Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Ramadan & the eve of Raya
The holy month, Ramadan has past. The month which is said to be a testing month where u’re faced with obstacles, hurdles to overcome. N like every other Ramadan most of my Muslim counterparts will be thronging Geylang Serai... but this yr somehow Geylang took a step back for me. Even I can’t believe it that i myself went there for a mere 2-3 times... N the very unlikely of me... I didn’t even went on the eve of raya which is on the Friday night. When every yr I make it a MUST to go there... the best part is, this freaking yr we have had transport to go... but we chose not to... no idea why... maybe Geylang lose its appeal alr to me or simply maybe i’ve outgrown the phase of going to geylang for the sake of .. .. Ermm... going?
On the eve of raya its extremely crucial n damn vital that we stay at home cause as girls we NEED to help out our dear mamas with the cooking n etc.. Like putting up the curtains or any last min touch-ups. N it’s been said that it’s a taboo for a female I mean a young teenage female to be at the bazaar till the wee hours. No idea how true it’s that, mum has been telling me dat for god-damn how many yrs! But thank god I’ve alr broke out of the NEED-TO-STAY-AT-HOME cycle... no idea myself why too lotsa pple dying to go Geylang bazaar at the eve of it. I mean, those that really should n need to go are the makciks right?
Why? – U may ask... Cause on the eve is the night where prices go dirt cheap! Say like from $80-$100 n on the eve u could get it at abt $20-$30? A gd catch right? N I presume for the youngsters, it definitely have to be crowd... the mats2 n minahs2... i notice usually at this time of the year youngsters look forward to geylang because they know they will be exchanging nums with pple there. They’ll get hooked up. N trust me, not wanting to sound boy-crazy here but seriously, no kidding during that time of the yr n at that place is the place where u can meet gorgeous, beautiful, stunning, hot, handsome, pretty, cute guys n girls. Well, been there done that okay? But I got to mention there are also the opposites who think likewise..
Personally for myself on why I look forward to Geylang is because I look forward to bump into old friends, old bfs, old school mates, old enemies n the likes of it. At that time of the yr Geylang is also like THE place to re-connect or re-kindle with past ones... a gd place to do some social networking! Although I don’t deny the masses of the crowd kind of appeal to me too. C’mon, who we kidding? The eyes like seeing nicey2 stuffs. I know I know beauty is in the eye of beholder but so far I have not come across an individual who said he/she doesn’t like looking at beautiful pple/stuffs. But of course it also has it downside which to me is too many pple crowding the small tiny place/shop/walkway. Not to mention u brush arms with the sweaty, BO-filled pple. Urgh~... i hv learnt the hard way now. If u dun wish to face the downside then avoid them. Avoid Geylang unless u die2 have to. Then again yr fasting month n Hari Raya will never be complete if u didn’t step feet in Geylang at least once. Never.
So this yr, I did the very unlikely. I did the opposites. I actually stayed at home n help out dear mama n nenny with the cooking. Filial right? Thank you, I know. Hee. Dear mama couldn’t take leave so I help her out after she knocks off. Initially I didn’t want to render my help as I’m lazy to get my butt moving again. I’m on annual leave okay? I want to spend the whole day doing nothing! But... right from the hour i woke up im alr hot on my heels. I of course helped dear mama but only after I finished watching my daily doses of Mimpi Manis. And at the end of it, what do I gain or get? Yellow stains on fingers, nails all from cutting dat darn turmeric. N not to mention teary-weary eyes form peeling n slicing the stupid onions. Well I had fun too. Heaps of them actually. And I got to mention, the annual habit of dear mama came back! She’s at it again. Can u believe she threw away a WHOLE BIG pot of Lemak..?! All because it spill n she got all so freaking pissed that no one was at the kitchen tending to it. Well well, don’t blame me. I wasn’t slacking. I was at the Hall helping her changing the cushion covers.
If there’s anyone who deserves the blame, it has got to be dear mama boyfriend. He wasn’t helping at all. Didn’t even have the initiative to lift a finger! Damn it! I was silently cursing myself, why the hell did I even bother to help, when it’s his house that we’re fucking cleaning n decorating?! When he himself couldn’t be bother. But I do it on the accord of dear mama. All I can say is he’s not as hands on as my pop. Claims he’s sick, but god knows how true that is. Oh well who care 2 hoots abt him either. N guess what, maybe he hasn’t gotten to know much about us women after all, who doesn’t know that when we are freaking mad we don’t actually meant the stuffs we say. More like we letting off steam?
But He actually took it for real when dear mama asked him to throw away the WHOLE Pot? Or maybe he actually did it to spite dear mama or maybe he’s testing or challenging dear mama patience. Well to hell with it. Could be bothered to address this kind of issue, it’s not even my issue to begin with. I trust dear mama judgement. If she’s happy with him den gd for her. If she doesn’t, well she aunt got nothing to lose either if he or she drops the other party. All I can say is she doesn’t understand dear mama as well as how pop understand her
N again, typical of me, like the usual, I cried upon hearing the Takbir. Don’t ask me why, but every year the Takbir always have that effect on me. It always makes me feel thankful to Allah for the surroundings, for letting me celebrate yet another HAri Raya with my love ones.
Ok I think I have type long nuff to satisfy my loyal readers. Hah. I will jot down another entry sooonnn on my first day of celebrating hari raya.
Till then. So long n nitey2.
Signing off..,
Thou-who-shall not leave her name.
[heha... bear with me okie, I’m feeling a lil bit of harry potter now... all thanks to SCV for repeating HP n goblet of fire over n over again. Hee]
