BB,

Here I go again, my steps to losing weight seems always to be a losing battle. After tolerating hunger pangs the whole day yesterday, I managed to compensate yesterday's meal and probarly today's meal too by having a mug of milo with nasi lemak rendang kerang, popiah basah and karipap, all for breakfast.

Signing off, till then.

Me :)

BB,

I need to lose some weight. So whats new? Nothing BB, the problem is how? Please help me!

Sincerely,

Me.

Something familiar

BB,

Remember this morning I told you about my lack of friends at the office. Well, guess what?! my dear old friend from the good old times in Jalan Raja called me up this evening, I was already at home after my appointment at the hospital..so, the timing was just perfect. We managed to catch up. I remembered it was a routine for me to visit her chambers in the morning for our daily dose of cerita cerita. We had a few close friends who were on the same common interest and understanding. Ah, how I missed all of them.

So, BB it was super good to hear a friendly and familiar voice. Till then. Ciao.

Dear BB

Dear BB,

It strucked me this morning, as usual, my head was thinking in its active mode..memikir masalah dunia yang tak habis-habis. It strucked me that I dont have a friend to confide my problems and share my thoughts. I dont have a friend to chit chat in the morning  over a cup of milo. I dont have a friend that I can call in time of need. I dont have a friend to talk to about my kids.

The cold hard truth, am quite a loner , not by choice actually, the circumstances and the surroundings of my present position does not allow me to be sociable.The management team is filled with men who are comfortable within themselves.  I have only one friend at work which I see at the weekly management meetings and the odd gathering. Rarely do we get to really speak, as most the talk would be focused on our work. This has been going on since May 2009.

The routine that I have for the past 2 years plus is breakfast and lunch in my room except for the occasional lunch on fridays with my lil sister that I look forward to. Packed lunch (courtesy of my PA) mengadap the computer sambil tengok fb or my mails.

My last posting was a bit bearable, I had my wonderful officers that I could chit chat with during our breaks at the court. I dont know whether it was uncomfortable for them, but I enjoyed our little talks. To Fiona and Aida I missed your updates on the latest gossip.

One thing about me that not healthy is that I tend to be quite obsessive over matters that takes my fancy. So life was repeated affairs of A and RM. Thank goodness, I have pushed it way back in my mind because it was consuming too much of my time and quite unhealthy. 

So BB, see you soon.

Welcome

Back to work after a long festive hols. Expecting everything to be back as usual. What's normal?  A lot of takers and a few givers. Thus, am going to put a bright smile to make it more bearable. There's a saying " a warm smile unlocks many doors". Welcome.

The gift of love

In the name of GOD , most Gracious, most Compassionate. Alhamdulillah for bestowing us Love.


To be in love and to be loved is a blessing from Allah the ALMIGHTY. To feel the warmth of love, the heartache of love, the joys, the pains, the excitement and the sorrows are the highs and lows of love.

Love comes in may forms and facets, love of a parents for their children, love of siblings for each other, love between a man and a woman, the love everything that surrounds us and the most beautiful love is the love for the CREATOR.


I have been watching a particular love story on and on for the past month. To be exact I have watched it 8 times.Its quite ridiculous as I cried again and again.Its addictive. I am obsessed by it.

I am blessed with feeling deeply for things that affects me. I love too deeply and hurt easily.I have been chided by friends for being quite ridiculous and obsessed with things, people and situations that has  impact on me. For this I do not offer any apologies. This is me, accept me for my short comings, warts and beauty.


With this in mind, I have fallen in love with a simple story of coming of age movie, about a girl finding and falling in love, about a parent's love, about making sacrifices, about giving, about forgiving, about making efforts , about letting go, its about Love.The sweetness of seeing a young girl falling in love, brought me memories of my own love. There is no words to describe the heady feeling of experiencing love for the very first time. The desire to be together all the time and the dreams that you plan together.

The Last Song  may not be the greatest love story, it may not also be the greatest movie that I have seen, but it touches my heart over and over again.The scenes are played and replayed on the screen and in my mind. And without fail, I will weep. It was sweet to me and that what matters.


What strucked me most is that we all make sacrifices, we all get hurt and wounded, but we clean and patched the wounds, we go on living. And that's what makes us closer to God, as we weep silently in our prayers, asking for forgiveness, asking for guidance, asking for protection, asking for mercy and asking for  strength from the Most Compassionate.

We all have been tested and  will continue to be tested.

So, if I cry and weep a bit, its not because I am being emotional but am grateful of having blessed with the feelings of love. For that I am most grateful. Amin.

In the name of God,  Most Gracious , Most Merciful.   God wishes ease for you, not hardship - Surah Al Baqarah verse 185.