Remembering her...I love you 'Chek'

Time flies so fast and now we are already in the month of May. There are so many things happening in this month. The first being Labour Day which the whole whole world celebrated yesterday and of course since yesterday was already public holiday, the offday is being replaced today. On the 4th of May, I will celebrating the birthday of my Father In Law. However for this year we will be celebrating a day late since my husband is coming back on the 5th May. No proper plan of how to celebrate but i guess this year there will be no cake coz most definitely we will be bringing him out for dinner.
On the 8th May, we will be celebrating Mother's day and come 16th May, Teacher's day.

well...okay you may say that I am not going anywhere here..rambling about the dates of the month. What i would like to point out is really about Mother's day. My mother passed away in 1993. I was doing my A-level back then. It was ramadan month and i was at the surau doing my Tarawikh prayer when my frens come and told me that my brother was looking for me. I went to see him and he said that my mother was very very sick and we have to go back straight away. I rushed to the room and packed my clothes and quickly got onto my brother's van. On the way back, i was so worried and kept thinking about her. we do not have mobile phone back then so there is no way of us getting update of my mother situation. Halfway down the journey , i fell asleep and i dreamt of my mother. I still remember it very clearly. I was talking to her and she was putting up clothes on the drying line. I just looked at her and she told me that she is going away. When I asked her where, she said that she is going some place that is far and I must take care my brothers and sister. I cried when she said that. I was awoken from my sleep and felt tears on my cheek. I was so scared that the dream will be real. I pray to God that nothing bad happen to her.
It was early in the morning and if I am not mistaken around 8.30, we reach the house. There were so may people there and I really have a bad feeling. I rushed upstairs and straight to her room. There she was, lying down on the mattress, the whole body was covered. I felt my heart sink...i fell down on my knees and scream her name...asking her to come back. it was too late...too late for me. She left and I dont even have the chance to tell her goodbye. My sisters came and we hugs and cried. she brought me to other room and soothed me, telling me that ultimately everything belong to Allah SWT and we as servant must let her go in peace. It is all Qada and Qadar and we must abide it.
I learn from my sister that my mother actually passed away at night just when people getting ready for Tarawikh prayer. They hold the news from me coz they afraid that i might histerical all the way home.

I missed her so much...it was really her that come to my dream and say goodbye to me. I missed her even until today. Everyday after prayer I recite simple quranic verses as a gift for her and pray that she is placed amongst the guided one.

"To Allah we belong and to Him we return"

Today I try to relive her memory by cooking one of her dishes - LAKSAM. This dish is part of her many side income that she did in helping my father raising the family. During my school break, I use to help her cook this dish and wake up early morning to help her pack. After subuh prayer, she will send the dish to the shop and sell it as breakfast item. This dish is so famous and even one year after she passed away, people still come knocking at our house to buy. Yeah we do have people that come knocking at night to buy laksam. They normally not from our kampung area therefore they do not know that she has passed away.







Ulaman untuk dimakan dengan Laksam



This is the Laksam cooked in the steamer



Laksam that has been rolled

the blended chili and addtional salt for the gravy

Full completed dish

Ready to be eaten

Yup.. so today in honour of Mother's day to come, I am proud to cook Laksam. One of the many dishes that my late mother has cooked and has fed many mouth and satisfied many stomach. I love you "Chek".....