Musings

It's that time of the year when everyone reflects on what the whole year has meant to them. On our part of the world, it's been pretty clear that 2014 has been a year of tragedies.. Even if I was not directly involved in any of the calamities,  it's fair to say that nobody in our country has been left unaffected by the incidents..  Truly Allah is the best of planners and as Muslims we must believe that he gives us trials and tribulations so that we don't forget Him and so that we will learn from it.. It would just be a shame if we came out of these disasters not being educated on the beauty that lies within the mess.. On a personal note with you dear Khadeeja,.. Mama has learned (and is still learning) the art of patience. As much as I think one of the solutions is for you to have a sibling (if only it were that simple), I'm happy to be the one playing with you and hearing you talk.. Boy you can say a lot these days you smarty pants.. ;) You can tell me stories, sul...

Gosh. It's been months. Such a cliche statement that I just had to start this way. The thought of writing has crossed my mind a dozen times and you have no idea how much I've been constructing things to say in here but.. to no avail :(  As usual I'm squeezing in time. You're happily playing in the bath tub right now while I'm tapping my fingers on this phone and having one eye on you at the same time.. I call this multi-tasking ;)  But now you're demanding I show you something on my phone.. So I'll continue writing in my mind and get back to focusing on you.. 😘  Laters.  Ps/ because you like green :)

When I was a student at Uni, my late grandmother, on seeing me off to the UK almost every summer, would often sigh and maybe even cry while saying 'when will we meet again..? Will we ever get to see each other..?' Of course she'd say this in her Negeri Sembilan accent and I'd say nice things to stop her from tearing up..  At that time I knew she was referring to her old age and thinking of time that was running out for her. I guess I was no different too often thinking of death whenever I boarded the plane and when it was taking off.. Then a few minutes later all would be forgotten when the plane started cruising on a certain altititude and the nice cabin crew served drinks and food and later I watched a movie or two. It was all happy thoughts of that moment and of the anticipation of returning to studying in England, my second home ;) But then when the plane went into air pockets and shook I'd grab my seat and feel my heart jumping and lurching for a few s...

A Farewell Ode The first day to me was really nerve-wracking, My thoughts were like 'they're gonna be judging', As expected, we all slowly got to talking, After that history was in the making. Like often before, there were times I got sad, And maybe sometimes a little bit mad, But surely there were moments I was ever so glad, To have met you people who ain't all that bad. My hope for everyone is succeess all the way, May you find it in studying or on any given day, Be sure to be good and of course always pray That a time will come that we meet again someday. You know where to find me, that is if you care to, God willing I'll be here to receive a postcard or two, But silence will not mean that all is forgotten, From the bottom of my heart please accept this little token. - Ms Shereen, 21st May 2014- In memory of my mentees, M12B, M12C & E12D  

Currently alone in the living room, listening to the radio, taking five, and pretty much enjoying this quiet time. Make sure you do this kind of thing once in a while dear. Do things that make you happy. Make you calm.. Gives you peace.. :) I love you!

It was your Wan's birthday recently and I decided to give her a gift I think people don't give these days. An album filled with printed photos! It was given out of a sense of guilt too cuz I think we have owed her a lot of pictures in the past years which have been stored in a CD somewhere and forgotten.. This is clearly an era where snapping photos on your phone is so habitual you don't realise that you've already stored thousands of photos in the process. But most pictures we gave Wan was the one we took with a real camera :) It's a shame photos on your phone don't turn up nice when you print them. There's SOooo many photos of you on my phone dear ;) Anyway, I recommend people to do this. The gift actually makes a nice conversation starter and gets you going down memory lane.. A lane that you have also kept in one part of your memory or may even have unintentionally forgotten. Bottom line is all the pictures were happy pictures. Don't we all take pic...

At an early age, I was blessed to have an appreciation for food ;) Your Wan will always tell me the story of how one day I came back from school and proudly told her that `Today I had seconds Mummy'.. (meaning: I asked for a second round of food at the canteen) The school I attended at the time prepared food for their students and all we had to do was queue up and be served :)  My favourite was the sweet stuff. That hasn't changed much. I still have a sweet tooth. I don't recall much of what exactly were my favourite food.. but all I know is I had an appetite and it led to several nicknames used fondly by my relatives that I choose not to mention here.. It's no fun that sometimes when they're reminiscing the `good ol'days' they remind me of it.. :p At 2 and a half years going on 3, you love a number of healthy food. Thank you Allah. Carrots are your favourite vege; you love fruits especially apples, grapes and watermelon. You love my spaghetti and most r...