Maryam, Maryam... oh Maryam

Assalamualaikum and Hi For years I've been thinking and looking for the answers and reasons to my question- Why do I write? Its not like I'm such a good writer or a brilliant person who has so many wise words and ideas to share. Its not that I have great language skills where I can show to the whole world and be proud of it. (Well, I do realize that many of my words are imprecise and most of the time not intriguing at all!) But why do I still write?... As I was browsing today, I've found an answer to my question . "to be able to talk with our real voice and for that voice to be heard. You write so that your voice can become bigger than just one person." ( The Confidence Guy ) To a certain extend, I agree.

After the meeting with Pakcik Jual Keropok...I need to muhasabah myself. Reflect and ponder on my actions. Allah humma hasibni, hisaaban ya siiraa . Oh Allah, I seek compassion into Your reckoning.

Assalamua'laikum and Hi Early this morning, my parents and I went to the National Mosque for our Umrah preparation talk held by Koperasi Muslimin together with Putra Nilai Holidays Sdn Bhd. The talk ended at 1 p.m and right after lunch and the congregational Zuhr prayer we rushed back home for Abah had a guest waiting for him- the Astro man. hehe. While Abah was at home, Mama and I went to Jusco. Just to get some food stocks for breakfast- fresh milk, wholemeal bread, garlic bread and few other types of bread (bread is like finger food- food easily picked using finger- in the morning. hehe) Then we stopped by at KFC , Mama was longing for some cheezy wedges. Then, incident of the day happened. The Pakcik Jual Keropok was there. A middle aged man. Dark crippled skin, caused by excessive exposure under the sun, nothing near to my Abah although he's already in his 5o's. Tired face. Looking at us,with high hope that we would buy his keropok . He walked across our car and showe

Assalamua'laikum and Hi Teachers are said to be the second parents to every child. They are the ones who sometimes spend up to 10 hours a day in school with the children. As a sign of appreciation to all the teachers in Malaysia, Teacher's Day is celebrated every year on 16 May. The date was chosen in remembrance of the day the Federal Legislative Council of the Federation of Malaya endorse the Razak Report in 1956. Here as some of the pictures taken during the celebration in my school =) Half of the excited students were at the Tapak Perhimpunan ever since 7.15 a.m Faces of them looking at the actions and silly faces made by teachers. haha. The English Teachers (level 1) decided to put on hats. Rose stall- instant gift. (FYI: This lady works with one of the Dyslexic foundation. I have yet to interview her.hehe ) Little Pengawas. Kecil-kecil cili padi. Little Pengawas. Boys who love cameras. Best of all: Presents!! TQ !