Friday, 29 July 2016


Usually he calls me Ibu.
Sometimes he calls me Mama.

But always when he feels like it, he calls me IbuMa.

Faiq, Faiq...

Tuesday, 19 July 2016

Once upon a time in Manchester...

These two sweet ladies were my ACCA classmates back when we were in Manchester. I was glad that I got to reconnect with them, because their thinking and maturity are beyond their age in many ways.

We were in the same class, and we clicked instantly. Maybe because we are from Malaysia, and my first time meeting them was in a P1 Class: Professional Accountants. Then, when I continued my second semester, Farah was able to join the classes with me, and Ifah repeated her papers.

It was really quite a few number of students in the advanced class (optional papers), so we struggled really hard to pass the papers.

Anyway, what I would say was the maturity by both of them. For their age, at that time, which was like 6 years ago.. I was really astounded and still is by the way they gather their thoughts and speak up. Ifah was the one who is actually, at that time make her time for her duha prayers (mind you, she was not wearing any head gears or tudung) and that really shifted my perspective.

I was in the main stream school being in a good boarding school, and later entered a private university with arrays of characters. Thus, there are not many that still pray consistently. Because of Ifah, I started to do my duha. It was not easy, but alhamdulillah, I have been consistently doing it for the past 6 years. I was glad that Ifah decided to dons tudung past few years back.

As for Farah, she is still matured beyond her age. I received many wisdom words from her that I cherished. She has really excellent viewpoints on many matters, and she is wise.

I am glad that our friendship has been more than 5 years.

Farah mentioned we were in our pinks and blues. Somehow, the picture tells a lot about how we might sychronised our sitting (in fact, we have not done this intentionally).

Both my girls are in audit (yes, forever their blood is written in the audit department), and I am the only one who is doing technical reports as of now ^_^

Friday, 15 July 2016

I hope it is not too late.. wish everyone Selamat Hari Raya. Maaf zahir dan batin.

May we continue to magnify our good deeds after Ramadhan.

This year, our Raya was celebrated in Kelantan. And our Faiq refused to wear his baju melayu. Hence, there was a decent picture of our family, but with Faiq wearing t-shirts and shorts.

Here is the evidence *sigh*