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salaam people.

Yesterday my cousin gave birth to a healthy baby boy...

Welcoming to the world...






A proud aunt






And now its project name... A baby's name has got to be chosen wisely so as to mould the character of its journey in life.. *in Allah's grace*

Baby boy's parents are deciding on either of these...

Aisy Ukail or Rifqi Dani

But whatever it is.. its the disciplining and moulding of our child's characters that we should pay attention to as the referral to the Quran...

Surah Luuqman Ayat 14

"Dan Kami perintahkan kepada manusia untuk berbuat baik kepada kedua ibu bapanya; ibunya telah mengandung dalam keadaan lemah bertambah-tambah. Bersyukurlah kepada kedua ibu bapamu, hanya kepadaKUlah kembalimu"

To all who's having kids to nurture and love, I respect your sense of responsbility.. *cos i have yet to have any patience handling cranky kids just yet*

To all who's planning for one... I wish ya all the best.. May ya journey to parenthood be a joyful one... *in Allah's Grace*

And for us... we should always be responsible for our parents as much or even more than what they have nurtured in us... For one reason.. they have nurtured us full of love and unconditional loving... Even for the fact that we have tumbled over or even screwed up.. they were definitely there to pick us up again...

Life's a journey aint it?

Thanks to all who've coloured my world one way or another...

Lurve, simplisticjane

salaam people


much has happened over the weekend and i'm a very disappointed lady...

the feeling of getting to know someone at finding out much more about my character in friendships and of course more characters of people around me... be it casual acquaintances or even colleagues...

if i decide not to indulge in your life.. means i've drawn a line between friendships and plain pure coincidental acquaintance...

nothing in life is a bed of roses, i feel.. or at least more prudently put... you've got to go thru some challenges in life to get to where you are... be it personally in life or even professionally at work...

thank you for that opportunity to let me know you better... but then again.. you failed to get to know me better...

given me a couple of years back... i was rowdy.. i was not what i am now..

things happened in life... you somehow change in one way or another... and momma's passing away thought me so much... the meaning of shutting my mouth up when not required to speak.. basically i turned away from overly expressing myself...

i have loads of friends... some stayed.. others left.. well, basically thats life aint it? nothing is certain in life.. death is...

for some who believes in friendships, they are those who would stand by you even though bitten.. even though scarred by critical comments... and being plain human beings with Nafs, we would envy one another, for having some that others dont..

some would be faking friendships for their own benefits... others just dun believe in friendships but apparently having them secretly backbiting some stoopid jackasses who was naive...

and to abstain from greed and anger is nonetheless difficult ayy?

gosh.. it is.. it definitely is.. for all the times that i've grown greedy over materialistic stuffs is as much you did.. didnt you?

anger.. for all the tempers and tantrums thrown just to knowingly scream for attention that we want things done our way.. and no other way... arent we just human beings with khilaf?

having people talk behind our backs in school or at work seems a normal practice aint it?

we cant shut everyone's mouth up.. but we definitely can maintain something called akhlaq...

i am still so lacking of all those.. i tell you.. i'm still learning my way through the verses of the Holy Book.. but quoting verses from it would incur comments... for not practising what we know...

and when we often harbour jealousy and anger.. isnt that so women? we crave for every bit of attention.. we often forget ourselves to speak ill of others... for all we know we'd be the statistics in Hell...

what do we do about it? we still do it dont we? best things is that we have people agreeing that you did a good and proper job speaking ill of others... or would join in a topic or two... i am so much guilty of that..

and what when we find out that dirty linen strewn bout us... we bite back.. arent we professionals in it baby gurl? how do we do it? we eradicate all thoughts and manipulate people to a make believe world of worldly manifestations...

we cried foul when we're bitten... but whose shoulders did we cry on? our friends? sure? come on... are we sure if thats our friends? guess again.. they might just be our "friends" indeed...

but sometimes we forgot to cover our tracks... isnt that human still? we're not perfect?


what do we know about perfection? painting a picture to friends and acquaintances that we're the helpless sheeps when we we're the one who cried WOLF! perfect aint it? well... DUH! it is.. we're the victims in the picture.. SHhh! not a word to others...

we speak too much until we forgot who we spoke to...

we manipulate too much until we spilled our personal characters over... dun blame others on how they view things.. its because we moulded their thoughts and behaviours...

intention was to disintegrate friendships... and tumble the whole world over...

IT SHOOK! the ground grumbled.. waiting to eat everyone up!

but wait... who were we deceiving? ourselves?

Were we deceiving on the angels who's writing our good and dirty deeds all round the clock?

Were we trying to impress too much until we look like 'Perfect Failures'?

Where we heading to? Paradise of Earth?

But one thing for sure, I'm blessed that I stopped knowing you... cos I dun want to know myself over again...

Think well baby gerl.. You're not there yet... Try harder...

Perhaps you would want to pen this down in the New Year's Resolution... "How not to kill yourself with your own game..."

Once again.. Thank you for the opportunity to get to know you better...

Till we meet again..

Disclaimer : Do not digest this article if its not meant for you...

salaam people

i really mish one of my buddy very much... i havent seen him for donkey months...

he's busy preparing for his future life endeavours... uncle mac.. if you're reading this... msn me arrr..

salaam people...

only certain people would know what i'm talking about... so the rest of you.. keep ya question marks hanging just there...

goin by this saying...

when u hav done something for 2 years... look over it carefully. After 5 years... look over it with suspicion. And after 10 years... and you're still at it... CLUELESS... throw all of it and start all over again!!! ;)

till then.

full of contentment

salaam people...

it was a lazy weekend for me...

came back @ 3.45pm after half day's at work.. chetz! more than half of the saturday is gone.. *burnt*

went home and did some cooking with daddy.. when we actually engaged in this convo...

Daddy Dearest : "Do you want to go to JB with me??"

Me : "Are you kidding Daddy? Its Saturday evening.... Causeway sure Jam-Packed.. Dun wannn arrrr.. I want to sleep..."

Daddy Dearest : "Okay lor... enjoy ya sleep..."

See.. No one can understand me as well as daddy... And i dunnow wat to do if he's not around.. prolly i become life-less... Cos he's been my pillar of strength when momma's not around in life anymore...

But lives in da world's a temporary one... I guess I have to be really.. really strong when the time comes.. but till then.. i'm enjoying my relationship with daddy..

even till today, my bf does not understand me as well as daddy..

so dad.. i dun believe in wishing you a big thank you and giving you a big hug on daddy's day.. but i know i was never a perfect one.. and although i spend more time at work or with my buddies.. I've got YOU everywhere i am and despite wateva i do.. *most especially in doing all the wrong stuffs...* hahahahaha...

thank you daddy.. but do me a fav.. dun nag on sunday mornings when i decide to have a late one... *tak sanggup nak bangun pagi and tag along to the market with him laarr...*
and about the re-run thing...

spent the whole day watching re-runs on sunday..

watched the star awards.. re-runned!

watched mohabattein.. re-runned! *neva get tired of this movie... that 'karan' guy.. oozing... juicing off me* *heh*

till then.. Hugs my ol' man

salaam semua

sudah rasanya gelisah kalau kedua belah kaki ini tidak melangkah ke atas bumi lain... *pheeeew! saya rasa kekoknya menulis dalam bahasa ibunda... tapi saya akan melakukan ia dengan terbaik.. insyaALLAH.. demi Cikgu2 yang telah banyak membimbing dan mengajar saya bahasa melayu dengan betul semasa zaman sekolah dahulu... *terima kasih cikgu. saya sentiasa mengingati jasa dan budi cikgu2 semua*

kembali kepada topik melancong...

saya rasa sebelum tahun baru menjemput kita tidak lama lagi.. saya akan ke kuala lumpur sekali lagi... untuk menemani seorang adeq saya yang comel tu... *waa* untuk membeli belah...

saya rasa saya akan menunjukkan kepadanya selok belok kuala lumpur jadi dia pula akan membawa rakan2nya ke sana di lain kalinya...

saya juga akan mengajak "sidekick shopping" saya.. iaitu kawan akrab saya untuk pergi bersama...

jadi.... "minah2 singapura akan kembali menjerit di kuala lumpur sekali lagi..."


*p/s : waa.. nak ikut ke bangkok tak tahun depan.. bulan april? jika mahu.. sila menabung dari tika dan saat ini ya?

*broke down in cold sweat when i am writing this post... *brrr! brr!*

sampai nanti ya rakan2 semua....

salaam.

salaam people

i havent been bloggin for the like the past week or so... its been exciting like witnessing the wedding reception of a colleague, Omar with his lawfully wedded wifey, Shikin.. I'm praying for your marital bliss ya.. insyaALLAH.

the past week was also for shopping, goin up to Jaybee with my cuzzin and sidekick...

got my new phone.. a nokia 6260 second hand.. *yey-Ness*

so many things but so lil time to blog so thats why the short hiatus...

so i just leave you with all the pics...

beautiful people




me and dina




multi-racial society




tales of two "sitis"




abigail 'r' us




wis & myself




chetz.. her blouse looks like the ketupats...




kat atas tuuuu... ada cicak ngah crawl




the 3 non evilish - angels




abg and myself




shades for like 2 @ 23RM.. so apa lagi.. grab arrr..





and whats colleagues without a fun shopping trip and dinner together... *heh* so i went with nuraini lah.. gi rempuh harbourfront's walking culture... Its all about U.. Me.. Us.. Whoeva laar

breeks @ harbourfront




ma'am ngah tengok wat to mamam





guess what i bought... shoes laaaar wat else.. mampoz abah aku mengamuk gileer punyerrrrr...

walking culture uno




walking culture dos





so thats the whole of last two weeks in one pictorial stint...

till then hunny bunnies.. lurve y'all *smoooooooooooooooooooooooooches*

p/s : i miss my darlz loads... we've been thru a rough patch of miscommunication due to the "men in blue.. i've got no time for you" syndrome thingie.. so i'm ironing stuffs with him rite now...