Detachment Konon

When one made an appearance to the World Wide Web, and the presence is felt by family, friends and strangers… I guess there is no way one can fully detach themselves, even for a while.

I’ve had the longest 5 days of my life just last week, and when I decided to go mute, I knew there would be assumptions, speculations, or whatever you want to call it. Not that I am famous of course, but I still get the big WHY from people who know me. Who knew what I did was out of norm, and I wasn’t being myself at the mo.

But I knew better than to blab to people. I consulted God Almighty instead.

Kesimpulannya, merasa jugakla rasa pressure ala-ala Hollywood celebs bila orang asyik tanya2… hahahahaha…

p.s. Sila jangan tinggalkan comment2 yang boleh menimbulkan banyak lagi spekulasi. Terima kasih.

 

Mask vs Purdah

A lot of people are walking around wearing a mask now, to reduce the risk of H1N1. Irregardless of some beliefs that it doesn’t help much, I still think it doesn’t hurt to just practice the preventive measures. Besides, we have nothing to lose right?

Since last week, I have been having this thought. Rather than wearing those non-fashionable masks, it’d be great to wear the purdah like the Arabs. It’s mysterious, chic, and easier to wear. Best of all, it’s reusable. Good for the environment, you know!

With heavy eye make-up and the right arm candy, I’m starting to feel mysterious just thinking about it.

The right time and situation to start *ehem* covering up a little more, don’t you think? (eventhough it’s obviously for all the wrong reasons too, shame on me)

But hey, will let you know if I really made the switch. I wonder what would Mr. Hubs think…

 

Magical Ramadhan

Ramadhan has indeed been magical for me, and for us.

I rediscovered myself, and I realized how faith makes all things possible, and love makes them easy – thanks to you.

Detachment

I am detaching myself mentally & physically from everything and everyone around me for a while. Just don’t ask me why.

May this Ramadhan be magical for all of us. Amin.

Disconnected

Somehow, just before I fall asleep yesterday, I came up with this tag line,

Connected, when disconnected.

The reason?

Whilst waiting to be treated last few days at the hospital’s emergency, a couple with 2 girls were seated just across us. Both were busy with their iPhones – and the girls, busy entertaining themselves talking & singing non-stop. When the girls tried to talk to the daddy, the respond sounded irritated without even glancing up from the screen.

The same scenario Mr. Hubs told me he read about somewhere. A family goes out for dinner-the son is busy playing games on his PSP, the mum on the phone, the dad on his blackberry, another child playing with the food.

Last week, at the hospital’s cafeteria-a young mum with 2 girls was really chattering on the phone. Doesn’t sound like an important call you can’t ignore, just a normal girly conversation. A baby barely 1 year old on her lap, and an older girl sitting across her looking extremely bored. When we left the cafeteria, she was still on the phone.

Thus, I do think it’s good to be disconnected once in a while (or as much as you can), just to connect with your loved ones (unless if it’s long distance relationship we are talking about). Tell me what you think!

p.s. I am waiting for the doctor, hoping to be discharged today and my colleagues are on their way to Club Med Cherating. Oh well, maybe next time.

*Update : Green light to go from doc. Since momster chose to be disconnected (from the world wide web) when she’s at home, she won’t be updating until she gets connected again.