Ramadhan And Aidil Fitri - The Joy And The Sadness

SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIL FITRI, MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN to my dear friends, family and also to those few who might still be reading my blog :))



It has been so long since I last updated this blog and since then, so many interesting and eventful things had happened. We had some friends who came to visit and together, we had travelled to Luxembourg, Brussel, Bruge and two more places that I, right at this moment, had forgotten the names (old age is catching up :)) Right after our friends went home, within 2 days we had packed and moved to our new house in Den Haag. Then after a few days of moving, I had followed the Perwakilan Ladies to Metlach in Germany for a day of "shopping". The next day, we had a bit of "kenduri masuk rumah". Three days later, we went to Stockholm, Sweeden where we had a chance to go to Riga, Latvia. Five days after we came back from Sweeden, we had gone back to Malaysia. Hurray!!



We arrived back in Den Haag on 1st September, after six hectic weeks in Kedah, KL, Klang and Melaka. To those family and friends that I did not have the chance to meet, we are truly sorry.





I had a long fever and a cold right after we got back to Holland, and to make matters worse the heating system was faulty. No matter how many times I adjusted the temperature control, nothing happened. The house was colder than outside!! For someone who had just got back from a hot country and having fever at the same time, the house was very cold indeed. It turned out to be the "boiler" was switched off. Apparently the house had 2 different boilers for hot water and the heating system.



The last 2 1/2 months had been truly eventful. It was interesting going and visiting new places, meeting and getting to know different people, it was even more wonderful meeting my elderly parents and other family members. My parents looked older and frail, I wish I lived closer, not in Den Haag and not even in KL. I would have written about the places but my mind is occupied on more pressing and worrying matters. The joy of travelling and meeting family in recent months was somehow overshadowed by the recent event that happened to our family during the last week of Ramadhan. My sister's son-in-law was involved in the small plane crash in Kulai, Johor recently. The young trainee pilot did not survive the crash (condolence to her family), but Alhamdulillah my nephew managed to crawl out from the burning plane but he was burnt and is now currently in the ICU in Johor. I pray that he will be well and go home soon.



In this trying time and need, I wish I was in Malaysia and I lament the fact that I had changed my flight ticket to an earlier date. I want to be there for my niece and her family. The four children must be very sad, with none of the parents with them during raya, and the eldest one is going to sit for his UPSR in the coming week. I am very close to my niece and her family, their house is like a second home to us. How I wish I was there to support them. May Allah give them the strenght and patience to go through this trying moments.