If someone were to ask me, which part of the house that you like the most? I would answer, its the Kitchen. This picture is taken from my house kitchen. Just so calm and beautiful. Love standing at the corner of the kitchen window and sip my coffee during the rainy days or when its during sunset. Letting my mind and thoughts to sway far far away. Some of my friends, complain that my residence is quiet far away from town. I admit. But, its not easy to get a house with a view like this around town. After all, its just a 15 minutes drive from my place to the town area. It feels so nice to be home every weekend. At least I have something to look forward to on every Fridays. Besides thats where I belong. The times and days of lepaking and spending time with buddies outside has gone far away from me. Not that, I don't go out. Just that, I feel that nothing else can and will replace my own home. Some of us are still in search of peace. Why still in search while it exists and we are actually living in one?
Home is where my memories are,
It’s where my secrets are kept.
Home is where I'm happiest,
Yet home is where I've wept.
Home is where my parents live,
It’s where I'm raised.
Home is where I’ve been scolded most,
Yet home is where I’m praised.
Home is where I make it,
It’s where I believe the myth,
That home is when I'm happy,
Just to love the ones I'm with.

Isn't that a nice title? Was watching this movie on the 10th Oct on TV3 around 9.20pm. I was looking forward to watch this movie ever since they advertised during Raya time. Well, Lady CK was also watching it. In fact, she has read the book. It's a kind of Muslim story. But there were lots of heartwarming scenes. Movies are movies, only till when you look at it as an entertainment. I watch movies based on 3 things; entertainment, technical aspects & lessons to be compared with our own life. It's not to make an easy entertainment to be complicated, but to make it worth watching. Ayat-ayat Cinta potrayed to which extent a wife would stand by the husband, no matter what and how far will she go to sacrifice her married life. Trust me CK, if I were her, I would never be able to sacrifice that much. Aisyah, allowed her husband to marry Maria who's facing her last days of life on the hospital bed just because this women loved her husband and his religion and the only way to bring her alive is by giving her husband to her. The nikah takes place in the hospital, where Maria is still unconcious. Aisyah, just like any other women, couldn't take it when
the husband places the ring on Maria's finger. Aisyah, runs out of the room and bursts into tears and so did I..

Like it has been ages, i haven't seen the sun, nor the sunshine. Workload kept me staying back & at times, i don't even realise why am staying back. At times it is also, just to accompany my 'partner-in-crime' to get her work done in the accounts department. At times, i don't even get to see the stars nor the moon. Even worse these days, it has been raining endlessly. It so happened to be a suprise, when i was desperately wanting to see the sun, i was given a special gift upon lots of murmuring, complaining, etc (of course), on Monday the 13th of Oct. I managed to see the whole family of God's gift, Mr. Light Sunshine, Ms. Drizzling Rain & their lovely child Baby Rainbow.
I'm glad. Speechless. Admiring God's gift and that too in his own way.
Which also put a thought in my mind that, when we ask for something of which we are not even sure would we get it? Would we get it now? When would it happen? With all these running in our mind, and suddenly you get it at an instant ! Wa-lah ! There you go ! The thing that i realised much more later, was, life is all about expectation. It's an undeniable fact. Do expect things and you would never know, it might happen just more than you wish for...

The reason of me called the Sista

I love noise, people cheering around. I mean lots of people. Or having a big family. Or children running around. Unfortunately, I wasn't brought up as such. My childhood environment was very quiet, which caught me to be in the world of lone-ranger. Parents tried to fulfill my wishes as much as they could. Yet, I had my unfulfilled wish of which I cant buy now. I can't even turn back the clock. It is my deepest regret for not being able to grow up with my brother. Fine, granma loved him so much that she couldn't let him go. But it became forever. The victim of situtaion is nobody else, except me. Mom & dad doesn't seem to look affected by all means. I don't know why. Could be that they love me too much. But I love my brother even more. Though time & distance kept us apart, yet, opportunities always kept us closely attached. Time flew. All gown up (including his never ending sarcasm). Now, he's 23. He has always been there during all the good & bad times. He's the only person whom I could talk about everything-just everything to him. Despite the odds, he has proven at many times of situations, that he has done his part & he would continue doing it. What keeps me wondering is- if I have done my responsibilty as a big sis-perhaps not-perhaps the time has not come yet. I don't even dare to ask him such question. For all I know, I'll be sticking to you no matter what.

Lady CK, I dedicate this BLOG to you

Lady CK, she might be with the tudung. Just like any other malay girl (lady i would prefer to say). But who knew, faith introduced me to this lady. She was not like the rest of them. I always wondered why? Amongst the rest of them in this world, she is one person of whom I never fought with (honestly, so far-i never did-unless, if you want to count 'merajuk' is another form of fighting-nah, don't think so). 3 years and so much I have gone through with this one special person. Just so much. I've learnt some lessons of life through the picture of her on going life. I bet, I have not seen or met someone as strong as you. There are times that I have even wondered, what is your heart made of? Being a working collegue and friendship didn't make much difference in our relationship. Deep down inside, I am glad. I am thankful that, I was able to be there for you. As much as we laughed together, we also shared our tears. More than the laughters, the tears meant so much to me. I know its the same for you as well. I wish we would never depart from eachother. I know what are your future plans-that you intend to go somewhere far far away when the time comes. Would let you go, but never this friendship. If someone were to ask me, name one person, of whom is not related in your family, whom would surely cry if one day I'm alive no more - I wouldn't think twice - Spontaneously, it could be no one else, except you - my best friend, my well-wisher. God bless you always ! I dedicate this blog for u...