Monday, 1 February 2016

blessing in disguise

A. Ceremony of handing over Wedding dowry to bride's family

Dowry handing over ceremony was done in a simple manner on 31 January 2016.

The dowry money is in the blue envelope.

My fiancee's niece, Sabrina, 3 years old, whom didn't care about the serious conversation of adults taking place in the living room, and just played with her Barbie dolls with "no-give-a-damn" attitude.

The bride's family treat us with delicious curry mee. The photo above taken while the curry is still being heated, hence the curry dish not in the picture.

 Pony bag belonging to Sabrina. Now I know why my fiancee keep insisting Pony items as gifts.

B.  Counting of blessings

I'm a romantically hopeless person. 

First thing, I didn't look for her. She looked for me instead.

Our family knew each other before that. She had a relationship before and it screwed up.

Then what happened was, my mom got the invitation to visit Mecca two years ago. Mom was in dire straits, difficult situation with family, job, etc. It was a surprise that Tabung Haji selected her for 2014 Hajj.

And so we held a little ceremony for prayers, and of course, most ceremony in Malaysia had buffet course for those invited in.

She came in with Sabrina.

I think I spend a fun time with Sabrina back then. We danced merrily, played jokes and stuff, I think we clicked in, maybe because both Sabrina and I had a similar 'don't-give-a-damn-about-others' attitude.

A week after mom came back from Hajj, I got a Whatsapp contact from her.

Then the rest is history.

Earlier in 2015, I got promoted with salary increment. My boss told me to be "Acting PM" for the current project while maintaining Project Engineer title and salary in the company.

Even though the salary is higher, the work and the pressure came with it is so tremendous. Those who are closed to me can testify of how many times I told them that I want to resign from the job.

And yet here I am still working my ass of in this Project.

Even up to this moment, I feel like resigning. 
But somehow, I got too busy handling stuff that I got tired when I got home.

We got engaged on 8th of August 2015, sometime after Hari Raya.

I was a 120-kg guy, but on August, I weigh about 80-kg. 

I'll tell you my weight loss secret.

The weight loss is due to diabetes. I was diagnosed with diabetes and high blood pressure on February 2015.

One thing diabetes affected my body, is, when the sugar count is high, my body will just shit away all the food I eaten with all the fuid taken, just few hours after eating.

 I remembered that I had an accident, where my car smashed into a Honda City.

The car issue was setttled sometime in June-July 2015, then only we proceed to hold our engagement.

The beauty of this is, since the bride's family sympathised with me of the car incident, they agreed for a simple engagement party.

I had just few weeks to prepare, but thank God, it was a success.

To be honest, I'm still unable to say that my life's getting better although, it is.

Because it got better thru a lot of shit and difficulties, and yes, there are sweet favours and sweet time in it too.

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

C. Man and Polygamy

I repeat this again. I'm a romantically hopeless person.

I was a bald guy who dreamt of being Phil Anselmo, yet after getting serious, I changed my appearance.

I finally had a boyish hair-cut. I wear perfume. My clothes are now ironed.

I think after getting engaged, I'm more eye-pleasing. And the confidence that comes with it, attracts.

I'll be damn honest. 

As time goes by, you will see better girls or boys, better in terms of physical attractiveness, romantics or whatever shit it is. You will see. It will pass in front of you.

It is your choice either you want to proceed with being romantic with another person, or you just proceed with other things in life.

I now understand why married people tend to have affairs and scandals.

The key to solve this is, to realise your time is short, and as you age, your physical body gets weaker. Your responsibility will be much more than yesterday.

Those people who went for affairs and scandals, I think that they are either too free with their time, or they live quite a problem-less life.

And so they went for affairs and scandals.

The shit starts to hit the fan when problems starts creeping in their life. Either in money, time, health or work.

And so, it is best to avoid scandals even though you feel romantically attracted to it.

Because time is short, and your capability in life, no matter how great, is limited to money, time, health and work.

So count your blessings and be the best in your life.