Froggg Partayyyy!

Sorry for the late update everyone. Hello to all. As you may already sense from the title, I am writing about a frog birthday party that was held at my Mom-in-law's place on 13th November 2011 ( I know it's a little late for my blog update!). It's my baby girl Chempaka Naura's first birthday. Alright, I may be a little excited and somehow planned this party lonnngggg time ago. We had to get so many things done from as early as July although birthday is in November. However, I am glad that everything went well as planned and everyone was happy at the end of the party.

To tell you the truth, my baby knows nothing about anything. After all, she's just one year old , right! The frog party was actually was for me! Hehehe!!! I've been an avid collector of frog dolls and such for some time. I love the cartoon frog, of course. Not so on the real ones. I collect any things that's related to frog. Be it frog dolls, frog purses, frog bags, you name it and I have it. So, why not make a frog party? It'll be different and unique in its own way. So, my sister-in-law and I have been planning it months before the actual date so that we could get a lot of things sorted out as some of the stuff like pasta and other frog stuff cannot be bought here in Malaysia. Good gracious, we have a wonderful friend who stays in the USA and helped us delivered some stuff from there. Thank you, Carissa. We couldn't have done it without you!

These are some of the photos taken on that eventful day. Though not many as I was too hectic with other things, I managed to capture some moments. Enjoy it!

Cute banners made by my is-in-law.

Party packs ready! Frog cookies made to order from Delectable by Su.

Some of the menus on that special day.

The entrance, the balloons and decorations for the party.

YES!!!! They're all my collections, not my daughter's. Hehe!!

Can you spot the frog??? Thanks to my love who bought this hand wash gel for me.

The birthday cake (though a bit invisible from this angle!).

The cupcakes (icing on top courtesy of me, Kak Lena and Kak Yam).

Big froggo frog (birthday present from my sis, Kak Izah).

All in all, they made incredible decorations for the main table.

Birthday girl and Mama. Love you to bits.

Oops! forgot Papa!

I can't thank everyone enough for making it a success. Extra thanks to Kak Soraya and Abang Arif who have been preparing all these and made it an incredible birthday for my little baby (and me! *wink wink*). To everyone, and I mean EVERYONE! who helped us through this humble party we threw, thank you for all your kind hard work. Thanks to friends and relatives who dropped by on that day. We hope that you did enjoy it as much as we did. For those who weren't invited. That's just toooo baddddd!!!

Love and so much love...





I often see love everywhere I go. I am always amazed by the word and I love the word 'love'. You can find love everywhere. Love between parents and their children, love among brothers and sisters, love among husbands and wives, love toward animals, love towards the planet and environment, love for technology, love and love and love. The list is endless and never ending.


I discovered love when I was just a tiny little girl. Love was something new for me and I was eager to say the word love, love, love. I love my dolls and toys, I love my Mom, I love almost everything and anything.


As I grew older, I was fascinated by the love of music and freedom. I love music so much because it makes me happier and feel more loved. Though I don't really have any particular genre that I really love, I love music indeed. The rhythm, the beat, melodies and lyrics made me fell in love to music even more. I don't describe myself as the rebellious type but I was in desperate for freedom, I felt I needed it so much. I love it when Mom gave me some freedom especially in voicing out my opinion. I love that.


I entered adulthood with passion and enthusiasm to embrace love. This time is about work and the job that I chose to love. Flying up in the sky was such an incredible and amazing experience for me. I fell in love with the job instantly despite the bullying and some harsh insulting words from some jerks. I love flying so much. Not so much on working with some annoying colleagues but I survived! Oh, how  I miss my flying days.

Travelling is my passion. If I had all the money in the world, I would travel and travel and travel. There are so many beautiful places to visit. I love to travel with my loved ones. To share what I'm passionate about. Not many chances of travelling nowadays but it's okay. I still love to travel when there's opportunity.

Food! That is something everyone should love. It gives us energy and pleasure when we eat them. Gosh! I love food. I can't imagine life without food. It's a shame that in certain parts of the world, food is so inaccessible to its people. Some were starved to death. I can't describe how lucky I am to be able to taste and enjoy food. I love them!

Love of my life, my beloved husband, Shafiz Yusof. I don't know how did you do it but I'm so deeply in love with you, all the time. Thank you for showing me different kind of love and I'm hooked on you. Any magic spells or potions that you gave me that make me so into you? Of course none. Silly of me. Thank you for the unconditional love and care and may we remain this way forever and ever. I love you, my love.

Children are so precious and special, although sometimes they can really get into your nerves and drive you crazy. However, I love children. I don't know how or when did I start to feel love toward children. I wasn't so into them before. They are naughty and cranky. They are annoying and love crying. That all changed when I decided to be a mother, myself. I learned to accept everyone is so different and unique. Same goes with children. Each one of them is exceptionally different than another. We have to nurture and bring them up the best possible way and InsyaAllah, they will be responsible and mature adults. I'm trying to be a mother and still very new in this case, but I'm loving it. I see more and more love and compassion in me after being a mother. Amazing how my little baby changed my entire life! I love her so much. I love you so much, Chempaka Naura.

Some say, in-laws are creepy and sometimes if you do stay with them, it'll be a living hell. In my case, it's totally the opposite. I love my in-laws. They are superb in everything and every way. I can't thank God enough for blessing me with this incredibly loving family. My Mom in law is my best buddy. we talk about everything. I love all of them so much. What's even better, my Mama and Mom in law are best buddies too. I can only dream of having that in my life. Love all of them so much for the love that they share with me.

I love friends who are there especially when you need them. I have few numbers of friends who are nice and friendly. They always check on you if every thing's okay. They know inside out about you and accept you as who you are. That is what friends are for. They are so special, right!

I can go on and on listing down about love and more love but I think I've to stop this for a while. Love is such a beautiful word and feeling. You have to have love for yourself before loving anyone. Love yourself first and explore love with others and you'll find more love.

Love,

Hidayah@D.

Sesame Street.

   40 Years of Sunny Days Sesame Street DVD.

I don't know when did I first heard of Sesame Street? Neither the first time I ever watched the show. Somehow, I get hooked to it lately. I have been watching the show over and over again with my 1 year old daughter. I thought it would be kind of educational programme for her to watch. Besides that, the show consist of a lot of catchy and rhyming songs that makes it perfect for children. I myself love it. I love the muppets and varieties of characters, as well as colours, shapes and sizes all combined together. If their goal is to teach children about so many things, then I strongly believe that they've achieved it tremendously well. My daughter is so addicted to Sesame Street and I have no intentions of stopping her from watching it. I'm all for it!

As you can see from the enclosed photo above (which I pasted from Google), Sesame Street has been on TV for 40-some years. Who would have thought a TV show could last that long? And leave a huge impact to an enormous number of kids all around the globe. Yes! That's Sesame Street! Wow!

And I quote " I've always said of our original team that developed and produced Sesame Street: Collectively, we were a genius"-Joan Ganz Cooney, founder of CTW and Sesame Street.

Yes, indeed they were genius to create a show that complement young minds and hearts. They managed to come up with that idea in the late 60's when TV was such an out of the ordinary box kind of thing.

I love Sesame Street and I still enjoy watching the old episodes back to back. It is some kind of addiction to me and my baby girl. We both can't resist it.

To all Sesame Street fans out there, enjoy it while it's still available. With the technology fast growing in today's world, we tend to forget what was there before than what it is now. I am one happy mother enjoying Sesame Street with my loved ones. Hehehe!! That includes my husband. Ah! Ah! Ah! The Count style.

In Loving Memory of Koko.

It has been a while since I last saw my handsome male cat, Koko. He vanished almost a month ago. I just don't know his whereabouts. I miss him dearly. I wish I knew what actually happened to him. Is he still alive or gone completely from this world? I have no answers at all. I tried to find him around my house and neighbourhood but Koko can never be found anywhere. I miss those nights when he'll call me from the outside of my room, by the window trying to get in. Once he's in, he'll sleep on my bed until the wee hours of dawn before smooching my face with his wet nose trying to get out from my room.


During my pregnancy, Koko kept me company whenever my husband is away for work. He'll have half of the bed and I had to make sure I won't accidentally crush him with my huge belly. Hehehe! Oh how I miss him.


Thank you Koko for being such an amazing friend to me. I can never forget all the crazy things you did to me like kissing me all over my face trying to get out at 5 in the morning. Biting and playing under my chair while I'm on the computer. Sleeping in all sorts of funny and weird positions on my bed. Scratching my hands when I tried to caress you. Meow-wing at me when you want something and so much more.


I am sorry if you feel that I abandon you after Chempaka Naura is born. My attention and priority has changed entirely for her. Thank you for helping me during my rough nights, I miss having you next to me. I miss you a lot now.


Whatever the outcome is, I hope you are in a better place and happy. Although I miss you so much, life has to go on.


Here are some photographs for remembrance.

Koko trying to get some sleep.

The bed is mine! Hehehe!!!

Leaning my hot bod to the wall.

Not sure if he's in a yoga class? This is so cute!

I'm going to miss you forever Koko.

XOXO,

Hidayah@D.

A Reader! My Blog?

I've been writing my blog for a couple of months now. When I first started it, I expected no one to read it at all except my husband and some close family members. Today, I found out that there's another person, an outsider who visits my blog. Wow! And that reader left a comment. I'm flattered and surprisingly delighted! Is that normal? I don't know what to say about it. I am happy that someone reads and I still can't believe it. Thank you.

P/S- Hey my love, someone actually visited my blog! Hehehe! Thanks to you for encouraging me to do this. I love you to bits.

Kiasu, Who???

This word often confuses me. I think I know what it means but at the same time I don't really know what it means? I'm sure you know what I mean. So, to clear things up, I decided to check it in the Internet and find out what it really means. It derived from a Hokkien (one of the Chinese dialects) word that literally means 'fear of losing'. I still don't quite get it, do you?


This word is synonym with Singaporeans as it is widely used to describe their behaviour. However, I disagree with that. To me, my Singapore experience has been great so far. Regardless with all other opinions relating to the kiasu issue. I believe that somewhere everywhere, there must be some people who's kiasu, not particularly in Singapore. There are some in Malaysia, Hong Kong, and other countries too. Kiasu is so subjective.


Recently, I travelled to Singapore, again with my loved ones for a short getaway over the weekend. I had to be on my own for a while with my daughter because my husband couldn't joined us, (as he was busy eyeing on Mark Wright! Hehehe!). Well, travelling solo with an 11 month old baby is not a walk in the park for me. My daughter wants to be strolled constantly without any stop, so that somehow restricted my window shopping while I was there. I was clumsy and exhausted at the same time, (not that I'm complaining for being a mother!) rushing everywhere and tried to comfort and fulfill my daughter's needs and wants. I was busy struggling with the baby, the stroller, the shopping bags, the phone calls from my Mama, the coins falling all over the place etc, you name it all. I was just  about to burst into frustration and came this lovely young lady with a sweet smile offering a hand to me, I was in heaven! She helped me by picking up my coins on the floor. Though it was just a tiny good deed, but I really appreciate it indeed! It was spontaneous and I am a sucker for good people with positive attitude, and she impressed me greatly well by doing that! What kiasu, who? Singaporean? Think about it.


Surprisingly, there was another person with a big heart caught my attention as I was fighting my way from the hustling and bustling crowd. I was approaching to the exit and was about to push out the door to make my way out when one young gentleman held the door and helped me with my stroller and all, how swwweeeetttt!!! A help I least expected, especially when people raving about how kiasu and arrogant Singaporeans are. Nope, not all are like that! I was really touched and can't thank him enough. Well, I really love that and appreciate it so much when someone give a hand to another person in need, it feels so good and fantastic! Another kiasu Singaporean? You tell me.


In conclusion, what I'm trying to say is that it doesn't matter who you are and where you are from. Regardless whatever it is, kiasu is not only in Singaporeans, we forget the real meaning of kiasu is 'fear of losing' and in today's world everyone is sooo afraid of losing, be it among Singaporeans, among students in school, among colleagues at a workplace, among brothers and sisters in a family, among politicians, yada yada yada yada yada ( I could go on forever!!! The list is endless!!). There is a little kiasu in all of us but unfortunately we always tend to overlook it by pin pointing others. If you are a good person, then there must be another good person too. If we all could stop blaming each other and whining about this kiasu-ness, then the world is a much better place to live in.


What kiasu again??? Ask yourself!


Forget kiasu-ness, think kindness. Peace to all!


Love,
Hidayah.

P/S- Hi my love, I know you're reading this. Best Singapore. Thanks again and love you so much!

Surviving Motherhood.

What a title, huh? I know it 's a little lame but I just want to share my experience here. I have a daughter who's about to celebrate her first birthday next month. Being a mother is incredible for me. I am far better person in every single way. Despite all the crying, the messiness she made, giggles coming out from her mouth when I do some stupid stuff just to get her attention, yada, yada, yada... I can't describe in words the experience of a lifetime being a mother. Yup, I do get tensed sometimes  when things don't go my way or even just by her disobedience about oh so many things! What can I say, I'm still trying to be a mom!

There is no book in this world that could really guide you or me to be the best mother for our children. I, myself is still learning about her every single second. It is weird but it is fun and exciting to feel that way. I love my daughter very much. I am so thankful and contented that I have supports from all my family members. I can never survive without them.

Dear Chempaka Naura,

I am sorry if there were times I was being foolish by not understanding your needs,
If there were times I was being harsh on you,
If there were times I didn't listen to you,
If there were times I was losing my emotions completely for things you did unintentionally,
Mama is still trying to get to know you,
Trying to get to know all about you,
Forgive me if I ever hurt you in any ways,
For you should know, I'm trying and always trying,
To be a mother to you, a friend to you, a shoulder to cry on and your confidante,
I will always strive to be the best mother you could ever imagine,
Please allow me to do so, always,
I love you so much, always.

Love,

Mama.

Our first airplane ride together to Langkawi Island. First holiday for you. You did great!

Our first Mother's Day celebration together. You were just 6 months old!

We were on our way to Singapore. Woo Hoo!

Look at the smile!

I really love this one! We both smiled and

so sweet together! I love you so much!

Annoyed Gone Annoying.

Whatever that means, what you're about to read is still about annoyance. I was a different person before I met my husband. In terms of characteristics and self-esteem. I am now way better than I was before and Alhamdullillah I am glad I am who and what I am today. However, there is one thing that has never changed at all though I'm trying as hard as I could to change it. I can easily get annoyed to certain things and actually there are a lot of things that I despise. I know I should be grateful and thankful instead of whining about all this crap in my blog but hey! It's my blog and I get to write what I wish to write about anything.

* I get easily annoyed by my Mama, especially when she keeps on babbling about something so petty such as yelling at my younger brother to take his shower when the fact is he just got home from school less than five minutes. Poor boy! Give him a break! He'll shower once he's ready.


* I love my younger brother, but sometimes he does annoy me when he doesn't listen and obey to my instructions like keeping his room neat and tidy when I've told him over and over again! Well, it used to be my room and it's his now. I would love to see my ex-room sparkling clean as before but I guess boys will be boys, what can I do? I'm just happened to be the opposite sex! He's not me and I'm still trying (very hard indeed!) to absorb that.

* Car drivers or bikers who possess idle hands that happens to be too handicapped to use the indicator or signals before they make any turns on the road. Gosh! That really annoys me! I believe other people do feel that too!

* People with no stickers who park at the handicapped allocated parking lot especially at hospitals and shopping malls. I guess they are blind, really blind to park their cars there, that's why!

* I just despise people who jump the queue regardless whatever their reasons are. If they had to, then ask permission and explain the reason why. Not just by skipping the line and pretended that no one will say anything to you! Oops... You got the wrong person! I'll definitely will give them a long winded speech so that they'll understand. Unfortunately, they don't most of the time.

* My local people who disrespect foreign workers from neighbouring countries like Indonesia, Bangladesh, Myanmar, just to name a few. Come on people! They are here to help us to help them. Show some respect and compassion. After all, aren't we all friendly? ( As what the tourism board always promote about us! )

* People who loves to brag about almost everything that they own or have. Just to show off to the world that they can afford all of those things. Do I really care about it?

* People who don't walk the talk. Just say and keep on saying about blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, yada, yada, yada, yada and no action taken. Unfortunately, this is very popular among Malaysians. Hehehe!!!

* Opportunists who always jump into the situation just to gain benefits for themselves. Creepy, sly and pathetic!!! Work your arses off yourself to get things done not an arse licker!

* Bullies. Wherever you are!!! Schools, work place, colleges, etc... There are so many better and appropriate ways to teach or guide someone, not by putting them down or crash on the ground. That's a coward job. Say BOO to BOOLLIES!!!

Well, I can list all the things and go on forever but I can never do that, I'll get more annoyed. In conclusion, there still will be people who are like that all the time , everywhere in this world. What I really know is I am not one of those crooks. I am better than them and I intend to be better every day in every possible way InsyaAllah.
Even though I can make just a slight difference to this world, I know deep in my heart that I've done something good although it is just an itsy bitsy good deed.

How about you???? Have you done something small but good to at least yourself?
Do something good for yourself, and you'll feel awesome!
Try not to get annoyed easily like me, am still trying and have improved tremendously great.

Adios...

Fashion. Does it really matter?

I don't know where or how to start this? However, does it really matter? To some, it's considerably a big deal but to others it may be secondary. To me, I don't know how to define that word. Maybe it's because I'm too lazy trying to get to know it or perhaps I'm too fed up watching the raving maniacs of Fashion Police giving remarks on how the Hollywood stars should dress on certain occasion like award nights (or even when they are just going to stores buying groceries or refuelling their gas!). Fashion is too subjective and personal. It is what it is! Fashion! You wear an Elmo shirt with a beautiful pleated skirt together with a ballerina pump, it is fashion! It is just how people see it, does it matter?


Everyone is beautiful in their own ways. How they want to dress themselves is really up to them. Fashion isn't just about donning the latest trend of clothes on your body or stuffing your feet into those killer heels (you know what I mean by that. It's killing your feet!) but it's about your personal style. The one that is pretty decent. The one that looks presentable on you. The one that fits and flows in you incredibly stunning. The one that does not need to KILL you (physically and financially!) and most of all the one that makes you feel comfortable and makes you feel YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL as who you are.


I was a person who is too conscious on how I look like but I am no longer that person. I accept myself as it is. I began to accept other people as they are. Everyone is unique and exceptional. Fashion, again, is just a guideline on how you want to wear whatever you want to wear. 


Editorial critique, guidelines and commentary can be found everywhere like in newspapers, magazines and websites to educate us about fashion and all. It is something beneficial in trying to find what suits you best. You just have to find it and make it your distinct style. I'm in no man's land when it comes to fashion let alone writing about it but I believe it is up to the individual on how and what they want to put on on their body.

Recently, I attended my sister in law's photography exhibition held at her bistro. It's kind of celebrating and appreciating the people and the beauty of Nepal. She took some amazingly magnificent and breathtaking photographs while trekking there. Fashion in Nepal? The people there are as fashionable as the New Yorkers in their own ways! One of the photos that caught my eye is Lady in Red, captured by Abang Arif. It was a lady in red saree. It is simple but divinely beautiful. Fashion it is!

I myself was a bit fashionable that day too. Got myself an emerald green saree last year but no chance of wearing it due to my pregnancy, so I wore it to the exhibition. I love it regardless, if there was any one who didn't like it. That's none of my concern. I felt fantastic wearing it and yes I was very comfortable and I love that feeling! Woohoo!!!


I took some photos with the people I love and would like to share it with all of you. Enjoy it!

Myself in the emerald green saree.

With the one I want to grow old with forever, my loving husband Shafiz Yusof.

My tough and rough little cookie.

My ever amazingly great Mom-in-law.

My super sweet Sis-in-law, Kak Roy.

Us with the ever talented Kak Soraya, the magnificent photographer.

My ever understanding and caring little brother, Hairul.

Gorgeous Syairah and moi.

My cheeky and naughty nephew, Syahiran.

My handsome nephews cum bodyguards, Ushuaia and Syahir.



Shoes Shoes Shoes

Louboutin, Blahnik, Ferragamo. They all have something in common when put together. Yes! Shoes, shoes, shoes! Just like the title. Is it a girl's best friend next to diamond? I don't know about others but to me, shoes are exquisitely and incredibly one gorgeous simply divine invention. Shoes have evolved enormously from just leather, canvas or wood covering and protecting your feet to something incredibly expensive and fashionable. It turned out to be a high fashion must have rather than just a necessity. It come in all magnificent designs, eye catching hues and of course varieties of styles and patterns. However, at the end of the day, it serves the ultimate purpose that is to protect one's feet.

I adore shoes or  may I say it, I worship shoes but those days were gone. I hardly wear heels nowadays. As much as I love to try and put them on but I feel that they're hurting me a lot. I love watching women in heels. Some can even run with their high heels on, I wonder how? I watched Sex and The City and am very impressed with the sense of styles all 4 main characters have to offer. Unfortunately, again, that's just a TV show. I bet in real life, most women can't really find their time to get and be well dressed all the time! Whatever it is, I did enjoy watching Carrie Bradshaw and the rest of the gang portraying diversities in fashion and styles. Just look at how Carrie would rather spend on Blahniks more than anything else in this world. That is one expensive hobby, a closet full of designers collections.

Last week I bought 4 pairs of shoes and they're all flatties. I feel that's more comfortable compared to high heels, stilettos, wedges, you name it! Besides that, I love my translucent Crocs. They are comfy and spacious and I don't feel my feet hurt at all. I am actually in my comfort zone without any intentions of getting out from it. I love shoes and yes I would love to wear heels again, but strictly to certain special occasion or event. I want to care and love my feet more than I love the shoes.

Oh shoes! You are so beautiful to me! I want you and I need you! Don't ever stray, just stay!

You hurt me, you make me cry. But shoes, you'll never die!

You are my protector, you are my lover, you are my happiness ever after.

Parenting.

 We are family.

Wow! It's a little heavy and a bit intimidating topic for me to write since I'm only a mother to a 10month old baby girl. Something moved me to write about this. Thanks to Syairah (my niece), who sought for my advice (although I'm not the best person around!) about relationship between parents and children. Parenting, in my opinion is very subjective and individual. As we know generally, it is a process of raising and educating a child from birth, or before, until the child reaches adulthood. What we don't know is what method and which is the best for us to practise while raising the child. This is very interesting as everyone has different ways of how they want to nurture and bring up their children. Apart from that, we wouldn't know sometimes, children themselves are too complex and complicated for us, parents to fathom what's playing on their minds and hearts. I can't write much about this title as I myself am still learning about parenting but one thing I am certain about is that I will strive to be the best parent to my children, InsyaAllah. I've read few books about parenting and guess what? Each and every one of them is dissimilar and distinct. So, it dawned to me that parenting is actually a journey consist of a lot of paths and choices for parents to choose to bring up their children in their own special means. Being a parent is challenging and requires great amount of effort. No one is well equiped and prepared to be a parent in this world. You just got to go with the flow and the combined positive approach to help your children grow happily without any pressure (that includes you, too). I've seen good parenting and I've seen poor parenting, I mean a really really bad one! However, I still believe that one is given the opportunity to do and choose what's the best for oneself, so people, choose wisely and you know what's best for you and your children. This will be a test for me in bringing up my beloved children, which I'll be evaluated by Him, The Almighty. I hope I can do well and accomplish it with flying colours. I want to be a better parent than my parents and I hope I can be the best parents to my children. Amin.

Chempaka Naura binti Mohammad Shafiz

Hello world! I am Chempaka Naura Binti Mohammad Shafiz.

       Shafiz is super duper excited to meet her for the very first time! Alhamdullillah.

         Look at her overwhelmed cousins, lovely grandmas and uncle welcoming her to this world!

13th November 2010,

Chempaka Naura was born on this day. It was truly an amazing and  incredible experience for me to embrace motherhood. InsyaAllah we'll try our best to be the best parents to her and to our future children. Woohoo!!! Look at those smiles of our family members when they met her for the first time! Fresh from oven.

Smile :-)

Salam to all. Happy celebrating Eid ul-Fitr to all Muslims around the world. It is indeed a  celebration of victory surviving the fasting month, the Holy Ramadhan, Alhamdullillah. "It is time for kindness and forgiveness amongst all", so my husband said. Well, it is indeed. It is time for us to purify our hearts and souls from guilt and evil. So, why don't we start with a SMILE? Yup, just a simple smile can make the world a better place to live in. However, how many of us actually really practise that? The reason I came up with this topic is because what happened earlier today at a shopping mall while I was doing some groceries shopping. I was standing at the Maybank ATM to withdraw some cash and there was a family standing and some seating not very far from me. I thought, hey it's Raya and why not just give s smile to all those strangers since I am in a happy jovial mood. Well, I tried (but maybe not hard enough!) to be as sincere as I could while throwing my smile to them, somehow I guess they just didn't get it! Yes! None of them smiled back to me. Am I surprised? Nope. Realising this, I just un-smiled myself, got things done and moved on. Like I care about that! I did, and that is the problem! I did care. It is so difficult for one to be friendly and kind towards another soul. It's a real hard work for a stranger to give a smile to another stranger. I am still trying to pose my most genuine smile whenever I see strangers but most of the time it is mistakenly interpreted. So, I smile to people whom I think would smile back to me and still thinking I'm not a lunatic.Although a smile confuses an approaching frown, most people would rather frown than smile, isn't it right? Come on people, why not start a day with a smile and get it over with. Start your day with some love by smiling. It is priceless. Ohh! Everyone will smile to everyone only in Hidayah Land (that would be in my most pathetic dream!). Am still smiling, but with a very sly smile. Hehe!!!

To My Other Half.

My dearest romantic, loving, adorable husband Shafiz Yusof,
You inspired me so much in every way,
You have made me a better person each day,
Oh how can I ever repay?

Thank you for loving me,
Thank you for wanting and accepting me,
Thank you for giving me everything and encouraging me to be me,
Thank you, thank you and thank you.


I love you and I love Chempaka Naura.
Both of you mean a world to me.
We're going to miss you whenever you are away,
So come back soon and just stay, stay, stay.


Love from Hidayah and Chempaka Naura.

Starting the Blog.

Hello everyone, although I'm not quite sure who's everyone on this case. I'm pretty sure that the very first person who's going to read my first post would be my loving husband, Shafiz Yusof. Yup, I know it's you, my love! Yes, finally I started a blog where I can write almost anything about almost everything and vise versa. Thank you for encouraging me to do this. I guess I must learn how to be more patient in handling this piece of technology compared to pen and paper. I believe it's about time. Change is good, so I'm prepared to change. Hello blog, here I write...