Memories of scooter in Ampang

The first memory of me riding a vespa scooter was with my uncle in Penang.

All I remembered it was so interesting to find out that the parts of it were unique.

My second experience was when I was in Malaysia last summer. It was so sweet and to be honest it was a fantastic time I was with my beloved one.

The way we were holding hands I cannot forget. I decided to let the whole world to know how touching it was to me.

All this time I have been wanting to have someone I could dream of every night. God replied my prayer. He gave me you.

All this while, my hopes are fulfilled with your smiles and your acquaintance. We travelled from Ampang to your hotel and Kuala Lumpur city with your cute-but-cool scooter.

Others would see it in different way of appreciating those moments but for me, it means everything you could think of. I tried to contact you an hour ago.No answer. You might be busy.

Oh yes, I miss you a lot. To repeat, you are my everything. My housemate and I were talking about love and hopes a few minutes ago. We were saying how difficult love is without sacrifices. I told him I see you as an angel not because you are perfect in my eyes but you are you and that is what makes you are much more special.

I tried to write a poetry dedicated to you but my mind went blank. I believe by saying nothing my heart can be heard, can be seen even we are so far away apart.

I miss you. And your scooter too.

This is her, Kak Priya

This is Kak Priya, everyone. She is my cute and lovely sister who likes to stress out on everything even though she knows that she is doing things perfectly.

She is smart so that is why she has double degrees now. Ask her what degree she had.
What I know she is a beautifully imperfect sister of the year. And I love her.

Her spirits and advices keep me stronger. I believe one day she will be a perfect of her own dream job worker.

Happy Deepavali again to you...Hey, will see you tonight aight?

Happy Deepavali to Kak Priya and all Hindus

The festival of lights, as its name depicts the joyful celebration which will be in the air soon. To Kak Priya, my Indian sister, I love you sister and here, this entry is for you and other Hindu friends of mine.

One thing intrigues about Deepavali which also known as Diwali is the lights. The lanterns or the candles lit give an atmoshphere of heavenly. Besides, the sweets are enough to make me go sugar high.

Malaysia is full of miracles and uniqueness that we should not be taking for granted. It is a blessing God gives us to know each other and the celebrations we have.

This year Deepavali I am in United Kingdom and perhaps next year when my presence in Malaysia would make it much merrier.

HAPPY DEEPAVALI!

You call them humans, but I call them Angels

I was touched when my little nephew asked me do I go back to London just for a week or so? I then answered, a week could be longer than we thought it would be, and he understood in a way that a week is equal to a year.

The kid in the picture named Hazeem and he is 3 years old. My nephew is so naughty. Who wouldn't believe that he could read Iqra' already as well as kindergarten books.

Wani, it means crocodile in Japanese but you know she would not like it if I say this. This best friend of mine is now in Glasgow, doing her Master. She is so lovely to the point that all things I share with her would be sweet memory even though she likes to laugh on my stories, dear, that's ok.

Abang Emad, many thanks to you for who had helped me a lot during my hardships in Malaysia. Your helps, your smiles and your kindness will be stapled permanently in my heart. Arigato ne.

For you guys up there, I miss you so much. Words could not describe these feelings but I am so thankful to God for what I have been given.

On top of this, both of my parents are the most I love and yet, mom, dad, your son here is okay and would come back to Malaysia next year with a title i've been longing for so long.

Alone

While my friends in Malaysia, spending their time with family and loved ones, I am here doing my work and reading.

People say, after hardships there will be easiness. In other term, glory or victory.
I put below a quote from Mother Teresa about loneliness.

"We can cure physical diesases with medicine, but the only cure for loneliness, despair, and hopelessness is love. There are many in the world who are dying for a piece of bread, but there are many more dying for a little love"

~Mother Teresa~

I found loneliness is so much harder than is has been rumoured around. Being by myself here even though taught me to be independently strong however the process to reach it, drains my spirit.

It keeps me stronger when I think of love E has given me and Moms' prayers and blessings.
I miss you a lot, E and of course Mom and family.

Open house on the day I reached Cardiff

I met many new faces on that night. We started to eat an hour after the entry to the community hall in Cathays, Cardiff. New faces drowned me. I do not know most of them and of course they are freshies.

I look it this way, perhaps new friends would bring new experiences and new memories. But I miss my old friends.

To name them here would give a long list.

The menu was okay. I did not have more than I should have so that is why friends nagged me for being so skinny.

I miss my mom's dishes, abg Emad's sahur menu and maktam's food.

Samsung Toco Light

I have got this new baby and her name is Sam Sung Toco Light.
What a name isn't it?

It means so much to me and yet my new baby is now in my hand. So many things I could do including surfing the internet and online with my YM.

Besides her, there is another important and loving person in my life who knocked the door of my heart about 2 months ago this october 11.

I need a life, yes, a simple life.
Simple life with my Samsung Toco Light and my other half.

The End