DEDICATED ESPECIALLY FOR MAR

There has been much emotions for the past week. Since the beginning of holidays, I have been helping Mar out for her wedding. Before that she officially appointed me as her brides maid. I felt shocked and honoured at the same time.

The days past by and yet there were so many things to do. Poor Mar as she didn't have the time before as she was having her finals.

We tried to do as many things possible, to trying out her wedding outfit, finding the suitable tudungs(scarfs), then makeup search and the makeup tryout at the Bobbi Brown beauty parlour to her Mak Usu testing it on her, then went to search her wedding body treatment such as spa, mandi lulur, does that mean sauna(not sure) n manicure.Phew, I think I sure do know now what really are the preparations to a wedding(all just for a day occasion which leads to a lifetime), though both my older sisters are already married.(did not go through the process with them).

Then finally, the big day came. By the time that I came to her house, she was already dressed n ready. She whispered to me saying that she was nervous. For the first time, after 2 weeks of her wedding preparations, did she felt that way. All week long, every time I asked her, she would say that she didn't feel nervous, that she felt normal(as in not nervous).She even said that she had no feelings(it must be due to the exaustion that she felt 4 the preparations).It really made me think about the transition that she has to go through in a matter of hours only.

The night before her aqad(the solemnization of the marriage), I kept thinking that tomorrow, Mar would not longer be our single carefree friend. She can no longer hang-out with me as much as I like her to. We can no longer meet for long hours and just chat about how life would turn out to be,we can no longer browse books too long at the MPH like we used to or even just hang-out at Giant n then run back in after going out just to discover that she or me has left something(THAT HAPPENS ALMOST ALL THE TIME), I can no longer go to her room in college n just watch vcd and hv an overnight there as well.I can no longer just call her at the middle of the night to ask her something,or to just ask whether she has studied for the coming test the next day, I can no longer have ice- creams treats with her,she would no longer drop by my house to get some things frm me(she's moving to Gombak)and many other things that I am definitely gonna miss about her.

Muna, Kauthar, Bibah n I and the rest of her friends who went to her aqad went through these emotions. To many, I'm sure all of u share the same feelings as well. Our tears welled up hearing Mar's father's speech to Munawar. It was words of a father that love his daughter dearly and was trying to tell everybody that he is finally letting go of his beloved daughter to another person's hand,love,care and affection. The transition would mean that Munawar will then take the responsibility of Mar's future in his hands. It was words of trust.The most touching part was when her father described how her parents with all weaknesses had brought Mar up with all the essential Islamic values, from which verse and chapter of the holy Al-Quran, Mar's name was extracted which means 'THE BLESSED'. He also mentioned that to honour the meaning of Mar's name, the presence of Mar in her family has alwiz been blessed and is a source of happiness to both her parents and her siblings.The words used by Mar's father was the one that touched us the most.

It was hard for me to digest that Mar now belongs to someone else. That person would have all rights on her, he will have the responsibility to protect her,take care of her n would lead her life n her future.

But as soon as I saw the big smile, the grin, the glow on her face, I am now crying with happiness for her. The way they firmly held each other's hands, looked at each other, the way they teased each other n the way Mar pretended to be annoyed but she was not, I know now for sure that she's in safe hands n this has always been meant to be.

Mar you have made me cried once, and now after 2 years, you made me cry again. Crying of joy for your blessed happiness and marriage.

I will alwiz treasure the moments that we have shared together, though our special friendship was not free from some harsh obstacles, but we made it through. I will alwiz reminisce the sweet memories...especially the year that we without fail would go to Ct's confectionary everyday n get an almond bar each n will get frustrated if it's finished, and we promised that the next day that we will come earlier so that we will not miss it again.

Thanks Mar for being such a wonderful friend. I pray that all your dreams will come through and your marriage will always be blessed and may you and Munawar will always cherish and love each other until death set you both apart.By hving you in my life, you've touched my heart in so many ways,you've changed me to be a better person and finally Mar, I am very grateful and lucky to have a special friend like you.

Here are some words I would like to share with all of you:

" You get your I/C when you are 12, you can start to drive when you are 17,you are a Major when you are 18,you get to vote when you are 21 and you retire when you are 56, how old are you when you find true love? There is no age that is too old or too young to ever find true love.

LUV, HIDA