Quranic Gems: Are You Aware?

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- Miss P -

In A Rush

Last week, my Aussie-mates planned to have breakfast together on next Thursday, which is yesterday. I did not forget our plan but I was not fit to drive on that day. Because long story short, I injured my back and left leg. The pain is super-excruciating and I’m not kidding.

Yesterday morning, while I was wallowing in bed, I texted my mates on our whatsApp group telling them that I would not be able to come. Being lovely as always, NJ offered to pick me up and she was already on her way. I am about to text her back that “it’s okay! Maybe next time insyaAllah” but then it’s breakfast guys! Food! Plus, it’s been awhile since we last met heeeee.

A bit late to realize, I have to be ready in like less than 30 minutes!

I smelled my hair; I’ll just wash you tomorrow since I just washed you yesterday.

I smelled my ketiak and Maaahhhnn, let’s hit the showers!

Note: I was in a rush guys but I do take showers everyday haha.

It took me about 10 minutes to walk out of the bathroom and checked my phone.

I’m outside *insert smiling with blush emoji* - NJ texted.

GAAAAHHH! 
Okay. Where’s my blouse?! Opened my luggage (I haven’t unpack my things yet) 
and grab any new blouse, cut-off the price tag and swoosh!

Now, pants, pants, pants.

Whoa! Why now leg cramps?! *cries*

Knock! Knock!

“Kaaa! Your friend is here!” Babu yelled.

“Yeah, in a minute!” I said.

Not really.

Wore my hijab in less than 3 minutes and thank Allah for crumpled shawl! I don’t need to iron these materials. Grabbed my purse, kick on my Air-Max and out I go, meeting my Aussie-mates having a loud with laughter breakfast.

It’s been awhile really chatting with these pretty souls. Told them about my injury, they told me about their life. One of my mates, AM noticed my blouse and said it was pretty. I didn’t realize that as I was in a rush this morning. Bought it because it was on Buy 1 Free 1 sale. I would not hesitate to say that this blouse is the free one.

Two hours passed and everyone had to leave. NJ sent me back home and I changed to my comfy clothes. As I hang my pretty blouse on my bathroom rail, I saw this...

YA ALLAH! I WENT OUT WITH THAT ATTACHED ON MY BLOUSE?

MY PRETTY BLOUSE???

I thought it was safe enough to cut the price tag! I was lucky that this was attached on the inside. Phew. Better check properly next time *wipes sweat*

- Miss P -

Two Things Taken For Granted

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- Miss P -

Down The Drain

Salam and hey Peepnets! I just got back from my family vacation trip to Kuala Lumpur (KL) last Wednesday and super tired from all the adventures. NOT! KL is like a third-home for me, so it was just like balik kampong. (Been contemplating with myself on this one because I still claim Sydney to be my second-home at heart #missingSydney).

I have a story to tell. A story that will make you feel stressed out on life like “why does this happen to meeeeeee?” kind of story. Sit back; relax, read on and this could happen to you too.

Well, you can also not read it.

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It’s 11 in the morning on a hot day. Babu called just now to make sure my sister and I are ready for our day. She did not tell us about her plan but as any other vacations, it has to be shopping. My family is not the type to go sightseeing and exploring the landscapes of the country kind of tourists but we usually just head-on to any Malls, Markets and Restaurants to indulge our needs.

“Since it’s almost lunch, why not we eat first and then we go jalan?”

Babu suggested, before “we go shopping for my sister’s wedding”. We all agreed, as we were super hungry as well.

Note: My breakfast this morning, a cup of Maggi, Butterscotch flavored bun, a durian crepe leftover from last night, my brother’s potato wedges and mineral water. Now, why am I hungry?

We ate lunch anyways. We had five types of Biryani, not a fan of this cuisine but WOW! They’re good!

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I am half-full and I still can eat them like I had not eaten! (I have a humongous space in my tummy that I don’t know how all food can fit in there but it does. Not to mention, I have a protruding belly afterwards)

After lunch, we spent 9 hours of shopping including walking, wandering around the shops, traveling by monorails, going from stations to stations to get where we want to be. Since this trip consists of 7 people, we don’t fancy taxis because they can only fit 4 people, sheessh!

I didn’t realize it’s 8:37pm already when we waited for our bus ride back to the hotel and I am amazed that we did not have snacks in between! What an achievement for a forever-hungry family! We had drinks of course. If not, we might have died of dehydration especially in this weather! #drama

Arrived at the hotel approximately half-an-hour later and we went to our rooms for toilet break and whatnot. After that, zoomed off to a nearby restaurant for dinner, placed our orders and waited. And waited. And waited.

Sabar, sabar. Be patient. There are lots of customers. They must have been busy in the kitchen. I told myself.

An hour later, our food arrived. All checked except one more Nasi Ayam (Chicken Rice). Okay, so we ordered three Nasi Ayam. Grandpop took his plate already and left with only one.

“Nah, you have it first,” I offered to my sister.

“I can wait,” she said.

“No, I’m alright. I need to reply some texts anyway,” I insisted and started swiping my smartphone.

She shrugged off and took the plate.

You know in Islam, when you do good deeds, you gain pahala. Pahala is like you gain blessings from Allah and if you do more good things, you gain more pahala points and insyaAllah may we all be in Paradise. To put it simply:

• Good deeds = Pahala = Paradise
• Bad deeds = Dosa = Hellfire

So I practically wanted pahala the moment I offered my sister the meal. However, another hour past and all of them finished their meals. My Nasi Ayam is nowhere to be seen. Dad called the waiter and told him that my meal has not arrived yet. The waiter went back in and more times past, I thought my meal would be ready soon but he did not come back.

Dad was furious and called the waiter again. He went back in and came back to our table and said, “The Nasi Ayam has finished, would you like to order something else?”

At that point I wanted to punch him in the face, grabbed his shoulder, threw him on the ground and stomped on his belly and yelled, “after all this while, you should’ve said something!” and finished off by pouring a cup of water on his face.

Obviously I didn’t do that to the waiter. It’s not his fault. The cruel thing about a situation is that you didn’t know where things went wrong. It could be the waiter, the chef, the people around them, and the paper where they jot the orders down and so on.

I did not order anything else as I began to pack my things and walked out. I am mad and I don’t feel like talking to anyone. All I want is food, which I did not get. But after that point, then I realized… my pahala went away.

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So much for doing good deeds eh? I can’t help but laugh afterwards. All my effort of being nice just went down the drain.

What are your “down the drain” moments?

- Miss P -

Becky To The Stars

Alhamdulillah, it’s the end of March already! Can’t really relate how fast time flies nowadays. I am still unemployed. Ya Allah, please give me rezeki in finding job (and a good husband heehee). Oh and I'll be off to Kuala Lumpur soon! (Okay, what should I pray on the plane? What? Doa musafir makbul okay!)

Anyways, February was awesome. I remember that the Fam organized a birthday gathering for my Grandpop and few others, went for a road trip to KB with my Aussie-mates, went to get nasi katok at midnight with my sister and did watching “Kingsman: The Secret Service” counts? DEFINITELY YES! (Taron Egerton and Colin Firth <3)

I just finished reading the latest Shopaholic Series: Shopaholic to the Stars. It took me about three months to finish it and I don’t expect it took that long to end this book! Like whaaattt, it usually took me on average 4 days or a week at most to finish a book! Plus, it’s the Shopaholic Series! I started to wonder why.

Okay, probably because of:

1. I am tired of the chaos made by Becky.
2. It’s exhausting to read about her dramas. Like why can’t you just lead a normal life? Can you just shut your thoughts and actually listen to others? (But then I think it’s ridiculous because this book is about Becky)
3. I am just tired of Becky.
4. And Probably those Hollywood artists too.
5. And what’s up with her dad really!

Don’t get me wrong. I love Becky. However this latest book is just so tiring. With all her drama and stuff. It’s all about her! Yeah, yeah, she’s the shopaholic one here and this book is supposed to focus on her but as I said, it’s tiring when she just do what she think is right without consulting with others, especially her husband, Luke. Poor chap.

I know its not like Becky is a real life person that she has to lead a normal life. Obviously, she is a fiction and she is free to do what she wants. I lose interest in reading the early chapters but the pace goes back up at about chapter 16. But I think I’ve read too much action/thriller novels before reading this book. Where these novels’ are different in pace as they can even have a climax at the start. (Refer Maze Runner, Chapter 1). They keep us thinking in each and every chapter, from the start to finish. Though some does not have a great ending.

However, I can’t believe I am saying this (after all the dislikes that I had on this book), I can’t wait for the next series to come out. Oh please, I am not the only one who’s dying (not literally) to know what’s up with Becky’s Dad! And the only thing that stuck on my mind after reading the book is “We are all called Rebecca” and why is that? That girl should’ve just said something! Sheesh! (Refer Chapter 21, pages 359-360, according to the edition shown below).

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On an extra note, Sophie did a free short story for her Shopaholic fans! Did you ever wonder how Becky and Luke’s honeymoon would be like? If you feel like reading their honeymoon story, head on to the link below and enjoy!

http://www.sophiekinsella.co.uk/book_detail.php?b=Shopaholic_on_Honeymoon

- Miss P -