SUMMER ALWAYS ENDS WITH GOOD MEMORIES…
my beloved family, England, September 2009
my beloved family, Malaysia, August 2015
Greetings everyone! Just a quick post so as you know I’m still around! I can’t believe we are already in October, where has September gone? Has it flown past just like that? Before we know it we’ll be heading into winter and New Year 2016! I just wanted to share a photo of my family back in 2009 in this post, when my youngest was just a few months old. Seems such a long time ago, but at times I feel like it was only yesterday. Such is life, we just have to make the most of every precious moment with our loved ones. Those times shall never return, but the memories will remain. Good or bad, they’re our memories, something we take along with us till our last breath. I get a bit melancholy with the passing of time; the changing of seasons, the children growing up fast, losing my loved ones. I also worry more as I get older. But life goes on. Let’s cherish and celebrate the good times, and learn from the bad. I stumbled upon this song whilst reading another blog, how apt to end my September posts. As mentioned previously, I might not be blogging as often as before. But I will return now and then, InshaAllah. To fellow Malaysians who wish to follow me on my Instagram, do find me on Zuraida’s (We Tell Sweet Stories) IG, I’m usually there. A bit cryptic, but you shall find me eventually! Goodbye now, take care all! ❤
The forest, makes your heart gentle, you become one with it. No place for greed or anger there.
We have forgotten how to be good guests, how to walk lightly on earth, as its other creatures do.
Nature is pleased with simplicity.
Hello everyone, how are you? I know, it’s been a while. Have I lost my mojo in blogging, I wonder? I realised many bloggers have somewhat abandoned their blogs and resort to Instagram these days. I’m afraid I’ve also gone down that route. It’s just so much quicker, that’s for sure! Though not quite the same like blogging, IG is rather fleeting. Do forgive me if I do not blog as often as I’d like to anymore. But I do miss my blog, so when I get a chance to myself like this evening (family’s tired out from a hectic weekend and have retired), I shall carry on! This time around I’d like to share our elephant trekking experience in Krabi, Thailand. It was one of the strangest but most wonderful thing we’ve ever done. We didn’t know quite what to expect, we just relied totally on our tour guide. He also took us to view a beautiful waterfall prior to the trekking. He was a lovely person, just like majority of the Thai people. They’re very warm and friendly, well-mannered and polite. Before we knew it, we were sat on the elephants and away we went! It felt strange, yet exciting!
We trekked through the dense forest, river and little village. The weather was rather cool on that particular day, not blazing hot like the day we went island hopping. There was a shower that morning but we were fine as the guide provided us with macs each. We made several brief stops in the forest as the elephants grazed on branches here and there. They were gentle obedient creatures, despite their massive size. Towards the end we all felt attached to them, my children especially warmed up to them in a big way. We were exhilarated from being so close to nature, we felt a sense of sheer joy and contentment. I can tell you it beats shopping in a mall any day, at least for my family and I anyway. My adventurous daughter bought a little souvenir from the centre, the money goes into maintaining the well-being of the elephants. The children got to feed the elephants at the end, and then we were given some refreshments before we called it a day. They say a picture tells a thousand words, so enough of mine for the time being! Take care everyone, till we meet again!
Hello again everyone! Apologies for not being able to blog once a week as promised. It’s been a hectic few weeks since we returned from our holiday in Malaysia. Anyway, I’m here now. This time around I would like to blog about Cameron roses. What’s so special about them? Well, I’ve already included a getaway to Cameron Highlands whilst I was preparing my Malaysia trip itinerary. I knew my family would love this place, my own parents took my sisters and I there when we were little. The British discovered Cameron Highlands when they ruled Malaysia, they retreated there whenever possible as it was cooler than the rest of the country.
We had a great time in Cameron Highlands; we visited the Boh tea factory and plantation, the bee and strawberry farms. Will try to blog about them all soon! But right now, let’s focus on those roses. I had wanted to buy Cameron roses, bouquets of them! I had that intention whilst I was outlining my Cameron trip here in England. Which was over half a year before we actually went for holiday. I wanted Cameron roses (about the only place roses grow in abundance in Malaysia) as gifts for my aunties, we were visiting them along the way. Cameron Highlands was the first place we visited during our road trip in Malaysia. The other reason I wanted Cameron roses was to put them on my beloved dad’s and uncle’s graves. I felt so strongly about it, I knew I had to find those roses. By hook or by crook!
I was over the moon when I spotted a few stalls by the road side on the way down from Cameron Highlands after our visit. There were a couple of florists, that was a good sign. But the first one didn’t sell roses. I ran across the road to the next one, I spotted a few fresh bouquets. The Chinese lady thought I wanted one bouquet, I told her I wanted a handful! She was overjoyed she sold me and armful and more! She was about to close for the day so she gave me extra roses at no extra charge. She was just overwhelmed that I had bought so many! Anyway, I ran back to the car to the amazement of my hubby and 4 children. They couldn’t even see me at first, just my arms full of colourful roses. Alhamdulillah (Praise be to God) my wishes came true. The Cameron roses were mine in the end, after months of longing. My aunties received them happily. I just wanted them to know I love them always, regardless of the distance separating us. And the Cameron roses laid on the graves, accompanying my prayers for my forever beloved father and uncle, may they rest in peace…❤
my cameron bouquets, a couple more already been given away
my older two reciting prayers for their beloved grandpa
cameron roses for my beloved father
my beloved father, rest in peace
my beloved uncle, rest in peace
Hello little blog, hello all out there! I know, I’ve neglected you big time! Such is life, one gets so busy all caught up with the world one hardly has time to one’s self! To just reflect and be grateful for all the good stuff that’s come our way! Anyway, September has returned, with the promise of Autumn round the corner. I have to re-focus my energy towards the children, now that the older two are back at school and the younger two to resume their home education activities. But my heart is not quite ready yet, I feel as if my soul is still away on summer holiday. Yes, far away in beautiful Krabi, Thailand, to be exact. I shall never forget the few days spent there, truly memorable. I would very much like to return there someday, God Willing. The cluster of tropical islands, white sandy beaches, crystal clear emerald waters, smiley friendly people, more natural forests and waterfalls to explore, delicious foods and great massages are beckoning for my return. It doesn’t hurt to dream, many a times, dreams really do come true. Meanwhile, I shall hold on to these sweet memories which will remain with me for quite some time. Alhamdulillah for life’s many great blessings! Hope you will enjoy the pictures below!
I want to be where the sun warms the sky…one of my favourites during my teenage years!
Where we love is home,
Home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
~ Oliver Wendell Holmes
Greetings everyone! How are you all? Apologies for the very long silence. As you must know, I’ve been away visiting my homeland Malaysia for the last 5 weeks. I got there a couple of days before Eidul Fitri celebration and returned to England mid last week. It’s been a memorable trip indeed. I am happy to have had the opportunity to be with my nearest and dearest during those precious 5 weeks. I have so much to share I don’t even know where to begin. But I thought I would pop a few lines first so that you know I’m back to blogging from home! I miss my beloved mother and sisters, my relatives and close friends very much. But I’m also glad to be back in England. My life is here now, I’ve been in England for almost 20 years. Unlike before where I used to get emotional on the flight home to England, I realised that I was calm this time around. In fact I was rather looking forward to returning home. Malaysia was my home, I shall never forget it and all the people and memories that come with it. But England is now my home, and I shall continue to create new memories for my family and I. At the end of the day, it doesn’t really matter where you are. It’s the people that matters. As long as you have loved ones, you will be content wherever you are. To all those in Malaysia, thank you for the beautiful memories! And to those I haven’t had the chance to meet up with this time around, pray we see each other another time, Inshallah. ❤
My 3 daughters and I with my beloved mom, my 2 sisters, my aunties and cousins
My 4 children, by the pool at my mom’s condominium, they swam almost everyday
me with my mom, auntie and cousin’s wife
my 2 daughters and I with some of my old friends from boarding school
my 2 daughters and I with good old friends from my alma mater
my family and I with my sis in Krabi
with my closest friends who have all visited me in England
I miss twittering away with my good old friends!