Monthly Archives: January 2015

january blues

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The shortest day has passed, and whatever nastiness of weather we may look forward to in January and February, at least we notice that the days are getting longer. Minute by minute they lengthen out. It takes some weeks before we become aware of the change. It is imperceptible even as the growth of a child, as you watch it day by day, until the moment comes when with a start of delighted surprise we realize that we can stay out of doors in a
twilight lasting for another quarter of a precious hour. – Vita Sackville West

Time does fly, I can’t believe we’re at January end already. The wind is howling away as I compose this post, very gusty! It’s gone all dark outside; like dusk, in reality it’s only mid morning. Yesterday was a different story; rather mild for Winter, almost Spring like. It was a good thing that my daughter’s riding lesson was yesterday, today we’re just indoors. Was thinking of popping out to the library with the younger two in the afternoon, but I’m not so sure now. Don’t feel like driving in this sort of weather unless I really have to! I see the stems of my daffodils growing taller each day, but Spring seems ages yet. In the meantime, let’s wallow in my January blues. To be honest with you, it hasn’t been that bad really after all.

maintain summer, even in winter! my youngest by her sister's riding arena yesterday

maintain summer, even in winter! my youngest by her sister’s riding arena yesterday

January’s been a hectic month for us as a family. My hubby’s occupied at work after a long break back in December, he’s publishing several papers for conferences here and there. My son’s busy preparing for his GCSEs, not too long now, 4 months to go. He’s now looking at A-Level subjects, everything’s done in advance around here. I just feel as if it was only yesterday he started secondary school. And now we’re already looking at 6th Form options? Where has the time gone? My girls are growing up really fast too, involved with their studies and extra curricular activities again after the long Winter holidays. I’m there for them all, holding the family together, my best role ever. January’s also extra special because of my birthday, I’m now slowly but surely heading towards the 50 mark! I pray for a blessed life, to become a better person each day. I am grateful for all the lovely wishes from my beloved family and friends. Thank you for making my life so beautiful.

my 4 lovelies, growing up super fast!

my 4 lovelies; each with their own antics (spot the grumpy ones), growing up super fast!

I guess this post wraps up my entries for January. Every time I blog, I imagine writing a personal letter to my dear old friend, Shahnaz. We were at boarding school together. When she was doing her first degree here in England (I did mine back in Malaysia), we used to write really long letters to each other. We shared all our ups and downs. When she discovered my blog she said it’s almost like old times again, it’s just like the way I wrote to her! As usual, I end with a song. This time it’s a really touching Malay song from a superb Malay drama Satu Hari’ (One Day) I’ve been watching online recently. I love both the drama and the song! I can relate to it in a way; my younger self seeking adventure abroad almost 2 decades ago; by doing my Masters in England, hoping to broaden my horizon, leaving everything behind me…

my younger self, almost 2 decades ago

my younger self, almost 2 decades ago

Hurrah for happy endings, each genuine heart deserves one. Just the right drama/song for my January blues! 

spread love

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Spread love everywhere you go, let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier – Mother Theresa

The best of people is one from whom good accrues to humanity – Prophet Muhammad  (peace be upon him)

Where there is love, there is life Mahatma Gandhi

Hatred does not cease by hatred, but only by love; this is the eternal rule Buddha

Greetings again, hope all well! I woke up this morning and thought to myself, I need to spread some love, I need to show in my own little way that peace and beauty still exist in this world. I feel disheartened each time I read the news headlines these days; deadly crimes, terror attacks, social/political/religious injustice, they’re everywhere! I feel more saddened by the fact that many so-called Muslims are behind these heinous acts, how can the word Islam mean peace, then? All religions promote peace, harmony and tolerance, how can people who share my faith go around committing these acts? Have they no compassion, have they no remorse? Why so much hatred in them? Where is their sense of humanity?

Don’t they have any loved ones, to teach them the meaning of love? Have they forgotten or do they not know what true Islam is all about? The simplicity and beauty of it, to be patient and tolerant, to spread peace and love by showing the best of example? I am no Islamic preacher nor am I overly religious. But I do know that I’ve been born and raised in this beautiful religion of Islam, which is my way of life. And I am completely happy and content with it. Sometimes the true essence of a religion can be found in the lives of ordinary folks like us. Perhaps you will discover or have discovered this as you read my blog. Life is short, don’t waste your time. Live simply. To live is to love, to love is to live. Spread the love!

love in my parents continues in my life

love in my parents continues to flow in my life

 What is life, without love? Have you forgotten, or do you not know? Is this LOVE? I choose never to forget.

winter wanderings 2

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A thousand apologies! I know I have abandoned my blog, big time! I have been busier than usual ever since the winter holidays began last mid-December. We also had some guests staying over recently, and then my children came down with chicken pox one by one. Anyway, it’s never too late as they say, so let’s resume blogging! If you have read my Winter Wanderings post, you will recall I stopped just as we were heading into the buffet restaurant called Za Za Bazaar in Bristol (prior to that we visited The Bristol Science Centre). The Christmas atmosphere was apparent inside the restaurant, they had Xmas crackers on their tables, my little ones got really excited by it. By this time, however, my middle daughter was feeling a bit under the weather, she went a bit quiet. She couldn’t eat much either, poor thing.

The rest of us enjoyed ourselves, I especially liked the Indian selection out of their fusion buffet. Afterwards we had a little stroll by the harbour before heading to Papa’s office. My hubby was on leave but we popped by to say farewell to his lovely receptionist, who was heading back to Ireland after working in Bristol for 7 years. My middle daughter had befriended her for the past few months or so, it all started when she gave my girls notebooks and writing papers. My daughter scribbled her a thank you note and from then on they wrote to each other regularly and exchanged little presents too. The girls were tired out by the time we headed home, but they had a memorable winter’s day altogether. Right, time to bid farewell, I shall try to be back as soon as I can. It’s cold here by the way, 3c during day, -1c at night!

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pulling cracker with papa

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reading the message inside, she found a spinning top in her cracker

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her sister checking her cracker out slowly, she wasn’t feeling too well

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hmm, not quite sure what she was thinking about

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happy with her desserts

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my first round, Indian of course!

quite a good selection at Za Za Bazaar

good selection at Za Za Bazaar, halal options available

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view by Bristol harbour

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that’s Za Za Bazaar in view

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with my hubby’s receptionist, my girls very fond of her

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Xmas tree at hubby’s office

they had a memorable day!

they had a memorable winter’s day!

 

welcome 2015

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Greetings everyone! Hope not too late to wish you all a Happy New Year! I know I have neglected my blog a bit, busy with one thing after another as usual. I now understand why many people choose social media platforms such as Facebook/Instagram for their latest life updates, a much quicker personal gratification! But I still prefer to blog, it is much more intimate, having my own little space in the cyber world. I can take my time, there is no rush, I am not really counting how many ‘likes’ I receive for each post (though I appreciate them all the same). Nor am I competing to be in the limelight. My blog allows me to share my ups and downs in life when I feel like it, it enables me to understand another piece of myself as I go along. I get the chance to ponder upon my thoughts and feelings, I try to analyse the different emotions within me at various stages of my life.

Like many of you out there, I sometimes feel on top of the world, other times I feel like I can never smile again. I try to make sense of what being human is all about. This life is too short you know, you have to find meaning and peace in your brief existence. Otherwise it’s all pointless really. All the horror, injustice and misery of this world will bog you down. I do not know what is in store for me in 2015, but I shall take one day at a time and focus on the present. I cannot change the past, nor can I predict the future, but the present beckons to me with open arms. Welcome 2015, may God give me the strength to cope with whatever comes my way this year. Life is an ocean, I shall continue to sail on the calm waters and ride through the rough storms till my last breath. Love and faith shall see me through, love and faith will keep me going, InshaAllah (God Willing)…

What is life after all, without love and faith?

Wishing everyone

hubby and I, wishing everyone a good year ahead! thank you for reading my blog!