Can i marry your daughter, Sir?

Assalamualaikum, readers.

I'm gonna start my clinic tomorrow. a little nervous, but I hope things go well tomorrow.

Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life?

Say yes, say yes, 'cause I need to know

You say I'll never get your blessing 'til the day I die

Tough luck my friend, but the answer is 'No'

Have you heard of this song before? It's by Magic!

This song is so catchy and everybody's singing the song everywhere I go.

Anywayyyssss...

You know how a lot of people are talking and supporting marriage at early age, some during studying.

If you have been reading my previous entries about weddings, you'd realize that I'm a fan of weddings and ceremonies, but I'm never ready for it...yet.

Somehow, I pictured some dude from my university or anyone in particular, who is young and still studying, come up to my Dad and ask him for my hand in marriage. 

Things didn't work out good.

Pretty sure the first question my Dad asks is "Are you working, son?"

He's definitely not working. Duh.

"Do you have a house or car?"

Motorcycle, probably. 

Does hostel count as a house?

Dad sighes, leans against the couch. Eyes glued to the dude's.

"How will you support my daughter?"

Scholarship. Plus, she has scholarship too. We'll share our money and work things out.

"Why do you want to marry my daughter?"

Adjusts his seat and leans forward. Clears throat. Because I love your daughter, Sir.

Dad (probably) would smile, drink his coffee and pretend he didn't hear the last part. They'd talk about stuff, whatever guys talk about. And, the dude will be sent home. 

"I'll call you in a few days, I can't give you my answer right away"

Do you think my Dad's reactions' a little extreme?

I don't.

Honestly, I tried looking at this matter from a Dad's perspective. 

He raised me for 22 years. He gave me the world, everything I ask, he'd grant them. (well, not all. but you get what i mean)

He takes me on trips, buy great food and provided me with allowance even though I didn't need it.

Will he just let me live with a guy with very little stability? 

What if I want something and he can't grant it? Will we fight? Will my husband understand? Will he eventually buy whatever I want?

Will I be happy living in a rented house with his coursemates?

Will I ever feel happy living with him?

Pretty sure, my Dad will ask this question every day in his prayers: Have I done enough for my daughter?

Daddy's little girl.

I guess I've made you guys see this matter from a father's perspective.

Thanks for reading.

Wallahua'lam.

God works in mysterious ways

Assalamualaikum, readers.

Currently I'm in a crazy-freaky-nervous-almost reaching breaking point self. 
I'm starting my clinic session in less than one week, and I haven;t found myself a patient! Whatt???

Back to the topic...
In all the hectic-ness of, "Oh my God, I don;t have patient!" and "I tried calling a few times but they didn;t pick up their phones!" situations, I have relied more on God. 
You know coz in the end, He's the one who could help change the minds of the patients in calling me and opening their hearts to accept some dental treatments I'm offering.

Yesterday, I gave a few patients my numbers and this morning, I've prayed hard for the patients to reply or call me back to set a date for appointment.

I went to the clinic with an empty head, no expectations whatsoever and called two paeds patients, inquiring if they'd like to continue treatments.
Both of them said 'Yes'!

Wow! 

Alhamdulillah, all praises to Allah!

And the last person on earth I thought who'd give a damn about anybody else but themselves have came up to me and offered me a number. a patient's number!

Seriously??

Moral of the story is to try not to complain all the time (telling myself this) and to leave everything to God after you've tried your best.

Please pray for my success in clinical life! And...anybody here who lives in Kelantan, Malaysia, please, drop me a comment if you'd like any dental treatment. Everything is free! ;)

Wallahua'lam...