Update

 

Its now Ramadhan again. How many Ramadhan have i been through. Countless. But then there is a number  attached to my name in the ID. How do one feels when seeing knowing the number. For me it doesn't matter. Age is just a number they say.

Looking back life has been good for me though not really that good. Cause may be i am not living the way i wish to. 

But then its ok, so grateful all this while that i am blessed with good health and  so are the people closest to me. Life has been kind. 

My other half is fit and back to normal after a surgery. The more than 6 inches surgical scars on his abdomen reminds us the trying time we had.2 years ago the time has elapsed i have been away from this blog. In more than two years this will only be my second entry.

In a few days time we will be celebrating Hari Raya ....the excitement of yesteryears is not really there. I have not done much preparations. My grandchildren are no more playful kids. Two are already into their twenties, two teenagers except and one late comer Adli just celebrated his fifth birthday.My two children are already in their forties. My husband and me hmm you can guess.

Hey no ...life is still good. I am waiting when this puasa is over i am going to lift my tennis racket again. Just got a new racket and I am going to swing it again in the court. As long as this legs can carry my body i'll be there.

All these years besides tennis gardening is my therapy. The same old garden area but the trees have grown older. The cempaka now looks limp in the dry season. The dukong has grown taller than the house but no fruits.I keep it for shade. The belimbing buluh i think will soon die in contrast the kedondong is happily flowering. My garden is growing old with me.

My other hobby swimming is at a stand still. Before, I thought I will never stop swimming but since covic 19 struck I have not been to the pool except for once or twice.

Now most of my time is spent at the keyboard. I find it very satisfyng after getting to play a song correctly. But at times i feel i am pushing myself too hard trying to learn too much and to keep up with the demand which i promise myself to upload my youtube channel fortnightly.

You might say why i tread into young people's world of socmed. Why not if that can make you feel relevant.

I stop here till my next entry.

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Till then.

Feel Like Post-Event Blues

I am alone here trying to peck at the keyboard.

I dont know how to start and know not what to write.

Ok lets talk about yesterdays ...

Events of yesterdays still lingered in my mind

Nothing big nothing great but its still there.

The "crowd" started with the arrival of Adli and sisters and their mother since 2 days before the Merdeka holiday.

They kept me busy more than usual but I can manage. Forgo my hobbies a few days. 

Can you imagine how hectic it became when later they were joined by a group of my extended family members from the north, from my roots.

And then my own sister and family........... 

They came to holiday in this famous coastal town. At the same time to visit me whom they have not met since so long.

I was quite relieved to know then that only two of them were to be putting up at my house while the rest at the hotel.  My house is too small to accomodate all .....

But most time they hanged out here at this house. Of course I don't mind. They are my family anyway.

But then how can I not invite them to have meals in my house that's our custom thats our culture ...They said don't trouble yourself but I said oh no trouble at all while inside me gnawing..... can I manage ...

You can imagine the havoc because I was not really prepared for that many of visitors. I usually cook only for two and not used to cooking in big quantity

 I don't mind ...really- I tried and not forgetting thanks to my sister and neice who helped.

 I was at first overwhelmed by their presence, met them all so long ago some when they were still very small, and some I never met before. A little awkward of course. But the warmth slowly built up, good feeling developed and soon everybody was chattering away.  

It was not easy to handle the situation singled handed somehow I think I managed to entertain them with my my cooking, with my stories ...

There was so much to talk about,  so  much noise so much laughter......... and so much love

Happy family reunion of sorts ... what a happening

This morning all of them including Adli and siblings had left.

I watched them go until their cars disappeared from my view.

Suddently my home was so quiet.

I watered my plants 

I removed the dried leaves and flowers that littered my car

What else to do ....

It was quite hard to control a post-event feeling.

It was quite hard to hold back the tears....

The "crowd" 😃

I sooth myself by playing this song