special flower


Friends are the flowers in the garden of life,

Beginning with one seed of trust, 

Nurtured with laughter and tears, 

Growing into loyalty and love.

Thank you my beloved friend M, for the beautiful friendship that's survived the thousands of miles between us. Thank you for visiting me without fail year after year, I feel truly honoured, cherished and loved. May that unique bond between our children from toddler-teenage years blossom as they grow older. You are my very first real friend in the West, who will always occupy a special corner in my heart. You are a remarkable flower in my garden of life. Thank you for being there.

Thank you my beloved friend M, for the beautiful friendship that’s survived the thousands of miles between us now. Thank you for visiting me without fail year after year; I feel truly honoured, cherished and loved. May that unique bond between our children from toddler-teenage years continue to blossom as they grow older. You were my very first real friend in the West, who will always occupy a special corner in my heart. You are a remarkable flower in my garden of life; so strong yet so gentle, just like your wonderful boys my son loves so very much. Thank you for being there, thank you for being in our lives.

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A bittersweet melody which reminds me of the special flower in my little garden, thank you for the rainbow of colours you’ve added to my life’s journey!

good tidings


Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts Winston Churchill

Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired and success achieved Helen Keller


nana masters degree


my youngest sister, with her thesis in hand

delightful daffodils


If one daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few Wordsworth

I can’t believe we are in May already, where has the time gone? I suppose that’s what happens when we are all so busy leading our little lives. Sometimes life passes by you so quickly that you hardly have time to take stock and reflect. All the more reason I cherish this blog of mine; a tiny space for my very own thoughts, feelings, emotions and experiences. It gives me a chance to take a deep breath, an outlet where I can be by myself for a wee while. Anyway, I just remembered that I haven’t shared my daffodil images with you back in early Spring. They have all wilted by now, not a single trace left. That’s what makes this bright yellow cheery flower extra special I guess. It’s there to greet you when you think there’s no light at all after a really long Winter. And by the time you’re enjoying your lovely Spring, you wouldn’t even notice that they’ve gone. When Winter finally returns, you’ll be sat there longing for the very sight of them again. Well, the passage of time is like the cycle of daffodils and the change of seasons; in and out accordingly. We go through life the best we can, we continue to strive till our last breath. We make mistakes, we fall, we cry; at the end of the day, we’re only human. But we rise, we stand tall again and we go on. We seek God’s forgiveness and guidance always. Enjoy the delightful daffodils.


delightful daffodils


my middle daughter by the clumps of daffodils


my youngest striking a pose by the cheery blooms

the bright yellow flowers were everywhere


my big daughter walking behind her sisters


my youngest two with the spring delight, even on their jacket buttonholes!

unforgettable april


Greetings everyone, hope you’re all well. I do apologise for the long silence, indeed I have neglected my blog. I’ve been very busy since the school term resumed after our long Spring break. And last Friday, my dearest hubby underwent a scheduled minor operation at the hospital. He’s back home now, Alhamdulillah. But the past week had been a roller coaster of emotions for us. My beloved hubby who’s the bedrock of our family has always been there for us. It’s a bit strange when the roles are reversed, he’s the one who was in need this time around. I took him to the surgery admissions unit and stayed with him for a while. We said our goodbyes, I kissed his hand many times and asked for forgiveness. He said I’ve always been a wonderful wife to him. From then on I was left in the dark, not knowing what’s in store for us. He was under general anaesthetics, which worried me a little. I made lots of prayers, texted my nearest and dearest. I tended to my children and my father in law who came down to be with his only son. Those few hours felt like eternity, I ended worried sick but relied totally on my Creator. At the end of the day, everything is in His hands. We strive, hope and pray…


hubby and I, Spring 2015

I rang the hospital afterwards, my hubby was still in the recovery room. He hasn’t woken up. That niggling worry in me returned. But I kept busy, I drove my girls to their madrasa (evening Quran school) and prepared tea for my father in law. My son spent his time with his grandpa after he returned from school. Then I drove them both to the hospital to visit my hubby. I went back to madrasa to fetch my girls. Finally, we all trooped down to the ward where my hubby was. I saw my father in law stroking his son’s hair, I saw my son holding his dad’s hand. I looked at my hubby, I’ve never seen him so weak before. As my youngest daughter said afterwards, she thought papa was dying. My middle daughter started sobbing uncontrollably, my big daughter tried to blink away her tears but failed. I was in a zombie mode, like I had been when my late dad was in hospital. I squeezed my hubby’s hand; I witnessed his tears and the pain he was going through. The anaesthetic effect was horrible, it made him emotionally raw. But it was real, I saw my hubby for who he is. And I felt closer to him more than ever. Alhamdulillah, a few days have passed by now, my hubby is slowly recovering at home. I’m very grateful to all who have been concerned for us; families, relatives, friends (both near and far) and neighbours. It’s at times such as this that one realises the true meaning of life. For life is meaningless without good health, genuine love from your beloved and support from people around you. Praise be to God for the many blessings in my life.


spring celebration


Spring is nature’s way of saying, ‘Let’s party!’ – Robin Williams

Hello everyone! A quick update from me, before I start to get busy again. The Easter holidays are finally over, we are back to our normal routine this week. It’s been a good 2-week break with pleasant weather, Spring at its best. Although we couldn’t go away anywhere (my son’s busy preparing for his GCSE exams), we managed to take the children out to Warwick Castle (Part 2 to follow soon!) for the day. I also managed to take my girls out for an art and craft session, nature trail and another day out at their favourite country park. We made the most of the fine weather for sure! My hubby’s cousin came to visit as well, along with his wife and their 1-year-old son. It’s always nice to catch up with relatives and friends. To top it all up we also had a little Spring celebration on Saturday, my youngest turned 6! It wasn’t a big birthday bash or anything, just a simple fun day with a few close friends. I just wanted my younger two to enjoy being children for a bit longer! I had a very happy childhood, I don’t want anything less for my children. My older two have grown up a bit now, time just flies! Before I know it my younger two will turn into moody teenagers too. Hopefully that will be a while yet!

hubby dearest with our precious pearls when our youngest was born, Easter 2009


my children, Easter 2015, I don’t want them to grow up too fast!

I organised a simple party with the help of my older two. My big daughter baked the cakes, my son was in charge of the party games. My big daughter popped out with a couple of school friends during the party, but she came home towards the end to a house full of energetic happy children! My hubby was away for the day to attend a talk in Cardiff. The party was a huge success, we had to extend it for another hour! All the children had a lovely memorable day, my adventurous daughter said she wished she could rewind the day all over again. That was my main intention, for them to have a really fabulous time together. Children in today’s world grow up too fast, in fact for some it’s almost uncool to remain childlike for long. It’s up to us adults really to let our children be children for a wee longer. Hopefully when they finally grow up they will become wholesome adults who can look back on their happy childhood with fondest memories, InshaAllah. And then it’s their turn to raise happy children of their own! Anyway, hope you’ll like the photos from the party, take care everyone!

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