all over me

something has come over me.
ever since dhaka, i felt i need to change something in me.
i always have that feeling whenever im too comfortable.

i fear it was a major revolution of something, i have been lazy lately. so change can be nerve wrecking
(boleh ayat? hehehe)
turns out its my hijab wearing that took a real turn.

the first time i covered my hair was not because i wanted to.
well that was in 1997 and i was up north, all culture shock. Plus i had 3 senior "sisters" cornering me etime i have my 3quater shorts on...
they would give lecture and it was really for me to avoid that confrontation situation. I remembered the minute i got on that bus to head back to KL for the weekend, they tudung will  go off faster than you can say "hang nak pi mana tak tahu?"

i remember the first few days i wore tudung (back then it was called tudung, and if you didnt wear it they call you "free hair".
i knw.
honest.)  i felt uncomfortable beyond reasonable patient. I didnt really care that by noon the pin that was suppose to hold it all together, has gone far away form where it was suppose to.
the heat. oh hell ye, i remember feeling stuffy, and sweaty and i had "im a walking makcik" in my head the whole time. really hated it.

then after some time, i got use to it. i mange to maintain the pin at the same place by the end of the day and had it selempang in the right position. it got easier and to some point, automatically becomes necessary to cover.

and so here i am again, back to where it all started..some thing new, something adventurous , something at this point is still uncomfortable. but insyallah, this too will pass.

Picture above is the perfected look,. wht you reckon?