My elves waking up on 2nd day of Hari Raya Remember when Raya used to be more festive? I remember looking forward to the fireworks, mercun, the rendang-making, lighting up the pelita and sleeping en masse, on flimsy mattresses, in the living room of my grandma's house. Or how I used to keep my raya shoes in a box under my bed and take them out every day during Ramadhan in anticipation of wearing them on Raya day.
Raya used to be more festive, and meaningful.
Today, we sleep in hotels when we go back to our kampungs. There is no more pelita-lighting. And buying clothes and shoes is just another annual ritual to spruce up our wardrobe, I mean, what's the big deal with Raya shoes anyway.
Well as for this year, by the second day of Hari Raya my brothers and I were already at our wits' end, helping attend to our parents' friends who come by to visit. On second raya we went to Old Town kopitiam to escape the Raya madness. Sipping on their heavenly white milk tea (iced), I chewed on cold toast and wonder why the heck am I back home for Raya anyways.
I try to, as much as possible, avoid my parents' friends when they come visit. I hate the look on their faces when they ask me where my hubby is and then I answered, "He went back to his hometown." There's that confused, pseudo-concern look that I really can't explain. And when I answer them, it's always a curt, unfriendly response which is so unlike me - the me that they know.
Tomorrow, my parents, my brothers and Medina are off to Kuching - to spend raya there more probably to escape the likelihood of more awkward situations like the above. Nice move on their part.
As for me, the bibik won't be back till Friday and I'm contemplating going back to KL with Ali and Yunus. Or maybe to JB for that ikan bakar... I miss my bibik. I need some me-time right now.
I'll leave you with some shots of my brothers during our session at Old Town last nite. Those faces are definitely NOT Raya faces.
Definitely NOT Raya food...
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I totally get what you're going through because especially ever since Bak went back to gomen work, our house is just like a balai raya on hari raya (cheh..no wonder they call it balai raya :p). It hurt a little when I knew that Bak had to be away on the first day of Raya and we started to miss the first day of raya salam with Bak and Mummy. It might not be such a big deal..why do we have to do it on the first day of raya la kan but it just doesn't feel the same anymore kan.
I don't blame Bak for all this. He loves his job and I know he cares for us too but Raya is just like another busy month of the year entertaining guests..for what?
It might be a tough time for you but buat dek jer la. That's all I can say. People will keep on asking you about it. When people ask me about having babies, I somehow nowadays have been having fun thinking of what to say - I always try to give a different or funny reply.
But it's nice to be with Uda and Shah at least. Wish I was there..
za, i dont know how long we'll have to go through first day raya without bak. boring gila. But anyway, nasib baik he has kids like us who understands!
OH ya i understand it must be the same with you kan. It's quite annoying at first tapi lama2 I suppose you get used to it and have a standard answer already. Hee hee.
But although Im bitching about this, it feels better to beraya alone than with a hubby that I don't love.
Wish you were here too, the two boys are STILL BOYS! Although dah tua bangka!
It has been a bleak Raya for me too.
Very.
Now I am beginning to hate my birthday and Hari Raya.
LOL those boys ah...so unreliable! Sian la saper yg kawin diorang tu kang. Kekekke.
SD, whatever happens, know that a lot of people around you still love and care for you. OK, I sound like a big fat cliche. But it's true. I keep telling myself that too.
Za, yup pity la siapa kawin ngan diorang. Oblivious to surroundings and just plain.. dunno lah... no words can explain.
When are you gonna come back la Ibu. Miss you already. I no longer know which is holding who: me holding on to sanity, or, sanity holding on to me.
BTW am on a 3-week sabbatical from blogging.
tell me about it... dulu after 2 years to the 'D' word pun some relatives in the kampung still thought i had a husband. mana yang tak tau tu suddenly asks half way and gets shooshed by one who knows pastu you can hear those whispers macam people gossiping behind you (only that they are gossiping right in front of your nose) hehe...
well, i guess it makes it harder for the kids. kita ni boleh cover up kan. although this is cliche, but i may know what you're going thru... trust that everything's going on ok seeing how strong you are. of course, we can only be so strong...
you're right on one thing... why be miserable and act happy when you're much happier being with people you love.
well, enjoy the rest of the break!
hi cookee, i'm getting a hang of it actually. immuned and somehow, sometimes i find it rather amusing.
seeing how happy you are with The One somehow gives me a glimmer of hope that I might find the right person one day. if not, i'm as content as I am right now! it actually feels so good to be single again!
haiyo..enjoy your single life dulu..please! hehhee..jeles jelesss
if you do get married again, carik la yg hensem and someone with a fat wallet :p
Ibu...I look a bot like my dad la..and my wallet is made fat by the number of business cards I receive from people...
Eh, bunyi very the incestuous.
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