcoming unpredictable events, well namely; a young handsome millionaire on
holidays in Dublin accidently bumped into me and wink wink it was love at
first sight set the proposal and yes we married on a cruise and settle down
with me running some volunteering jobs and charity works and looking
after the lovely family and till death do us part. Wowee I'm a real
daydreamer..

Back to the real topic, this year's eid was no differ like the previous
years, well to me at least. A week before eid my heart was screaming to go
home. It sounded crazy but believe me I was searching for a last minute
cheap flight to go back and my soul preceded me by already being at
home. Why this year? Well this year's eid falls on a weekend so we don't have
to skip lectures for it. And back home, this time it would be a very
meaningful one to our family as Along and Angah's family would both have their
turns to raya at our side, plus the new blessed baby Arif Hafiy. The whole family
would go back to our hometown in Alor Gajah and my parents had
renovated our late granny's wooden house to a better condition so they would all
stayed there the whole-length of the holidays. There's gonna be a tahlil in
the house as done every year, Pak Akub (Mak's big brother) would go from a
house to another (there are 5 houses in the area, all my closest relatives)
to do the tahlil and du'a for the late grannies and the ones before. They're
gonna kacau dodol, I know eventhough they denied it on the phone. And they're
doing them all without me! Great..

After the mournings and cryings, I finally accepted the fact that it
was fairly impossible for me to go home in this short period of time. On
Friday people has already started talking about eid, few invitations and some
worries that eid would fall on Saturday. As for me, my basic instict
strongly suggested that it will be on Saturday, I don't know why but I
just felt it. So after the lectures finished on late Friday afternoon we
decided to do some shoppings for eid's stuff. (At that particular time I was so
close, 5mm if measured by a ruler, haw haw, to make a remarkable
history of my own). I was never so right, it is indeed on Saturday. Reaching home we were
all starting the engines, cooking and cleaning the house while reciting
some takbir and screaming some raya songs just to erase the mounting
sadness. I slept at 3 that night. No worry for any dark circles around the eyes,
I've already got two.

Eid morning was never so bright. It would've been a bit better without
the cold breeze I guess. The morning was spent at the Msian Hall, met
people and asked for forgiveness, bid selamat hari raya, took photos-loads of
photos. Next venue, Hj Fauzi's place. Who would miss that, it's the only chance
to eat nasi dagang with the kaw kaw teh tarik in Dublin. Out of 10 people
I met at the end of the day telling me they went to that house, only 4 people
I guess who really knew who Hj Fauzi and the whole family is when I asked
them back. That's not included an incidence of a friend thanking a pakcik
whom she thought was Hj Fauzi when the real Hj Fauzi was standing not very
far from them. Piece of advice, know the people and they would know U.
Can't blame anyone, I have a strong facial recognition and some don't. (They
have a strong places recognition and I don't). Well I don't plan to tell
every single thing I did for the whole day, basically it was a day well
spent, I ate accordingly, not too much neither too little. A word of
appreciation to the people who invited me over to their places, sorry if I didn't turn
up to any, thanks for the delicious food, tahun depan buat lagi OK.

Second day, well today to be exact, I woke up at 3 in the morning to
run to the toilet only to find that a mate was in there. Waited and got my
turn. Then at 6 I woke up again for the same purpose and I was pretty sured
to have it, the diarrhoea. And few other episodes after that. Fully
awaken, 2 mates reported positive for the same symptom. God, not long after that
we managed to track down which one was the causal factor, and it is indeed
a cause of our own. Well in handling food, there's some risks to be taken
I guess. Out of that, we cancelled the plan to the ambassador's open
house and few other friends houses, we only went in two closest friends place
today. (And after each one it was like a routine to be in the toilet). My
stomach's still upset now but I don't go to the toilet for that anymore. By
tomorrow it should be better, and God tomorrow there's another huge party to
attend straight after the class. Ow stomach please be kind to me. Or maybe you
were just shocked to receive those food after a 30 days long digestion of
decent food only? (think I ate accordingly yesterday, or maybe I didn't?)

Life's back to normal, well plus some coming invitations (yey yeay) and
I should be a student as I was supposed to. Mini-Second Professional
Exam's (December exam) coming in no time and I don't wanna dissapoint myself
and my family for it. Go ho, make way to a nerdie me.

SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI, MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN
SELAMAT MENYAMBUT SYAWAL YANG PENUH KEMULIAAN, JANGAN LUPA PUASA ENAM

Photos will be uploaded later when I have the time.