Purrs & Hisses

That’s what I feel like right now. A bloated, bulat being. And why not, after having stuffed my face with fat-ladden Aidilfitri sweets and savouries for the past 48 hours. Thank gosh for futsal training tomorrow.

I love Hari Raya. For reasons obvious (hey, tis a real challenge for me to abstain from munching during the day, okay!) but more importantly, sentimental. Call me traditional or old-fashioned, but there’s just no beating the feeling I get when I hear those evergreen tunes, and especially the takbir Raya. Sayu sangat rasa hati.

I get all wishy washy inside during the festives, as I’m reminded of those who have left me. Of how I wish I could see them one last time, to tell them how much they mean to me.

Of course, Hari Raya also means that I’m reunited with those that I haven’t seen in a while. Today, as with the past few years’ 2nd Rayas, was the "29th July" day. Yup, every year on 2 Syawal, my wifey Qaty and ex-housemate Shasha (both 29 July babies) will welcome me to their open houses. But this year it’s extra-special. Because 2nd Raya 2005 had me witnessing these two lovely ladies add on something so amazing to their list of personal accomplishments–feeding their "mini thems." Still can’t believe that you two sweets are mommies!

Seeing them with their loving hubbies and gorgeous babies struck a chord inside of me. As a wide-eyed teenager, I had a dream of having three kids by 30. As my age grew higher, I’ve extended this deadline–3 by 35.

But now, it seems that for me to realise even one by 30 is totally unlikely. Don’t get me wrong, I do want to get married, and am totally head-over-heels in love with my darling beau (whom I’m sure will be reading this post…and I’m hoping that he won’t get the wrong idea here…am just spillin my mind k bebé). It’s just that I’ve seen so many marriages around me fail, and this has embedded paranoia in me somewhat.

But then again, I still have faith in this wisdom: "It’s better to have tried and failed than to have never tried at all." Plus, I’m sure the future would be bleak if it’s gonna be sans junior Selinas  ;) 

Anywho, I think this blowfish is just highly intoxicated with fatty foods at this moment. No worries–deflating process starts now…

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