salam dear blog dwellers.
if boys, as part of coming of age ritual, have their most important conversation with their fathers, we on the other hand sit down with our mothers for that inevitable chat. i just had one. very recently. i know it’s a bit late but hey, at least i had the chance to experience it.
it was, as i would recall, a beautiful day. i was walking with my mom, somewhere which i cant frankly remember, (it was a vague memory, although it happened just a few days ago, but..anyways). i was listening to my mom reminiscing her younger days before she suddenly shifted to my personal life.
” so what about you kakak, has anyone ever tried to, you know, get close to you”
i smiled. funny, i thought.
” hmm. there was a few but i simply gave them a cold shoulder, so cold that sent them away running almost immediately”
“why would you do that? “
“i dunno mom, i honestly dont know. i didnt feel and think they were for me”
she smiled at this.
” you know, you shouldnt be too much a snob if you ever want to get married you know. dont play too hard to get”
this time, i smiled.
” i dunno, i just dont want to play along with them. i’m just too ignorant for that kind of stuff, mom”
“try to befriend those australians, make friends with them. who knows you might get hooked up with one of them. hehe”
“haha. i dunno.” this idea is just way too far fetched. i am way too not-good-looking for them, aussies. no thanks. they wouldnt even look at me for more than 2 fleeting seconds.
but what my mom doesnt know is i do have high hopes in this whole ‘love’ business. it’s safe to say that i’m gonna just let God decide to whom i’ll get married . after all He’s the ONLY ONE i trust in. no other. when the time is right it will happen. insyaALLAH. no need to menggatal nak berboifriend jadah apa. buat dosa je.
fyi, islam doesnt recognise dating. nope.
