Aidilfitri this year generally is kinda mundane. Probably because it is hindered by the fact that the roads and highways were all congested with vehicles; so a few plans have to be terminated. Still, spiritually, I feel a sense of accomplishment, and hoping that the recent Ramadhan etched a permanent positive impact in my life. Amin.
With my 2 years old Jubah. I love Jubah. Airy and breezy. Feels like waterfall cascading. And suitable for desert-like place. Amin……….!
The dishes. By Mak.
Anyway today, on the 7th Raya marks my last day in Jitra before going back to Serendah tomorrow; had a few Raya close-knitted tete-a-tete, gatherings and visits with relatives to re-cap.
Kak Alia as a wife. Awww….. Hahahaa!
First, my cousin Kak Alia and her newly-wed husband came. Actually, they were supposed to come with Mak Ngah Nah and Kak Aida all the way from Lahar Kepar but then Kak Aida suddenly caught a fever. Her health is kinda fragile and it will be worsen if she isn’t in her best shape. So, Kak Alia just came with her husband, Abang Najib. Initially, Mak had prepared quite a number of delicacies for Mak Ngah Nah and all but we still savoured all (,”). It was nice having the old Kak Alia, the cheerful and exuberant lady.
Me with Pak Caq & Mak Caq. Caq is a shortform for “BESAQ” (northern dialect) which is BESAR in Malay; meaning The Big One. But the pronunciation comes with an A’in in it. (,”)
My parents with Mak Caq & Pak Caq.
Then, on the evening, we went to Alor Star to visit Mak Caq & Pak Caq. Their house is just behind the Souq Al-Bukhary. We were supposed to go to Mak Caq’s house for a Raya gathering on the 3rd Raya but unfortunately, it was congested like hell, although Jitra is just 20 km away from Alor Star! Moreover, we had to go to Padang Besar, Perlis on that day.
The Kedah Gateway. At Alor Star entrance (northern direction).
Souq Al-Bukhary. “Souk” is an Arabic term meaning market; and Al-Bukhary is the name of famous Kedahan entrepreneur Syed Al-Bukhary. His legacies and buildings are the Kedahan’s pride.
Spent around half an hour there, we pushed off back to Jitra and straight went to Kampung Padang to visit Tok and also Pak Ngah Hassan & Mak Ngah Ah who came from Batu Arang. So happened that Tok was fasting for “Puasa 6” and about to have iftar. The dishes were simple but suddenly I felt hungry! Hahaha…well, nothing beats the “kampungness” element! It was about to Maghrib when we pushed off.
The very simple dishes for Tok’s iftar (Puasa 6). But it makes me HUNGRY! (,”)
Tok was about to have iftar!
On whole, it’s all about the seeking forgiveness and apologizing in commemoration of The Eid. Amin.