This Entry Is In Malay Language....~~

Hari ni Black Mouse tak dapat nak speaking2 sebab isu yang bakal di perkatakan sangat dekat dengan kita, orang Melayu. Makin hari, makin ramai orang kita yang hanyut di laman sosial. Saya sendiri tak terkecuali. Sejak memegang status suri rumah sepenuh masa, habis semua game di laman sosial, saya kerjakan. Tapi bukan itu yang nak saya sentuh. Saya ingin sekali nak sentuh pasal keselamatan diri.

Sejak kawan-kawan meningkat dewasa, masing2 ada kerjaya yang memberi pulangan lumayan. Alhamdulillah, susah payah ibu bapa menghantar kita ke pusat pengajian akhirnya mebuahkan hasil. Maka dapatlah kita lihat `hasil` tersebut di laman-laman sosial. Rumah pertama, kereta pertama, beg tangan designer, kasut designer dan macam-macam lagi kebendaan mewah yang di kongsi di sana. Dan wujud juga golongan yang gemar check-in ke "my crib" atau "my lovely house" di ikuti dengan tag pada kawasan kediaman mewah.

"Rilek la Black Mouse, kau dengki ke tak dapat?". Bukan. Saya nak bercakap pasal isu keselamatan. Dah beberapa kenalan di laman sosial yang saya nampak di rompak. Yang terbaru, kereta di pecah masuk semasa kereta di park dekat porch rumah individu tu sendiri. Mungkin kita rasa selamat share macam2 kemewahan kita sebab semua yang kita add di laman sosial memang stictly friends and relatives. Tapi, tolong pergi jauh sikit. Ramai juga yang saban hari hilang laptop, hilang smartphone, yang mana ada yang tak sempat nak logout pun account laman sosial masing2. Peluang ini boleh saja di gunakan oleh pihak-pihak yang berniat tidak baik.

Bukan niat saya nak halang anda dari kemewahan. Itu wang titik peluh anda, hak anda. Cuma bila nak share di laman sosial, fikir-fikirlah. Mungkin dalam keasyikkan kita nak berkongsi `hasil`dengan kawan2, kita mengundang padah pada diri sendiri. Boleh jadi pendapat Black Mouse ni salah, anda yang bijak pandai tentu boleh decide sendiri yang terbaik untuk diri anda.

Pada Black Mouse, apa yang di miliki, biarlah kawan2 nampak sendiri. Semoga diri Black Mouse ingat dengan pesan sendiri, Insya-Allah. (Ejaan ini di perakui oleh seorang ustaz as acceptable in Malaysia kerana telah di daftar dengan Dewan Bahasa dan Pustaka. Ianya tidak membawa maksud yang bertentangan.)

11 March..

Today marks one year of Blackmouse losing both her beloved parents.

11 March will never be just a date on a calendar. It is a day which will remind me that in split second, life can change drastically.

Today, last year, I was suddenly an orphan - who is jobless and not yet married. I suddenly had no one to depend on except for my siblings, fiancé and best friends. Suddenly, there's no one to nag about my wedding preparations. I was suddenly alone!

Later on, I stayed with my sister while hopping on every interview I was offered with a fake confidence. I no longer need the job for money or to build career, all I need was something to keep me busy. I had to keep my every tear from falling each time I got ready for an interview. When my late parents were around, they have been the ones I called to share about it. But suddenly, I had no one to share about it. No one will tell me that I'll do good during the interview or whenever I did not get through the interview, they always know the right words to say.

As the last child of the family, I must say that I am pretty attached to them. I have always been their baby. So, staying with my sister, her husband and their two kids (my nephew & niece) was never easy. It really hurt to see the happy family. The happy family reminded me of how I used to behave around my late parents. How they (my late parents) will always provide what I needed. Although some which I used to go against, but now I totally understand why.

Today, 11 March 2013, I am still an orphan, but now a housewife. My husband had to go out of town for work. And at this moment of time, I just realized that I'm alone. All my loved ones are far away from me. I know that they are all a call away, but what would I say when I call them? I'll only end up crying. I need a hug. I think I've forgotten how it feels like being hugged.....especially by my late parents.

Allow me one last line in my first language, Malay.

Allah sayang anak yatim piatu, insya-Allah Dia tolong kurangkan rasa sunyi dan rindu ni. 

Making A Come Back...

So.....my last post was in May 2010 huh? That was like almost 3 years ago!! God, of course a lot of things have changed ever since. I am finally cleaning away the dusts on my blog! And I would like to thank fellow bloggers who have visited my blog and drop their comments even when I was not actively blogging. Thank you. :)

Just some "highlights" on my past 3 years....

2011 --  blackmouse finally found the one for her..

2012 --  blackmouse lost both her parents in a car accident.. :(  

picture speaks a thousand words they say?..

On another note, blackmouse got married the same year (without having her beloved parents to watch the most important moment of her life). And that led us to 2013, the year where I quit my job to move to the same state as my husband.

*sigh*

Looking at that picture again, I just lost my words. I have not seen them for a very long time. Nor do I get to hear their voice. In this world of high technology, where even an average priced handphone could record a video, I NEVER took a video of my late parents. I have videos of cats, rabbits and even some bands rocking at a show, but not my loved ones.

Ok, I should stop here.