Archive for 2005
Homemaker no more…
By next week I will be a working woman again…there goes my morning sleep..I hope it won’t be long before I could stay at home again..I kinda like staying at home….I hope despite the tiredness I could still make time to update my blog…I’m going to miss being a homemaker very much…isk isk…. :((
A Frustrating Attempt
I am cracking my head to come out with a profound autobiography essay for admission purpose into MBA programmes. The due date is on 7th September and I only realized about it last week. Everything else – the forms, certificates and exam transcript to be certified, the referee forms all are ready to be submitted. What is still need to be done is the essay.
I’ve been referring to EssayEdge.com for guidance, all the do’s and the dont’s regarding admission essay. It has been very helpful, if only I started writing it last month, but knowing me, always work well under pressure, especially right before the due date.
Researching for this task brings all the memories back in campus into the picture. The piles of books to read, assignments to be completed and exam to be seated. Sometimes I wonder and keep asking myself, if I am ready to go back to student life, be miserable with lectures and tests, oh…. all the agony of final exam which I thought I would not have to go through again and felt immensely relief when I graduated with the Degree. But now why would I choose to go through that path again? Am I doing this for me? Yes, I am. Am I trying to prove to the world that I could do it despite all the discouragement they gave me? Searching deeper into my soul, definitely yes. What would I gain from this MBA? Apart from the academics qualification, the knowledge, the formal lessons. I can be a street smart person, but I do want to be both street smart and book smart.
I’m scared that one day I might regret not doing what I want to do now – furthering my studies. Hubby said I’ve been talking about doing MBA for the past one year. Am I that keen to do it? Maybe I should give it a try, complete my admission essay, submit the application and see whether God will grant my wish. If it is, it is surely the path for me to go through.
Lonely, I am So Lonely…
My Goldfish, Nano has been a widow for the past few months. All the other 3 goldfishes died, one after another. Hubby was so sure that Nano is a guy fish, but I persistently knew that she must be a girl. No man could last few months without the company of someone. Ever since the devastating lost of the other 3, Nano has been very healthy and did not even show any sign of deteriorating. When those 3 died of constipation which led to dropsy, rotting fins and tails infection, I was hoping that Nano would follow soon. I was so frustrated with goldfish at that time. The medical trip to Pets Wonderland in Midvalley was worthless after hundreds spent on the medication. After Kenit died of dropsy, I bought Nano and Piko to accompany Si Gemuk. This time I bought Nano and Piko from a different pet shop. Not even a month passed by, Si Gemuk died because of rotting fins. It must be contagious as Piko followed Gemuk death after few days. I guess Nano must be one kind of survivor with higher antibody. I’ve been contemplating the thought to buy another pair of goldfish to accompany Nano, but what if those new pair bring harmful germs and infection which lead to Nano’s demise. She must be so lonely, swimming alone without any fish friends in the tank, but for her own good I rather let her be…
Mampukah Suami, Sanggupkah Isteri?
Petikan dari The Star Jumaat 19 Ogos 2005,
Both the newspaper and Mingguan Malaysia also highlighted a statement by Kelantan Mentri Besar Datuk Nik Abdul Aziz Nik Mat calling on wives to keep in mind the “problems” faced by aging virgin women, whose number has increased in the country, and not stop their husbands from marrying again.
These wives, he said, should not prevent their husbands’ plans by reacting violently as long as the latter could afford to take another wife.
“Just think of the situation faced by the aged virgin. She will be forced to remain unmarried when in actual fact, there is a man who desires her. Wives should thus give these men room.
“These things will not be resolved as long as people only seek to fulfil their own desires but not think of others’ desires as well,” he said.
Secara peribadi, dari teorinya MQ tak membangkang poligami ni, ye la benda dah dihalalkan, kenapa pulak ada hak kita nak haramkan. Tapi rasanya dengan keadaan semasa dan tahap keimanan yang tak seberapa kenalah ukur baju di badan sendiri. Termampukah suami yang nak beristeri lebih dari satu tu mengharungi hidup berumahtangga dengan tanggungjawab berlipat ganda. Sedangkan isteri yang seorang pun kadang tak terlayan kehendak dan keinginan, ini kan pula lebih dari seorang. Nafkah yang diberi bukan setakat zahir saja, batinnya bagaimana. Mampukah suami membelai setiap emosi setiap dari isteri tu, rungutannya, keluhannya, sakit demamnya, bukan lagi setakat hal di tempat tidur, tapi benda2 lain yang lebih mendalam dan rumit. Kalau setakat nak beristeri lebih dari satu untuk nafsu semata-mata, tak guna la nak tegakkan hadis dan hukum kalau gunakan cuma untuk kepentingan sendiri.
Dan sebagai seorang isteri pula, MQ selalu muhasabah diri sanggupkah berkongsi kasih dan perhatian suami. MQ pernah terbaca, suami adalah jambatan untuk seorang isteri itu ke syurga. Mana-mana isteri yang cukup amalannya dan taat kepada suami, kunci syurga sudah ada di tangan, pilihlah mana2 pintu yang diingini. Walaupun dijanjikan payung emas di syurga buat isteri pertama yang sanggup dirinya dimadukan, Allah angkat isteri pertama menjadi ketua segala bidadari kelak namun MQ rasa lagi takut memikirkan akibat kalau suami terpaksa mengharung azab neraka sebab tak mampu berlaku adil untuk setiap isteri. Kalau diri bukannya taraf iman Saidina Ali, tak perlu lah berharap ada isteri setabah Saidatina Fatimah. Cukuplah isteri yang seorang di jaga dan dididik, biar sama-sama dapat berbahagia di syurga kelak.
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