[1: 1,390 of 10,000] Thank You 2014

It was another wonderful year.

I am immensely grateful for the fascinating 365 days whether I cried or laughed.

At the end of tomorrow, I know that I am loved by God unconditionally.

I have 2 beautiful sisters that I am committed to love for the rest of my life.

I am surprisingly grateful to my colleagues who trust and respect me.

Extremely blessed with the new experience.

Knowing that I have truly love a person.

Gaining control that dreamy wrong things need to end.

Miracles happen when pursued.

The world is kind to a loving heart.

I am happy to say good bye and merci to 2014 and for 2015…

 

 

[1: 1,389 of 10,000] My Favourite Movie for 2014 is Annie

I watched Annie premiered in Dubai courtesy of Du at Mall of the Emirates. I love it!

What are the 5 major things that surprised me and I sincerely love about the movie that I say it’s my favourite for 2014?

1. The casting is amazing. I am loving the lovely Rose Byrne.
2. I fell in love with the voices of Quvenzhane Wallis and Jamie Foxx, both of them have the sweetest and loving voice. I melt for their duets.
3. Even before watching the movie, I was already teary-eyed whenever I watch the music video of the movie’s soundtrack “You’re Never Fully Dressed Without A Smile” by Sia.
4. It was a movie and musical at the same time, I love the songs and the beat! (Disclaimer: Do not watch the video of “Opportunity” if you are planning to watch the movie, I don’t like to ruin the surprise.) The songs speaks to my heart especially the performance of Opportunity and I will probably sing this song to my child “I Don’t Need Anything But You“.
5. The story may be simple, predictable, but it’s a kiddie movie that satisfied the young heart in me and my craving for light mood entertainment, if you call laughing and crying light mood.

[1: 1,388 of 10,000] How’s Your Christmas Day?

Happy Christmas!

I hope you celebrated the day without forgetting who’s day was it. My sissy and I got HIM a cake with a blue ombre icing, I hope HE loves it. To make the day meaningful, we did something for the first time. My sissy recently learned how to bake chocolate cookies and chocolate crinkles. On the night of the 24th, she made hundreds and we packed it.

By 12:52 AM, we drive to Rashid Hospital, greeted people “Merry Christmas” and distributed the freshly baked sweet goodies to the Nurses, Doctors, Admin, Cashier, and Security Guard. Everybody was smiling and surprised with the act, some wondered who we are, the story was a bit long but we simply answered we wanted to spread the spirit of Christmas.

The real story. When my mom was alive (diagnosed with colorectal cancer), there was one day where she kept fainting and she doesn’t even realised it was happening. We called the ambulance (even to her insistence that we shouldn’t), and they sent her to Rashid Hospital. The doctors and nurses kept my mom alive overnight and we didn’t pay a dime. I feel like I just have to give back to the great doctors and nurses even my mom is no longer with us, that overnight survival was enough day for us to spend a little bit more time with my mom.

I went to the office on Christmas Day too (being in a Muslim country with a Muslim boss, Christmas is really not a declared holiday), which I didn’t mind because I was excited to bring freshly baked blueberry muffins to my officemates and a sincere Christmas Card for each telling them what am thankful for and how they inspire me.

After office, I rushed to the mall and bought my my wonderful baby sissy a Christmas gift. It was a rushed gift but a Tiffany bracelet will never fail to make her smile. Then we went for a late lunch and I had the most amazing steak at Soho Grill Dubai, I might be very hungry but they do have delicious food.

I am grateful that I have this Christmas to say Happy Birthday to Jesus. I am grateful that I have my sisters who I love and love me back sincerely. I am grateful for having friends though miles away warms my heart whenever we chat and remember one another. I am happy that this Christmas was more than just me, I do hope it was focused to being truly grateful and recognised the kindness and love for strangers.

It was really a wonderful Christmas.

[1: 1,387 of 10,000] Is Dying Physically An Answer To End Evil?

There are people in the world where they couldn’t control their anger and their twisted goal that they do harm on others. They seemed beyond human that they are capable for hurting somebody. For this type of people, for those moments of madness, is it really right to just kill them? If they die, their evil doing ends…

I just watched The Equalizer yesterday. Denzel Washington was quite heroic killing the bad guys, he does it because he can, and he does it to give people the chance of living their happy peaceful life.

Why am I writing this? I have this deep guilt inside me that I somehow capable of cursing people who have hurt me to endure pain or end up dead. Is it really coincidence that those who have hurt me in the past ends up in a coffin? Or someone dear to them did? And I am not feeling sorry at all, not a single bit because I thought they deserved it.

I am scared of myself. I know I have always tried to do the right thing. I have never intentionally hurt anyone. That’s why I feel betrayed that someone could shatter my delicate feeling; and I start building a hatred and wished the person feel worst than he ever did to me. Whenever I am in this thought, I try to stop myself, I try to divert my focus on better things like reading uplifting books to get away from the cursing thoughts.

God, forgive me.

[1: 1,386 of 10,000] Forget It

There is something about him that made me swoon. I know he is not perfect but I was drawn to fall for him. I have an immaculate “self-control” because I never give in to admit that I am romantically in love or seduce him in any way. I know if I have ever tried, I can be a very ashamed mistress by now.

I saw him into a live-in relationship, then got married, and now the latest pain I have suffered is him having his very first mistress. It is actually the point where I draw the line, I thought I am saying adieu when he’ll have his first child, oh well it was when the mistress that has appeared out of nowhere that made me snapped. He spoke that he is a loyal person and it was the one thing I thought that was good about him, but the moment he cheated on his wife, I completely questioned his character and the person who I thought I knew for 2 years.

I couldn’t rationalise my affection towards him, he reminds me about myself, he reminds me of my parents, some quirks remind me of my sisters of whom I loved the most, and he has the same birthday like one of my best friends. It could be an illusion adoring him so this time around, I have learned my lesson, and I just need to forget about him.

Few days ago, he remarked that “I miss him” since I have not seen him for so many days; it wasn’t even a question, he was too cocky to ask. I’ve contemplated that statement for 2 days, do I miss him? And then in a chat, I told him, “you have been gone for so long I got used to not seeing you anymore.” I really don’t miss him, but my heart demands that I stay so far away and wish to never cross path with him again.

February 2015, Freedom Day!

[1: 1,385 of 10,000] Woman

My perfect definitions of Woman –

• Not because “man” is found in its word doesn’t mean it needs a man to protect her. The difference is having the “wo” in front because a woman is capable to lead any man and she can actually do it with great style and unconditional care.
• If you think woman is weak and can be summoned, think again, Angelina in The Tourist may have been summoned, but she knows she is dearly loved and her man will do great length to find her and tell her she is loved.
• She cries because she would rather touch your heart with her vulnerability than to stoop down to a level of berating, an unworthy of her energy.
• The smart woman is not easily persuaded by sex appeal but looked for stability of his mind and his confidence to keep up with where she already is.
• Woman is equal to a Man.

[1: 1,384 of 10,000] Having A Car Is Like Having A Child?

I’m a woman and single. I am not pumped up to settle down and have kids but why do I feel like having a car is like having a child? No disrespect to moms and kids. I was trying to compute my expenses for my car and it is no joke. Let me share my list of expenses so far.

1. The Car Cost (one time, thank goodness) – It’s like getting pregnant when I was on search of the right one. Buying it was like the actual birth. Real child is priceless, same way that the money I spent having the car was all worth it.
2. Registration (yearly) – This is the proper registration and getting a birth certificate, putting a stamp that this baby is mine, the one with cute dimple and sparkly eyes.
3. Insurance (yearly) – This is keeping my baby safe, the only option is full insurance.
4. Salik registration (one time) – This is like enrolling your baby for a class.
5. Salik top-up (twice monthly) – To be able to pass the toll anytime or privilege to pass anywhere without restriction.
6. Change Oil, etc. (every 10,000 km) – Is like bringing my baby to the doctor for its routine check-up.
7. Car Wash (weekly) – Is like getting a great bath and being squeaky clean.
8. Gasoline (special, full, twice weekly) – Is feeding the baby to run.

So which property you endeared that it seemed like a baby for you too?

[1: 1,383 of 10,000] I Could Feel People’s Inner Feelings

One of my God given talent is being capable to feel others’ feelings. I could just sense it. I don’t always act on it though, I could feel when a person craved for loved, for more understanding, for attention and I am such in a judging-mode so much that if a person doesn’t deserve it, I withdraw, I moved back, especially if I don’t necessarily want the person to be in my life.

As the Christmas spirit sprouts and stirs my heart, I sizzle down my wall and thought I should just be chill and share love for the sake of peace and sprinkling harmony.

I do feel like I am working too hard to take care of everybody whenever I answer for my gift. I could even sense when my car Charlie is acting up and needed my ample attention. I guess I just have to loosen up and focus on my happiness as I acknowledge other’s request for recognition.

Happy Christmas.

[1: 1,382 of 10,000] My Basis of Liking in Instagram

My sissy said I like Instagram post too much, like it was quite easy for me to like a post.

I don’t think I do, maybe I love Instagram and the delight of looking at photos around the world, but I do have my standards for liking a post if that’s even a valid point of view.

Let me walk you through with the below photos.

I am obsessed with quotes. I will probably die and utter an aphorism for my last breath. But any quote that doesn’t ring true to me or probably didn’t learn yet, or I simply don’t get doesn’t get a double tap. Below from thegoodquote definitely got a heart.

I follow Sezyilmaz and he usually post exotic photos but the below doesn’t really thrill me. I don’t like the filter, I don’t like the cup, and I simply don’t like the whole concept since it lacks originality. How many hands and a cup have I seen? A lot that I’ve done it myself that it doesn’t impress me anymore.

There are times where a certain user posts that consecutively unattractive, unappealing, too commercial, ugly posts that I immediately, un-reluctantly “unfollow.”

And there are those that post sweet photos like coffee table book that I look over my iPhone or MacBook. It’s too charming, sweet, and amazingly lovable not to declared and stamped with my heart.

 

What is your main rule of liking an Instagram post?

[1: 1,381 of 10,000] The Choice We Make

It baffles me that being an adult doesn’t still give us the wisdom to choose the right one, because we find it difficult to accept the consequences and taking responsibility not to cause agony even to people we believe we love. Why could we see ourselves trying to hurt back or take revenge?

Why couldn’t I settled to draw a clear line and never ever cross it? Because being humane needs to be involved, and I was never born to be silent when I see something is very wrong.

Our choice right now defines our next move. I have to gather my wit and this time I have to just think about me and how I will create a ripple that would bless my heart with pure joy. I will be brave because I can hold on to God. I will keep my intentions clean, my thought pure, my actions impeccable, my words kind, and my fire light up and moving.