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Tuesday 23 December 2014

Just Married!

Assalamualaikum and Hello readers!
I've been missing again am I?
But this time I promise you I was missing for a good reason, I am married!
Alhamdulillah syukur, like finally right?
Had been busy with all the preparations and stuff.
Imma update soon with all the preparations, solemnisation and dinner and everything!
STAY TUNED lovelies!


Monday 10 November 2014

My Selfish Confession

I know this might be one of the sensitive issue to talk about, but I just really need to get it off my chest. So here goes nothing...
I was born a Christian. As some of you may know my dad was a free thinker Chinese and my mom is a Filipino Christian.
I developed my interest towards Islam when I was still in my mid teenage years. About 15, 16 years old I guess. I was a curious cat. Asking a lot of questions about the religion. I was in a whole lot of denial and confusion back then.
I remember sometimes I would skipped classes in school just to be in the library. And sometimes on weekend I would bug my dad to bring me to the town's library.  No, I wasn't revising on some upcoming exams. Not at all. I was actually there for my 'research'. Like I said, I had too much questions to ask and not all of my friends were able to answer some of it. And many gave different answers. So I might as well find the answers on my own.
And as I was searching & searching I kinda got interested to it and spend most of my time hanging out with the Muslim friends because I wanted to know more. But nevertheless, I never take any action upon it. I was just assuming that it was all for the sake of gaining knowledge and that I learn to be more open minded knowing more about stuff like this.

And all of this happened before I met him. So for those who despise him for introducing Islam to me, you're wrong. I was introduced to Islam all on my own. And ofcourse with the influence of being in a school of mixed races and religions. And nope he doesn't go to my school. It hurts to know that some of the people I know despise him for making me convert. They don't like the idea of him making me choosing this path.
Yes he is the first Muslim guy I ever really dated. And many said I changed a lot blabla, my life changes blabla since I dated him. And they think that I chose to convert because I really love him. Seriously?
Just to clarify, yes I am really in love with him. But that doesn't affect the choices that I made for my life.
It was never because of the idea of him or loving him or wanting to marry him that made me convert. I converted 2 years ago. And honey 2 years ago I wasn't even sure I would be his wife. And to be honest 2 years ago, both me and him were having a serious crisis in our relationship. It was a 50-50 chances of us to be back together again but yet I choose to revert knowing the fact that during that time, I might possibly not end up to be with him forever.
So it wasn't him, it was never him. It is me. I am the one who got so interested in this religion that I can't help wanting to be a part of it and embracing it for the rest of my life. So instead of blaming him. Blame me.
And please don't give me the whole 'I know you will be back' 'You will return to the right path' 'You sure you aren't regretting this' 'I don't think you find peace in this' kinds of advices. I appreciate the concern but I don't want it.
To be honest its a bit disrespectful sometimes. It would be like me saying 'hey Islam is saint' or 'Islam is great, you're a sinner for not converting' Its exactly almost the same, on a vice and verse term. It sounds awful and disrespectful to the non Muslim right? So stop it.
I am not regretting any of the choices I made. I am happy and at peace. And I will never change my mind, even if you are pointing a gun to me. Never. It took me years to decide to walk on this path, with my dad himself constantly reminding me for 2 years to think it over and over about the decisions I wanted to make just so I won't regret. My dad was guiding me throughout it.
So for those who got misconception of the reason I revert. This is part of my story. And if some of you got offended by it, I am sorry. Because I had been hurting for years of my life keeping all of these on my own, and feeling sorry for him to get misunderstood a lot. I decided to selfishly tell my story and my feelings. Forgive me, if I have ever wronged any of you in anyways.

Monday 8 September 2014

In remembrance of you

September 4th.
This is the date I'll always remember.
I remember writing a post about you 2 years ago, a month after you left.
And today here I am writing about you all over again.
As a matter of fact, I believe I will never run out of things to write about you. Well, ofcourse never, you had been present in my life for a good 19years. And another 2 years in my heart and forever as long as mine is still beating.
Ever heard of Alter Bridge's In Loving Memory?
I swear everytime this song came up, there is not a single time that I never cry. In fact, I just cried a few seconds ago listening to it again. This song reminds me a lot about you. It's as if this song were made exactly for us.
Yes its been two whole years but sometimes it still hurts. For the reason that I still feel you, your presence, sometimes guiding me. Many said I resemble a lot of you. What not? We basically share the same favorite songs, same favorite movies, same hobbies, same talents.
Even one of the reason behind my Islam name Ayra Daniesya, is the combination of your name and my birth name Daniel + Sherlyn = Daniesya.
I used to be so depending on you. So clingy.  I'd give you a call whenever I met the slightest obstacles. I would tell and share all my problems to you. From frienship to relationship advices to life lessons. And most of the serious conversations took place in the car. We could just sit in the car for hours outside the school, outside a friend's house before I'm off to a sleepover, just talking about everything.
I remember our last talk was a topic about converting. I was dating A'a for 2 years back then. I asked you what do you think about it. You had always been a free thinker. You were so open minded about it. Lucky me. You told me you trust him enough to let him take care of me for the rest of my life. But its me the one you're not quite sure of. You were afraid that I would regret because I used to be the rebellious wild one at heart. But then you mention you would support me despite everything that would happen. But you knew that I would not regret about it because you knew he is a good guy. You told me you like him because you can actually see that he loves me deeply, and that he gave you a first good impression by being a gentleman to asked for your permission to bring me out on a first date. As cliche as it sound, it really happened. I remember getting ready upstairs, he told me he was on his way, and when I came down, he was there at the living room shaking hands with you asking you for a permission. And the look on your face was indescribably proud.
I could never thank you enough for showing so much support in my life. You have done so much.
In spite of the fact that you're gone, you still mean the world to me.
You are forever my guardian angel. You are forever my hero.
You are the best dad one princess could ever have. I love you dad, always.




Tuesday 26 August 2014

Sweet Escape

I'll reminisce on my previous getaways with him before I come to this one okay? Okay.
We started our first getaway on 2011, Kuching. We were there to get his cert. But it wasn't a pleasant trip, not at all.
Second was Kuching also, 2012. This time it's better. It was with a bunch of friends. We planned it out of a blue. We were all young, wild and free. Part of the trip went a little too dramatic but it was worth while.
2013, still Kuching. Road trip all the way from Miri to Kuching for his eldest brother wedding there. Went there with both of our family. It was really a hectic schedule, going out and about town the entire time we were there. 
And here comes 2014. Bintulu, just a couple weeks ago. A two days trip. It was his second brother's engagement over there. A convoy road trip with his families. I even got the chance to visit his workplace.

Finally, our recent trip, it is our 5th getaway together. This time we went with his mom and his third brother.
his brother took the morning flight that day that's why he isn't in the picture.



Day 1 
Arrived KLIA2 in the middle of the night. Drove an hour plus to Port Dickson. Quick supper at Ijaz Corner before settling down at the resort. We were staying at Residence Desa Lagoon Resort, Port Dickson. This place is a real beauty with its blue coloured theme all around it. They have 2 swimming pools, a gym, a cafe, a spa, a gate excess to the beach. Ultimately peaceful and relaxing.

Day 2 
Brunch at Ashraf's Cafe. Headed to Philippine Embassy to collect his mom's new passport. And when the important things had all settled. We went to Ikea for the famous Swedish dishes. And then a little window shop at The Curve. And oh we watched Expandables 3, just to kill some time. And then it's back to the resort again.



Ikea!




Bunch of anti socials



Day 3
Melaka! Yes Melaka. It was a last minute plan by his brother. But glad he did. And he even plan to bring us to Genting, but it was too far so we ended up at Seremban. Went shopping at the AEON Seremban 2 Shopping Centre. And then dinner at Domino's Pizza at Port Dickson.
















Day 4
Because we've been waking up super early and going to bed super late for the past few days. So we spent the whole day staying in. Plus sayang had wanted to go to the resorts gym and swimming pool since day one. We had plenty of rest that day. Finally went touring around the resort. Swimming. And then we went out for a late dinner at Sarah Seafood, PD Waterfront.

Day 5
Checked out from the lovely resort. Brunch at Seremban before riding the KTM to KL Sentral. And then Masjid Jamek → Sungei Wang Plaza → Pavilion → KLCC and back to KL Sentral to get our luggage and final destination, KLIA2. Yep, we were sleeping there for the night just so we won't missed our flight the next morning.






Day 6
Flight back to Miri 7:20AM.
Miri.

The end of the 6Days5Nights sweet short escape.
And I am already looking forward for our 6th getaway. Well not that soon for sure. Need to settle our big thing first before the next vacation. May Allah ease all the plans and procedures, Aamiin.