HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY - SELAMAT HARI IBU (19xx-1981)
Thank you for this life, Ma
And for patiently bringing me up
To be what I am today (a responsible, caring and reliable person)
They were those hands that fed me well
Dressed me up and sent me to school
Those soft gentle, fine hands did everything
For my sakes so that I grew up
To be someone you wished me to be
Someone useful to the society and community at large
I was a year old when I was living with you
Soon after...almost 10 days later
My late father passed away peacefully...
He died young at the age of 30 plus
I was his favorite child as I was then the youngest
At least that was what I was told
Life went on normally and I grew up
In this house of memories
(only visited it on the 3rd of May 08 recently)
With much care, love and affections showered
And much more received in return by Ma
My! I was ever so grateful to her
The first day to school was "no need to accompany me"
I went alone and paid school fees
Went about the school as though I knew too well
Late evening, returned home
Feeling lonely! Very lonely
Then I began to make friends around the house
But it was only at a certain time of the day
I could go out and play and make noise
They were all older than me
Bigger in sizes too
We played among others ...
"Maing geng" was jumping in square boxes
Threw your dice and jumped
We drew lines on the ground
Of fine whitish grayish sand
"Congkak" was another traditional game
Burrowing holes in the ground
Putting stones or marbles in them
Arranging one by one in each hole until finished
Those people who got the most marbles
Was the winner of them all
Not forgetting though
ALL of us won black finger nails afterwards
Then came the separation
After primary six I went to a boarding school
I now knew too well she missed me so much
And of course, I missed her as much too
I only went home during the school holidays
Each time after the school holiday was over
I would sit quietly at the back of my classroom
And cried of homesick...
She would always send me off and packed me her famous
"Spicy Rice with chicken or beef"
And not forgetting my favorite canned peaches
That allowed me to share with friends
After completing secondary school
I was home for a few months and working temporarily
Then it was time to leave again
To further my studies
Fours years after, I was wedded
To my children's father
Time to leave again?
This time our separation was final!
We lived in England while he completed his studies
Then, One day in the summer
It was mid August in the year of 1981
Barely 2 weeks before we came home
For a short holiday
News of her demise shocked me
Through and Through and through !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It came through a normal mail
After a week she went away...
(no further comments here why through the "normal mail"...I never understood why until today)
Thank you for this life, Ma
And for patiently bringing me up
To be what I am today (a responsible, caring and reliable person)
They were those hands that fed me well
Dressed me up and sent me to school
Those soft gentle, fine hands did everything
For my sakes so that I grew up
To be someone you wished me to be
Someone useful to the society and community at large
I was a year old when I was living with you
Soon after...almost 10 days later
My late father passed away peacefully...
He died young at the age of 30 plus
I was his favorite child as I was then the youngest
At least that was what I was told
Life went on normally and I grew up
In this house of memories
(only visited it on the 3rd of May 08 recently)
With much care, love and affections showered
And much more received in return by Ma
My! I was ever so grateful to her
The first day to school was "no need to accompany me"
I went alone and paid school fees
Went about the school as though I knew too well
Late evening, returned home
Feeling lonely! Very lonely
Then I began to make friends around the house
But it was only at a certain time of the day
I could go out and play and make noise
They were all older than me
Bigger in sizes too
We played among others ...
"Maing geng" was jumping in square boxes
Threw your dice and jumped
We drew lines on the ground
Of fine whitish grayish sand
"Congkak" was another traditional game
Burrowing holes in the ground
Putting stones or marbles in them
Arranging one by one in each hole until finished
Those people who got the most marbles
Was the winner of them all
Not forgetting though
ALL of us won black finger nails afterwards
Then came the separation
After primary six I went to a boarding school
I now knew too well she missed me so much
And of course, I missed her as much too
I only went home during the school holidays
Each time after the school holiday was over
I would sit quietly at the back of my classroom
And cried of homesick...
She would always send me off and packed me her famous
"Spicy Rice with chicken or beef"
And not forgetting my favorite canned peaches
That allowed me to share with friends
After completing secondary school
I was home for a few months and working temporarily
Then it was time to leave again
To further my studies
Fours years after, I was wedded
To my children's father
Time to leave again?
This time our separation was final!
We lived in England while he completed his studies
Then, One day in the summer
It was mid August in the year of 1981
Barely 2 weeks before we came home
For a short holiday
News of her demise shocked me
Through and Through and through !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It came through a normal mail
After a week she went away...
(no further comments here why through the "normal mail"...I never understood why until today)
On arrival to this empty house
Once I used to live in
I went to my dressing cupboard
Discovered many things that touched my heart greatly
A pair of diamond ear studs were obviously meant for me
A pair of diamond ear studs were obviously meant for me
Among other things found was a "baby linen set"
She had apparently stitched them up with love and care
Embroidered them for her first grandchild, Tash
They were neatly kept until today
Amir Harith (her great grandson) first used them on his Aqiqqah Day
I had always kept them well after each laundry
And used them to each of my new born
Then kept away with as much love and care
As her greatest love and care for me
Had always been
Very recently I dreamed of her
Laughing away, grinning away
Looking so well and full of zest
May Allah Bless her soul with Rahmat
And allow her to be
Ma had sacrificed so many things for me
The most cherished was her never ending LOVE
Ma I have never stopped praying for you
As your love and affection to me
Never died...............it lingered on and on
So deeeeeeeeeeep inside me
I treasured YOU in my life and dreams
Thank you for the life you gave and shared with Me
Words just failed to express further
But my heart had all to say from deep inside of me
Your are the only and only Ma I had
Not two not three
BUT ONE AND ONLY MA
Thank you and Happy Mother's Day
These flowers were borrowed from Karin Frozen In Time
She really have great shots that interprets life..TQ
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO YOU KARIN
This flower seems to tell
All the children, grandchildren and the whole clan
All locked and securely bunch up together
In the loving and affectionate arms of a Mother
Very caring and protective mother
Seemed extremely well sheltered
She really have great shots that interprets life..TQ
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO YOU KARIN
This flower seems to tell
All the children, grandchildren and the whole clan
All locked and securely bunch up together
In the loving and affectionate arms of a Mother
Very caring and protective mother
Seemed extremely well sheltered