~The Black Secret of Syura Aziz~

Being a single 27 years old highly educated chic, you will be in the lime light at wedding receptions ( be it your friend’s or relative’s wedding occasion). All these kepochi pakciks and makciks will start asking your parents and the possible questions are:

‘ Eh, Dah besar eh anak dara kau, bile nak makan nasi minyak ni’.
‘Wah, lawa anak dara kau ni, dah ada orang ker?Belaja pandai-pandai, takkanlah tak pandai cari bf’
‘Oh, ni mesti memilih ini. Janganlah memilih, nanti tak kahwin kau. Jangan jual mahal sangat, nanti terus tak laku’

Berdesing jugaklah telinga kalau dengar soalan-soalan macam ini. But, there is nothing much that you can do. You don’t have the power to satisfy everybody. And I do believe that my parents also feel the pressure when people start interrogating them like a suspect for murder.

I know that in life, you wouldn’t be getting things that you’ve been dreaming of. Anyway, it isn't bad to be SINGLE. I enjoyed being single, able to live as free as a bird and able to flirt with any guys that I want. When I meet my ex-schoolmates who have little midget in their stomach and holding 2 munchkins both left and right, it triggers me how blissful I am for not being married.
And yes, I do want to get married but it’s not the right time for me yet. God knows what’s good and bad for me and I leave everything to him. Furthermore, I haven’t met my MR RIGHT yet. Sometimes, I think I’m already married to my parents, my life and career (soon to be).

I’m about to attend wedding reception this Sunday. I can’t escape! It’s my cousin wedding and thank GOD, I’m no longer become bunga telur girl. Another stressful day to go through..I better polish my armour . 