My Name is Munirah

I've always wanted to write a biography about myself. I'm going to write a little bit of my life here.

Okay...

My name is Aminah Munirah Binti Mohd Nasir. I'm not going to tell you my age. I'm quite sensitive about that.

I'm Malaysian, but I was raised overseas. My Abah works for the Kementerian Luar Negara. My Mak is a house maker. I'm thankful to Allah, that HE has blessed me with such wonderful parents, despite the tough childhood I had.

In my household, Abah, is a disciplinarian. He has taught me, what it's like to be "orang susah". Even though I grew all over the world, Abah has never pampered me and never gave me what I wanted.

He never bought me all the branded stuff, shoes was only bought once a year, that was during raya. And school shoes, selagi tak koyak, than selagi tu la dia tak akan beli yang baru. Same goes for stationary and school bags and clothes. He wanted me to appreciate what I have. But back than I never understood til now.

So Abah thank you for teaching me the hardship of life.

Mak on the other hand, was a softer disciplinarian. She never sounded or looked 'garang', but she was. Only mellower. Before going to school, she always me do the dishes, and my bed and room was always neatly done.

There was always consequences if I had not done my chores. If I did not complete it, she would throw every thing on my bed, and sometimes she'd throw my things outside.

Socialising with friends outside school was a big no no. Abah never allowed me to go to school dances, camps, shopping with friends, go to birthday parties or sleep over friends house. He was very strict about that. Even if he allows, he'd get the contact number, address, parent's name, and the length of time I'd be out.

My parents taught me to be punctual on everything I do. If I was a minute late, abah would leave me. I got left behind a few times going to school, because I was late. I had to find my way to school by myself. And sometimes Abah would check on me at school.

And whenever we go visiting relatives and friends, my parents would make sure, I'd help in the kitchen, and do all the dishes after we eat and also clean up the table. If I refuse, mak would quietly cubit me kat peha.

Oh yea, my parents made sure, we were strong in our iman and deen. I remember in Australia, my parents would send us to sekolah mengaji every sunday kat masjid. And they made sure we never tinggal our solat. If we did, we'd get in big trouble.

Other than that, I was always taught to respect orang orang tua. Whenever I balik kampung to visit relatives, my mum always make sure, I salam dengan ikhlas to everyone. Especially to my AUNTS and GRANDPARENTS, be it belah Abah or belah Mak.

Mak always makes sure that I ni BERHORMAT DENGAN ORANG2 TUA even though I was raised kat bandar. I have never in my life disrepect the elderly.

You my dear Readers, I have a very big external family kat kampung. I love each and every single one of them. Well I love most of them anyways.

Let me introduce you to my BIG external family.

I'll start dengan belah mak first:

1. Atuk Besar
2. Atuk Jamil
3. Arwah Pak long
4. Pak Ngah
5. Mak Anjang
6. Pak Itam
7. Pak Uteh
8. Cik Ari
9. Bikcu
10. Cik Amat
11. The cousins, my uncles' wives and my aunts' husbands.

Belah My Dad pulak:

1. Arwah Atuk Awang (My deceased grandad whom I've never met. Heard he was strict).
2. Atuk Ona
3. Pak Long (My uncle from a different grandfather. Same grandma though).
4. Mak Ngah
5. Mak Mor
6. Mak Ndak
7. Cik Ain
8. Cik Samah
9. Ucu
10. Cik Apoh
11. The cousins, the cousins' kids, the cousins' spouses, my uncles' wives, my aunt's husbands

Big big family huh? Hahaha....

Just imagine during raya..very chaotic. Well that was during the old days. Now no more.

My point of writing this is that, I just want people out there to know, saya ni BUKAN orang yang SOMBONG.

Mak would slap me on the face if I was, and Abah would rotan me kalau aku ni orang yang sombong.

Yes I grew up overseas. Doesn't mean aku ni orang sombong. Yes, I did not grow up amongst my cousins, aunts and uncles, but I NEVER NEVER NEVER once looked down at them nor have I forgotten them, just because they are orang kampung. I don't judge people easily. I am proud of having relatives staying in kampung. My parents originated from kampung. I myself wish I had grown up in a kampung instead of the bandar.

I can also say that I'm proud that my cousins are successful, and most of them have wonderful careers and families.

And every raya, I make sure I visit most of them at their homes, especially my makngah and my mak anjang. Because from my understanding, mak ngah is close to abah and she is a milk mother to one of my siblings. Just this year I didn't get a chance to visit her, because of time constraints. Sorry Mak Ngah, I didn't visit you. I still love you with all my hearts though. You will always be in my Doa. InsyaAllah.

And mak anjang is very close to mak. She's like my second mum. So you you see world, my parents have raised me well. Alhamdullilah.

Well let me point to you one thing. If you dare to kutuk and berfitnah about the people I love and care, especially about my Abah and my Mak through any medium, whether it's through your dirty mouth, your FB or your Blog, I WILL shut you out of my life. I don't care who you are, whether you are my saudara, my kawan or my colleague, if you dare to hurt my abah and my mak by FITNAH, I will forever shut you out of life.

Oh yea, aku memang menyampah kalau orang talk about me and my family, when they don't even know the facts. So pleasela get your fakta right before you talk about us behind our backs. If you don't know the facts you either shut up or you ask. If you're a true Muslim, you know that Fitnah=Murder. Right.

If you are alim, warak, or religious, or you just keep talking about Allah (SWT) and you fitnah you are a hypocrite...a munafik. And I just don't like low minded people.

I'm by nature orang yang keras hati and kepala batu (bak kata mak). If I despise that person, I will shut them out of my life forever. That's why I don't have alot of friends, because of the hurts that they've caused to me.

I don't forgive nor do I forget my enemies. Sedangkan the Nabi (S.A.W) boleh forgive his enemies. Why can't I ek?

Maybe a alot of shaitan in me kot.

To end this rantings, I'm going to say that People should stop judging people. Only Allah has the rights to judge people.

People should just stop backbiting and berfitnah about people. If you are a Muslim than you should always keep this hadith in your head:

Abu Hurayrah narrated that the Prophet said: "Do you know what Backbiting is?" They said "Allah and His Messenger knows best" He than said "It is to say something about your brother that he would dislike." Someone asked Him, "But what if I say what is true?" The Messenger of Allah said, "If you said about him is true, you are backbiting him, but if it is not true, you have slandered him". (Muslim).

I'm sorry if I've hurt anyone. I didn't mean to. This is me. I've allowed you to get a bit to know the real me .Saya ni bukan orang yang sombong. I originally wanted to block this blog from the world, because I was initially emotionally hurt, not because I was takut that people read my blog. But than I thought about it, and have made up my mind to allow the world to read my crappy blog again.

As the saying goes:

"Sticks and stones may break a bone, but words don't mean a thing."

I have also decided to shut off a few people in my life. Useless low minded ones. Like I said earlier, if you hurt me or the people I love and care I'll hurt you back. Mentally that is. I'm a person that loves revenge. I know it's not good. But that's just me. No one can change me, except for the ONE above.