As per said, Ramadhan is so very close to an end and yes i didn't even blogging on
welcoming Ramadhan and now we're like a few days away from celebrating the Eid
Syawal which most,or i think the whole 1 Malaysia would be so looking forward
to celebrate.
Of course, the Malay they would be so busy preparing the food, ironing the Raya dress,
do some spring cleaning, invite the relatives and yada yada yada. Anything it takes to
make this Raya celebration become so special and memorable things to remember. As
for the non-muslim, oh well they would also enjoying the holiday sitting at home or if
they wanna hang out or go outside, the roads in a city are like literally empty. Yes, empty.
Like they own the road.Which i would also wanna scream "Helllll Yeaahhhh Bebehh!!"
For everyone who didn't know me quite well..., well I am sort of an "uptown" girl.
I was born in Kuala Terengganu, on the east side of the west side of Malaysia (get it?)
but i was brought up in KL from the day i turned 1 year old until now. So i like to label
myself as a city girl which i am. And i like it.
So this post is basically just me trying to say that Ramadhan this year had changed me.
And changing is not by meaning that i am totally a different person than who i used to
be before.its just that, my look and the way i dress is slightly changing. I am now a hijaber.
Wowow, the term "hijaber" its like so into trend right now like they using the word "iftar"
instead of "berbuka puasa" (break fast) which is literally means the same but whatever.
Hijaber sounds cool. and yes, i am no longer going out of the house without covering my
hair, which is my aurat.
i'd say that this transformation is a bit drastic to certain people around me but yeah
now they're like slowly accepting it. it may looks a bit shocking to them and yeah it was
almost offended me because what? is it hard enough to believe that i am finally wearing
hijab and covering myself? why? i am not a bitch type that party all night, wearing thigh
clothes just to grab people attention. well i used to be a party crasher, but that was like
probably 5 years ago when i was in high school or during college. i already get that out
of my system. i already settle down with a job, surround myself with more mature and
grown-up adults. i learn to become more responsible and big enough to make smart decision.
i literally gave up smoking, i am no longer attend any social events that required me to
flash more skin than my personality. thats not who i am now. more certainly nor who i
was before.
Now, whenever i go out shopping it is no longer about accesories hunting, it's more like
collecting shawls and the needles and pins and brooches. haha. need to find appropriate
dress and blouses. no longer those sort of shirts with short sleeve or the transparent and
soft materials. so many rules which as muslim or atleast as a hijaber, should know about.
i am pretty sure all those girls experiencing the same thing as i am. well, that i'm gonna
blog about it later. about the hurdle and challenges of being a "hijaber".
Ok, enuff said and as if anybody cares btw, i'm still gonna upload the picture of me
covering myself with hijab. it was taken on a few days after Ramadhan started and that
was me and my 10 pieces of Ikea meatballs btw, waiting for the Azan to break fasting.
And laterwards, i went to Cafe Twenty-one, located in Sri Rampai for a supper
with my schoolmates just to catch up on latest news and of course gossiping
all nights.
I decided to invites my childhood friend, Betty. Meet Betty, she's like petite as my size,
very chinese-looking, fair skin and she's nice, cute and adorable. we're like sisters,aren't we?
And then i was lucky to bump into the most cutest blogger and with like growing numbers
of followers on her instagram/ keek account, Miss Mawar Rashid. Friendly, bubly and guess
what? she's only 18 or 19 years old if i'm not mistaken. adorbs!
and so... there goes my Ramadhan story. I think im going to wish you all bloggers,
Selamat Hari Raya Puasa, Eid Syawal Maaf Zahir dan Batin. May this year you
guys come back safely, drive carefully and enjoy the moment with the family
and friends. Muhibah is the word. Take care and be safe. Salam Aidilfitri :)
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