My Childhood Dreams
Assalamualaikum wbt
Oh. Help me. I miss my blog. I miss the green-orange background. I miss its smell. Eh? I miss its 19 blooming sunflowers. I miss the only Cik Butterfly. Wow. Very precise. 19-1. Eceh. My favorite number! 😎
Since I’ve gained a good book-licking mood (which makes me study till the book drops!), the mood has refrained me from putting even an eye on my blog. And now, my addiction kills my nerve. Hehe. Perhaps, blogging is my second drug that comes after coffee.
Yesterday, Kak Inah shared her chilhood dreams in her entry. Because she is a well known genius, she made it as a tag and I am one of the victims. So, what were my childhood dreams?
1) To cure and kill people with my two hands. Nauzubillahi min zaalik. 😛 Of course, nothing else but to become a doctor. I shared the story of my early days in school here. Highly recommended to read this post in order to get the idea of my primer childhood dream. But promise me, don’t laugh. 😀
2) To visit Kaabah. When I was 9 or 10, my Tok Lebak went for hajj and umrah a few times with her children and sisters. Later, my dad went there too. We were not rich back then. I always dream of going there with my Tok Lebak. I don’t know why. Maybe in my mind as a kid, I looked at her as an experienced person (since she has been there for more than twice). So, she could possibly guide me on how to perform the umrah or hajj. That’s why, one of my plans is to catch a stable economic status by age of 26 and I want to go to Makkah Al-Mukarammah with my parents, my Tok Lebak and Tok Penang. Amin.
3) I want to own a house and set up a mini library in it. Everything was inspired by both my father and mother. They have plenty of book collections at home. The book shelves are congested with books ranging from 70s to the most recent years. First and foremost, I want to upgrade the book keeping system in my house and later, when I have my own house, I want a special room dedicated for book keeping and reading purposes, Insya Allah.
4) I was a fan of Umbrella Band. Ok. Stop laughing. Hehe. One of my dreams was to meet them. Guess what. My dream came true! When I was in standard 5, they came to my town and on my way back from tuition at school, I stopped by at the Dataran Temerloh in front of Pelangi Supermarket (which is no longer there) somewhere at Lurah Semantan. But there’s nothing to proud of. Too lame and lagha to be remembered.
5) To get married right after completing my first degree. I know, this dream won’t come true. 🙂
My dreams were very ordinary. I am an ordinary girl who comes from an ordinary family. Therefore, I never wish for something extraordinary. But if happens that Allah wants to grant me some, I’ll accept them with arms wide open. 😀
Mind to share your childhood dreams? Please do. I would love to read them. 🙂
Note 1: My Google Reader has 100 plus new entries from my dear friends! Will catch them up this weekend. *Looking at the calender thinking what will I have for the weekend*
Note 2: The photo was taken during the ‘radio buruk’ incident in 1991. 😆