My cousin Mimie asked me these

To be honest, I don't do tags but, please do not misunderstand me. I have nothing against tags or those who enjoy doing it. *Peace!*

7 qualities of my dream girl
1. take care and fulfill her solats
2. crazy - we are crazy about each other
3. she is there to cool me down, when I am mad
4. when I am down, she is there
5. love my parents
6. partner-in-crime
7.

7 crushes
1. Renee Zelwegger
2. Reese Whitterspoon
3. Kate Winslet
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7 feelings about dating a girl I like
1. conscious
2. scared
3. palpitation
4. asking stupid lame questions
5. euphoria
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7 special places to visit with my life partner
1. cineplex
2. cooking class
3. cycling in park
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7 special gifts to her
1. an umbrella?
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7 songs to be sung to her
1. I Can't Smile Without You - Barry Manilow
2.
3. Jangan Tinggal Daku - P. Ramlee
4. Anugerah Terindah Yang Pernah Ku Miliku - Sheila On 7
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7.

Now, what are with the blanks?

I just let life to fill in them because life is always full of surprise, isn't it?

Slumdog Millionaire

This movie I tell you, really deserves the Oscar nominations. And A.R. Rahman, you did a brilliant job, man! *clap-clap-clap*

photo credit here

Mrs Mustopa

My one and only sister will be here for my convocation this coming May. I so can't wait to bring her to Masjid Kampus UGM and astonish her with a national library of religious books there. *finger crossed*

i think i like raisins

Nice of my housemate's girlfriend to give us some Ponggal rice - rice that cooked with fresh cow's milk, raisins, cashew nuts and brown sugar in an earthen pot. Actually, it was Thai Ponggal festival for all Hindus on Wednesday, as it begins in the harvesting month of Thai. One of the celebration is cooking Ponggal rice; as a way of saying grace to god for bountiful harvest.

On the next day, there were still some Ponggal rice ingredients that left over from previous day, so she decided to finished them up and cook another pot of Ponggal rice without saying grace or reciting a prayer.

In short, it was my first experience eating Ponggal rice and I couldn't resist a second helpings.

The Khutbah

It is common here to see the Imam reading Friday sermon without actually reading text. But yesterday was a different experience, at least for me. Not because the sermon was delivered by the Imam reading the text, but what struck and touched me most was the sermon itself. I do not know its exact title, but it was related to Palestinian suffering and war in Gaza.

So my holiday is officially over

and the mission, is accomplished; no movies at cineplex, no vacation, no shopping and no spending.

Plus, I've learned new thing:

If you hate yourself, go film yourself!