Raya 2020 (saddest)

As all of you know, this year's Raya is not like any other in our lives. In fact, 2020 is totally cancelled. I don't wanna play anymore. Just skip me. How do I hack this year. From January the virus, to June racism. Things keep worsen exponentially.
All of us couldn't go anywhere this Raya, which defeats the purpose of Raya itself (ziarah menziarahi) and all we have is the ones close to us (or live nearby for my case). To a lot of others it's your family but to me, since I live 10 thousand km away from Malaysia, it's my friends. It is indeed the saddest Raya in our lives but I am glad at least I have a few people to share it with. Thank you for making my Raya bearable.

(I'm so in love with this picture you have no idea)

So we decided to have everyone cook one dish from start to finish and I'm in charge of Kuah Lodeh. Aimi cooks Rendang Ayam, Iqa Rendang Daging, Husni Kuah Kacang and Danial & Imran Nasi Impit and help everyone. We slept earliest at 3am  that night. Really living up to Suasana Hari Raya Song, 'Ketupat rendang sila nikmati kawan. Penat memasak malam ke pagi'

(I made this from scratch. I'm so proud of myself)

1st Syawal morning, I ironed my Baju Raya and went to Iqa's to settle for a good shawl style. We tried a lot of styles the day before and thank God I have one style that I find okay on me. Then like usual morning Eid prayers, and not as usual, live online khutbah by a government official.

(looking back at this I find it is not as okay as I thought I was lol)

So here are our Raya pictures:

(satin shawl girls)

Also made new friends! Apparently there are Malaysians living in the same building as me other than the ones I know. So, hi Syl and Hasif! #teamrayasilbermann #inijangkauanmasalampau

Another Family-less Raya Celebration

This year's Raya post is only 5 blog posts away from last year's. By that information you can guess how neglected this blog is. (But I still love you baby don't worry). So yeah, Syawal came. That happened. I fasted for 17 to 18 hours a day, no big deal, but Raya, you know.. the most important celebration in a normal Malaysian life, instead of in Malaysia where the streets are filled with people wearing new clothes while trying to find another lemang stall, or where the radio echoes 'berlalulah sudah Ramadhan', I celebrated it at the Malaysian Consulate in Germany instead, where people might not even know what Eid is. Coincidentally, a big event was happening at the Messe, the building beside the consulate and a lot of people were there. When we were taking pictures outside, I saw a lot of eyes looking at us. They might've thought what are those weird clothes? Why are these men wearing skirt?

All in all, I didn't cry as much this year. Maybe because I know that I'm going home in a month anyway, and my Grandfather promised to prepare all the raya Aidilfitri dishes during Aidiladha :D WEHEEE. I crave catfish sambal. Haih. I don't really like lemang but I'm craving lemang too :( This year I celebrate it with new people too! My juniors <3 And met a few amazing new friends. I realise how much I love them and life is really boring without them. On Saturday a family Day was held. That was fun too, but last year's was more enjoyable but I still like this one better because of the people :)

#teamuchuxraver

Second day Raya we had Family Day, with Avengers theme. I'm actually quite proud of the AJK (who were mostly my seniors) I mean, it must've been tiring and they didn't even get paid. If that's not altruism I don't know what is.In the end my team won some stuff, but I didnt get to devour it cause my train was early huhu.. It's okay, I never wanted the presents to begin with, the memories were the most precious to me.

Frankfurt and Eid

Soooo the first Raya without family. None. Zero. Not even one. Nuh-uh. Okay you get it. I'm pretty sad. Well, no, I am so overwhelmingly sad, that even when I had a few happy hours in Frankfurt with my friends, it is safe to say that this has been the most sorrowful Eid I have ever had in my life. Is worse to come? :,) well let's all wait and see because I am pretty sure that no Raya dates in the next 5 years collide with my Semester break which meannnnnsss there is a fat chance that I will be celebrating Raya with my family anytime soon. *cries cries* *screams* *bawling my eyes out*
Okay, sooo
nevertheless, I was very grateful that my package from Malaysia came :,). Mother sent exquisite Baju Raya(s) and all these other cool stuff from Malaysia like Maggi and Milo and instant ketupat and coconut milk and what's that you said? Those are normal everyday food that you can get from the store 5 minutes away from your house? Well in Germany, zhose are gems. Nein, more valuable zhan gems. Zhose are rare gemsssss (*laughs in german)
Okay sooo to make story short, I was terribly sad (yeah I said that a thousand times) and on the raya night, I tried to call my parents but they didnt have internet so the very very kind en. Syarqawi (JPA officer) lent me his phone and I called Malaysia and cried a Rhein river, (well I mean Donau river becuase Donau is longer than Rhein) and did I mention I was enveloped with gloom? Furthermore my grandmother was hospitalized (again) that raya dawn and I just heard these sweet voices of my mom, my father, grandfather, uncle, and all of those tears just can't stop. I used most of the liquid in my body to secrete it through my eyes and guess who had two big swollen eyesss. ME. So yeah, that is how it went. I hope my grandmother gains strength again. I hope she survives this battle. And I hope I will survive my battle, here in Germany, no matter how hard it will be, I just hope I make it.

Some raya pics

Till we Eid again

This year's Raya, I finally know how to weave Ketupat!

Next year's Raya will be celebrated in a Lab :( Or maybe not celebrated at all :'(

Die Feier

WEHEE! Eid is here! SELAMAT HARI RAYA to you guys!
May you have a blessed-low-calorie month!

Syaitan was freed once more

Alhamdulillah,
I got to experience Ramadhan once again and later, Syawal. That feeling of gratitude is colossal, no word is good enough. This year, with only one pair of baju kurung, one jubah and a pair of shoes with insoles, I celebrated Eid.

(don't mind my ghostly face)

 This year it's blue, resembling the colour of the sky and sea. It is often associated with depth and stability. It symbolizes trust, loyalty, wisdom, confidence, intelligence, faith, truth, and heaven. My family wore many shades of blue, as you can see below.

(sweet couple 1)

(sweet couple 2)

FAMILY PICTURES:

(cousins)

(fathers and sons)

(mothers and daughters)

(siblings)

(adorable boys)

But of course, we must remember our brothers and sisters in Gaza who did not even have the chance to break fast during Ramadhan, let alone celebrate Syawal. Al-fatihah for them. Our prayers will always be with you.

to be updated....

I have a trial exam pending, pray for me.