Thursday, April 23, 2015

Mehndi & Wedding in Manchester


so let's get on with Part 2!

it was my first time witnessing the pakistani wedding tradition.
i didn't know what to expect.
when my cousins got engaged, we only saw the pictures, and i was already confused.

here in Malaysia, when we get engaged, the mother of our future husband is the one who puts the ring on her future daughter in law.

but it's different with them.

the future husband puts the ring on his future bride.
in front of a lot of people.

i wonder what's it like for the muslims in China, arab countries, and everywhere else la.
heeeeeee.. curious gak kan!

anyway, i missed the Henna Night, or as we call it, malam berinai.
i thought it would be like how our malam berinai would be. but mom said it was like a night of partying politely in my cousin's house.

then there's Menhdi. which is a different version of malam berinai.

jeng jeng jennnnngggggg!!!

the set, it's AMAZING!
the theme was moroccan, and it was on point! (i always see people commenting this: your *this* is on point! your *that* is on point! nak join the 'on point' club too mehehehe)

that day, nadrah was a bit jetlagged. it was only 6pm and she was already ready to sleep through into the night. i was worried because i want to sleep normally by then. and if she's going to wake up in the middle of the night, i know i won't get my sleep. she's the sort yang tak suka tengok orang tido.

so the mehndi was held at the hilton hotel.
and plannya camni.
my cousin tasha will come to the hotel entrance in a horse carriage, and we, the bffs and family girls will escort her in with candles in our hands.

it sounds so cool, the entrance.
problem was, we had to wait for her outside, and it was windy like crazy.
the candles couldn't stand it. they were quickly blown out..
and i was shivering too. 

but we escorted her anyway. heee! best tau tengok tasha naik carriage macam cinderella, and then she climbs out where the boys held this piece of cloth above her head covering her like its an umbrella, like how we malays hold up bunga mangga.
and then we girls follow them from behind.

then we enter the hall with tasha and the boys leading. and then we placed the candle thingy on the stage.

dramatic gila la entrance dia. 

after that, we waited for the guy to come. it took them about an hour, and i was already sleepy, still jetlagged.

when the guy arrived, he was serenaded with loud drumming, and i was glad, coz i almost snoozed. haha! nadrah, on the other hand, was still comfortably sleeping in her stroller, even with the loud drumming going on! hebat ok.
and i'm sorry sayang. i didn't want you to sleep through, and i didn't want you to miss out on this 'party'. i had to wake you up.

ummi: nadrah, smile!
nadrah: *no. whatevs*


white girls dancing for a pakistani party. bahahaha!

from my observation, mehndi night is like bersanding. relatives go up the stage where the future husband & wife sat, and bless them. kita baling daun daun kan, diorang kasi makan something sweet, and then threw some splashes of water on their faces.

nadrah, nak share tak cupcakes ni? =p

ummi. i found this thing on the floor.

you can have it coz it seems useless for me.

gee, thanks nadrah. hehe!

after the whole blessing ceremony, the food came and it was delicious! briyani diorang memang ada UMPH! seriously, just the rice would suffice. no need for kuah dal or whatever. but with the dal, it was 100times better! sedap gila!

i really really love indian food.

we left at around 10pm-ish. couldn't stay longer, padahal that's when the "party really started" as my cousin irfan said. thanks irfan, but no thanks. we were so tired already.
(it was the day we went to Old Trafford).

the end for mehndi night!


jeng jeng!

jeng jeng!

jeng dejeng jeng jennnnggggg!

jeng dejeng jeng dejeng jeng jenggggg!!!!

crazy details kan!?!?
i wish i could show my tasha's wedding attire. it was heavily beaded and embellished with the riches colours of red, black, gold and blinged up like crazy that if the place it blacked out, her blings would give light. memang shining shimmering spleeennndiiidddd~

before the wedding started, we all had to wait outside at the foyer. serenaded by a string quartet, nadrah couldn't hold her inner ballerina. i posted a video of her dancing to the songs on instagram =B
i don't know where she learnt twirling, but mom said, i was like that when i was about her age. i would dance whenever i hear good music.

here's a secret.
i was offered to participate in "So You Think You Can Dance" many times. but i declined. coz, you know. modesty.
if you believe me, well. don't. coz i was just joking. mueheheheheeeee =p

nadrah & ummi enjoying the music =)

Ya Allah, Nadrah! where are you going?!

nadrah's bodyguards

for a wedding, i was wearing the least vibrant colours of all.

Jubah Shazfa in Dark Green

so festive -_-

in my defense, i wanted to pack a baju kurung songket i just got, but it turns out, i couldn't walk in it coz the kain was too tight at the ankle T_T 
and i had to wear green because:
1. i love green
2. i wanted to match with nadrah
3. too lazy to think of any other colour
4. bag was too full already. sukahati laaaaa!

oh well. heheeee =)

i am so grateful i get to witness the nikah!
it was beautiful!

i didn't understand most part of it coz they were speaking in urdu, but you just know what they're talking about. i was there, i thought, i know what that felt like.

the nikah was like this:
the girl and her bridesmaids, and family are in a room, not in the hall, and the imam sits down with her and lay all the terms and conditions apply, and then she says "ji", and then that's it.

the girl signs the papers and stuff, then the imam head to the guy who waits in the hall.

the imam lays out the terms and conditions apply, and then, the guy nods, and done. he signs the papers, and they're officially married!

then every guy in the hall goes up to the guy and congratulates him personally.

cool kan?
simple je.

i saw tasha crying when the imam tells her the T&C, which reminded me of how i cried when i was about to get married. listening to the imam has that effect i guess.
honestly, i cried because i was thinking if i've done enough for my mom and dad. if i had been a good daughter. 
it's something we can never know kan? until Judgement Day.. wuuuuuuu!!!!

ok ok, back to the wedding!
basically, that was it. it was the nikah and then, MAKAN!

i don't know what they're called, but serious woo.

ayam masak rempah wooo. sedap woooo!

benda ni pun, i don't know the name, but sedaaaaap gila mamam tangan dia. lemak manis santan kelapa muda i tell ya!

less stories, more pictures i say!

nadrah could've been the flower girl.
only, she doesn't walk down the isle.
she walks wherever she wants to. haha!

seriously nadrah. this must be your favourite pose. nanti ummi buat compilation of this pose of yours.
it's called the 
"UMMIIIII!" pose.
(pose mintak dukung) hmph.

meh ai suap ye ayang?

are we done yet???

i'm meltinggggggg of boredommmmm!

oh! a speck!

at 1 year plus, nadrah is already an expert at photobombing.
i'm so happy =')
i taught her well. hahaha!

the wedding was beautiful =)

i wish my cousin tasha & her hubby kasim a lifelong happiness in dunia and on till jannah, in sha Allah! may you both be blessed with children who will take care of you both and make you happy! welcome to marriage life!!!

it isn't like the movies, but hey, make your own movie k? a bollywood one at that!
make your kids sing and dance at random moments and places k?
hahahaha! joking jokingggg!


before i end the post, i just wanna share with you something. teeeheeeee =p

so my family and tasha's second cousin's family sat at the same table.
nadrah is always moving around, so when comes to us, its between me & mom.
so this girl who sat next to mom started talking to us and stuff. she's a real sweet person, nice and very very positive. love that about her! so we were talking, and then she asked me who i came with. so i said, i came with my mom, my brothers, my daughter...
then she was like "your daughter?"
i said "yeah"
and she said "oh my God. i thought she was your mom's daughter!"
and then, aku ni bibik ke? i thought.
"hahaha! mom looks that young right!" i said instead.
"How old are you?" she asked me.
"28 this year. How about you?" i asked her back. she had her mouth open, then she said something to her mom, and looked back at me and made sure i was saying the correct age.
"How old do you think i am?" she asked me playfully.
"Errrr... 20? 21?" i said.
"I'm 16!" she said.

and then both her and her mom started ogling at mom and i and saying to each other how they can't believe we look like this for our age.

"What's your secret?" she asked.
Don't wear too much makeup, i wanted to say.
"Genetic, i guess. Haha! Not sure, but perhaps just being happy and healthy" i said instead. hehe!

my 83 year old grandmom doesn't look her age. my aunts and my mom too. so it must be genetic.

thank you Allah for this nikmat! it's one of those things i never asked Allah for, but He blessed me with it anyway. alhamdulillah!

nadrah, that aunty thought i was 16 too.
ihikkkk ihiikkkk iihhiiiikkk!!!!

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Manchester & Liverpool: Anak edition!


as some of you might've known, nadrah & i went on a vacation with my mazer, and brazers. mother and brothers gais.

at first, i was very reluctant about going. the whole intention of going on this vacation was my cousin's wedding. then, alang-alang dah pergi jauh, baik gi eurotrip skali kan? buy 2 clothes with 1 price gitu. =p

before i story mory about the vacay, here's a lil' background story mory about my cousingg. kecek ganung pulop. sorry boh.

ok, my cousin Tasha & Irfan are children of my aunt, Aunty nilo, who is my mom's elder sister. so aunty nilo went to UK long long time ago to further studies in Law and she got married to a pakistani man, Uncle Malik, and he's a local brit la. speaks in british accent and all.
so my cousins, tasha & irfan, are both half malay, but they were born and raised in UK, so they don't speak malay much (except for some curse words. which i admit, was our bad. when we were so much younger, teaching them malay words were boring. so we taught them some bad words. we were kids! that's what kids do! prank each other and stuff... don't do this k kids.), they have british accents, and they were more in tuned with the pakistani culture than malay.

to be honest, cultures are just traditions that has small amount of religion in it, so it's not something we should be proud of or anything.
but it is interesting to watch and learn =)

tasha is the eldest, and she got married to kasim, a pakistani guy, who also speaks with british accent.

ps: sorry i have to repeat the accent thing. i just don't want you to imagine a hindi accent or anything other. =p

of course the whole family from malaysia was invited. but my family and my cousin's (Faressa & Uncle Zul) represented the whole lot.

ok. i think that's enough of the background story. now let's story mory! weee!!

so it started at KLIA.

wow, bestnya family photo kami. -_-

Me: bye sayang! i'm gonna miss you!
Hubs: bye nadrah! i'm gonna miss you!

seriously -_-

before this, the furthest i've been with nadrah was to Chiang Mai, which wasn't that long. but this time, i was so worried, because it's about 20 hrs flight + transit, so i took all the 'in case's with me and tumpang bag orang lain. kesian bros. bag cenonet pun tetiba ada pampers la, ada buku la, bahahaha =p

so throughout the flight, alhamdulillah nadrah was very cool. she didn't care about the lift off or the turbulence. it was like a roller coaster ride for her! that's my girl!! =')
cuma, she didn't want to sleep.
and it really got me tired because, well. i WANTED the sleep. oh well. 
imagine when the lights were dimmed, and people were snoring away, nadrah was still playing with me and my mom, and of course, running up and down the isle. hewhewwww~

it was so awkward, funny and disgusting tho, in the plane.
the steward/desses didn't know who the father of nadrah is, so they just assumed one of my bros is the dad.
ada one time, a stewardess carried nadrah, and nadrah said "ayahji!! ayahji!!" while bending her body towards my brother Agy, whom she calls ayahji.
and the stewardess said, "what? you want your daddy?"
so i said, no, that's her uncle.
"oh, is this your daddy?" she asked nadrah while pointing at my eldest bro, ike.
i said, no, that's also her uncle.
and then she looked confused.

what's so confusing? my husband didn't come with me. that's all.

20 hours later...

NADRAH! alhamdulillah, kita dah sampai Manchester! weee!

really? Manchester? let me see!!

where is it ummi? tak nampak pun!

nadrah. pantang nampak camera.

alhamdulillah, dah sampai tu, we waited for aunty nilo & irfan to pick us up for a bit.
oh, forgot to mention.

it was a drizzle actually, but it might as well just be a snowstorm. it was COLD!
and i'm allergic to cold! 

fiuh! sampai rumah aunty nilo ada heater! so can take off our jackets, and RUN!
applies to nadrah only. 
the rest of us were still in our jackets. hehe!

ayahcho, give me the camera.

give it to me NOWWWWW!

told ya. nadrah pantang tengok camera.

lepaking at aunty nilo's place was so comfortable that i accidentally fell asleep. i think only nadrah got her full rest. she slept in the stroller, then on the ride to aunty nilo's place. so she was so hyper, i was glad that the house didn't have that many things for her to 'kemas' while i slept. and she was so scared of irfan! hahahaha! 

nadrah ni, truth to be told, is famous in manchester, among the families la i mean.
i always share videos and pictures at the family whatsapp group and i didn't know my mom shares them with the her siblings.
so there was this one particular video that got viral.

it was of her reading the arabic letters. i showed her the flash card, and she says what it is.
kejap je pun video tu. but my mom shared it with her siblings, and aunty nilo shared it with her kids, then her kids shared it with their friends and cousins, then the friends and cousins shared them with who knows who!

so camtu la. 

irfan was expecting that, after all the video watching, nadrah and him would be best friends at first sight. 

obviously not. kesian sangat. i told him, it's probably the beard. her dad doesn't have much. so does her uncles. 

after lepaking, eating and tapauing food from aunty's place, we head on to our hotel.
malam tu, nadrah and i collapsed.
jetlagged like crazy! hehehe!
mom went to tasha's malam berinai that night, and i don't even remember opening the door and talking to her when she got back. i was sleepwalking! hahahhaahahaha!!

the next day, alhamdulillah, we were ok. not that jetlagged.
and it was COLD!

ummi.. seriously. tak cukup bungkus i lagi ke? i'm obviously fine.

no nadrah. the cold is cold ok! ummi knows what's best! =p

we went to Old Trafford the next day. my bros are fans. since i went already last time i came to manchester, i just sat out on the tour and lepak with my doter.

we went SHOPPING~

yeah right. i takde la banyak duit pun. cuci mata je and takde mende nak buat. and it was cold. so lepak kat kedai je =)

do not be fooled by the brightness of this pic. it was so cold, i bundled nadrah like a sushi. muahahaha!

i didn't know there's a Di Maria.
i know there's a Maria Di Sini je...
bahahahahhahahahaha =8P

and nadrah, as usual, buat macam rumah sendiri ya!
yes yes! those balls are for you to kick! if they do anything inappropriate, you tendang sampai dia masuk ke dalam. ok?
good girl!

doa dulu sebelum memberi tendangan halilintar.

nak monkey ke nak bear?
she wanted them both.
i managed to distract her, and took her outside so that she wouldn't grab anything i have to pay for. muehehe =p

no ummi. it's not cold. i prove to you.
(she didn't wanna wear all the extra protections i got her..)

ha ye la nadrah. 
we were running around at the open space. then i saw my bros and mom walking towards us. habis tour daaahhh. 

my bros puas hati la dapat masuk stadium man utd. =)

so the next day pulak, we went to Liverpool.

we borrowed irfan's company driver and their van to go to Liverpool. For those of you who doesn't have a child and a veteran, capable of walking long distance and reading maps, then i suggest you to take the train. last time, my friends and i did that. it's cheaper, a lot of walking, but given the right weather and company, it wouldn't feel that tiring =) oh, and you'll walk through The Beatles memory lanes from the train station to the shopping mall. so, that'll be nice!

we went to The Beatles' museum first because my uncle and bros are fans. i am, but takde la hardcore. 

if you're into seeing these kinda stuff, then, silakaaaannn!! =D

sambil tu, kita lepak makan ye cayang?
haip. nak gi mana tu?!
*wearing Floral Cardi in Pastel Green (mint green yang tak mint sangat) and Tudung Mutia in Yellow. Both from La Kayena dearies!*

anak jepun.

since her dad didn't come with us, i told nadrah.
Nadrah, kalau you rindu abah, just wear specs, and look in the mirror.

ummi. no more jackets, please. or else.....

uishhhh!! engkau ni!! berat laaahhhh!!
baby-carrying-pic. failed.

when we had to go outside again..
nope. still cold. ok nadrah. JACKET ON!

kesian cayang ucuk ni.
nasib cute =p

this part, ya Allah. bila teringat. rasa nak nangis pun ada.
right over the chained railing tepi tu, is water and boats. and nadrah being a self-proclaimed professional swimmer, wanted to SWIM right there and then!
mom and i had to pull her back, get her on the stroller, and tried to make her stop crying and see reason. but babies.
what do they know about being rational? bahahahahaaaaaa.... -__-

alhamdulillah we managed Storm Girl.
by giving her milk.
milk kat sana sedap ok!

this is the behind side of the museum, by the way.
there're loads of shops and cafes. so you can chill anywhere. it's clean too!
i didn't shop much. just 2 stuffed toys nadrah picked up and gomol gomol until i had to buy it.. pandai dia kan...

we went to see some other Beatles places too. like this one.

oh johnny. you so boring.
i wanna shop.

ni Kak Elie.
she's one of the people The Beatles sang in All the Lonely People.
siapa tau lagu tu, anda hebat. the lyrics. the people. serious wow.

being there the second time wasn't as fun as before, but seriously, between 2010 and 2015, a LOT has changed!
and not to mention, there were at least 5 bachelorette parties going on in one area! how do we know? well, they were wearing skimpy clothes, had either a sash that said 'bridesmaid' and 'bride-to-be'. one group was carrying balloons in a shape of a male's private. 
how they survived in skimpy clothes and HIGH HEELS, WITHOUT SOCKS EVEN, in that cold, i have no idea. kudos. 

sooooo.. ummmm.. i guess that's it!
Part 1, that is.
muehehehheheheeee =p
i tell ya. my holiday stories are going to be like this from now on.
a battle between the adults and a baby. =p