huslina

Beauty in the making

2023-08-31T06:43:00.002-07:00

There's a saying..
When we first wake up in the morning, we're in a high vulnerable state. Our reaction in the morning will determine our mood throughout the day. Our mood will impact the people around us.

Just a short reminder to myself, as I have promised that I will not let anyone determine my mood & I will not depend on anyone for my happiness. But I pledge to others happy :-)

So please remember

Bangun pagi
Gosok gigi
Cuci muka
Pegi mandi
Tenangkan hati
Solat jangan lupa!
Keep calm,

Ingat Tuhan swt

p/s: Yeay. Finally!

Celebrating Achievements at 50: A Journey of Resilience, Self-Care, and Countless Blessings

2023-07-14T23:53:00.006-07:00

Life is a tapestry woven with diverse experiences, both triumphs and challenges. As I embrace the milestone of turning 50, I find myself reflecting on the remarkable journey that has led me here. From overcoming health struggles to navigating emotional heartbreak and embracing personal growth, this transformative period has shaped me in profound ways. Today, I celebrate the accomplishments and blessings that have emerged from continuous trials and tribulations, while keeping my faith in Allah (SWT) as my guiding light.

2021

The year that my life took an unexpected turn when I underwent a hysterectomy. Thank you my Cyrene & Joe for encouraging me in making this decision, finally after 6 years. Hehehe..

This journey tested my physical and emotional resilience, as I faced the challenges that accompany major surgery and hormonal changes. While the road to recovery was arduous, this experience taught me the value of perseverance and the strength that lies within. I emerged from this chapter with a renewed sense of appreciation for my health and a deeper understanding of the fragility and resilience of the human body.

In the same year, I have decided to make a big move by leaving Maybank to a shariah compliant financial institutions. It was a big milestone achieved, another bucket list checked Alhamdulillah. It was a full filing and disciplined year.. I was consistently sticking to the list of plans with helps from my support system (you know who you are).

2022

The following year brought its own set of trials, as I found myself heartbroken (sob.sob.) and facing an emotional meltdown. The unachieved expectations seemed insurmountable at times. However, I recognized that healing requires time, patience, and self-compassion. I sought solace in the support of God SWT, loved ones, and the power of self-reflection. Through this process, I learned the importance of acknowledging pain, allowing oneself to grieve, and seeking avenues for emotional.

(Apa kejadian ini Huslina… ? Hahaha)

2023

As I entered 2023, I resolved to embark on a journey of personal growth and self-care. I embraced the opportunity to learn new things, whether it was acquiring new skills, exploring hobbies, or deepening my understanding of the world. This period of self-discovery allowed me to tap into hidden potentials and unlock new avenues for fulfillment and joy. By prioritizing self-care, I nurtured my physical, mental, and spiritual well-being, allowing myself to heal and flourish. Things are still work-in-progress mode. I’ll get through this inshaAllah.

Life's trials and tribulations are inevitable, but it is our response to them that defines our journey. Despite the challenges faced along the way, I decided to strive and move forward, one step at a time. Every setback has become an opportunity for growth, and every hurdle has served as a reminder of my own resilience. The path may be uncertain, but my determination to forge ahead remains unwavering.

In the face of life's challenges, I am reminded of the countless blessings bestowed upon me by Allah (SWT). Through the highs and lows, I have witnessed divine grace guiding me towards strength, resilience, and growth. As I celebrate my achievements at 50, I hold onto the understanding that these blessings are not merely for this worldly life but serve as preparation for the eternal hereafter. With gratitude in my heart, I strive to live a life that reflects the lessons learned and the blessings bestowed upon me.

Let us move forward with gratitude, embracing life's challenges as opportunities for growth and celebrating the accomplishments that shape our unique journeys.

May Allah bless us more than enough

protect us when we fall,

Hear us when we call,

And sooth our heart when we don’t understand.

Amin yra.

Super Late Post from 2021 :A Fond Farewell to Maybank and Cherishing Beautiful Souls

2023-07-14T23:42:00.005-07:00

Life is a journey full of twists and turns, and I find myself reflecting on the remarkable experiences and cherished relationships that have shaped my path. 23rd July 2021 was the time I bid farewell to the workplace that has shape me to who I am today. My Maybank, with a heavy heart, reminiscing about the beautiful souls I had the privilege of knowing and working with. From Malaysia to Indonesia, Singapore to Cambodia, and the Philippines.

As I prepare to leave, I cannot help but acknowledge the bittersweet nature of this transition. It is undoubtedly a time of mixed emotions, as I bid farewell to a place that has been a significant part of my career life for years. The memories, the challenges, and the triumphs we shared together have become an indelible part of my journey. Leaving behind the familiar and the comfort of a workplace where friendships flourished is no easy feat.

To my dearest colleagues, past and present, I want you to know how much you have enriched my life. Each of you has brought a unique presence, and the memories we've created will forever hold a special place in my heart. Through the ups and downs, we formed bonds that transcend the professional realm, becoming a tight-knit family. The laughter, the support, and the shared goals have left an indelible mark on my soul.

To the beautiful souls I had the privilege of knowing at Maybank, I extend my deepest gratitude. Each of you has contributed to making my journey unforgettable. Whether we shared a cup of coffee during breaks, collaborated on projects, or simply exchanged a smile in the hallway, your presence brightened my days and enriched my life.

As I embark on a new chapter in life, I am immensely grateful for the colleagues who have chosen to remain friends with me. Your continued presence reassures me that the spirit of camaraderie and shared goals will persist. The bonds we have forged over the years will not fade away; instead, they will evolve into treasured connections that transcend the boundaries of a workplace.

To those who have decided to explore new horizons and pursue different paths, I wish you nothing but the best. Although our journeys may now take separate routes, the memories we shared will forever hold a place in my heart. Our paths may no longer cross on a daily basis, but the impact you've had on my life remains significant. May your new endeavors bring you joy, success, and fulfillment, and may our paths intersect again in serendipitous ways.

As I embrace the next chapter of my life, I am filled with gratitude for the beautiful souls I had the honor of knowing. The memories we created, the bonds we formed, and the experiences we shared will forever be cherished. May each of us find happiness and fulfillment in our respective journeys, knowing that even if we are not physically together, we will forever remain connected in spirit. Here's to a life lived fully and to the beautiful souls that continue to shape our paths. I feel blessed for the colleagues who remain by my side, and I send heartfelt wishes to those who have embarked on new adventures.

May Allah swt repay your kindness in return. I can never thank you enough.

Love

Huslina

Note : No longer roaring with the Tiger, but flying high with Nuri. Chewaahhhh!

Post Exam Fever

2017-01-17T00:12:00.005-08:00

While I’m focusing 101% to my system implementation checklist at work, I couldn't help but to overheard a conversation. One of them was discussing her child's recent completion of the placement exam for standard 1. Yes, you read that right, standard 1. It seems that the education system in our country is becoming increasingly absurd, with even preschoolers having to take exams.

I must admit that I used to be a "kiasu" mom too (and perhaps still am), proud of my children's academic achievements. However, my first born was my eye opener about not posting academic accomplishments on social media. He asked me if I would still be proud of him even if he didn't get straight A's and about being empathy to children who don't excel academically.

My criticism of the education system started way back from primary school phase. I wasn’t the top student or a teacher's pet, I wasn't the most adorable, cutest child (though I turned out to be a stylish "makcik" self-proclaimed). The school I where I attended had divided students based on their academic performance, and to make matters worse, the seating arrangement was also based on these sequence. This resulted in the smart students getting smarter while the less academically inclined ones struggled to improve. I was consistently among the last 10 instead of Top 10..but my grades were good enough to keep me in the First class throughout the primary school.

I take pride in rewarding my kids for their effort, not just their results. Some may argue that I would do the same if my children were top achievers, but my little rascals are far more intelligent than their mom and dad combined.

I always prioritize the children’s well-being whenever they are sitting for important exams. I offer them my moral support. Recently, Haziq had his his crucial PT3 exam.. in which while waiting at the school cafe, I overheard a conversation from one of the mother who shared how much she had invested in extra tuition and additional classes to ensure her daughter excelled in the test. My jaw dropped agak besar. I couldn't help but wonder why some parents put so much pressure on their children. Are they genuinely afraid their children will become failures based on their test scores? Seriously?

Or perhaps it's the immense pressure from family and friends, making them feel embarrassed when asked about their child's studies and comparing them to other children who are supposedly doing better. Deng.

I may not have raised my children in the same way as others. And yes, I am against to boarding school. While some feeling entitled for attending prestigious local boarding schools, MRSM, TKC, STAR, Tunku Jaafar, I am not in that race. Some may argue that I'm not providing the best for my children, but my focus is on giving them the freedom to grow (though sometimes it's just a facade winks), and instilling Islamic knowledge in them, an opportunity I didn't have when I was their age. I mostly admire parents who send their kids to religious schools like Maahad, wondering why I haven't done the same (sorry Nana has this "detachment" ).

I sincerely hope and pray that my children will never adopt the mindset of pressuring my grandchildren to excel academically (nenek slay!) Because if they do, no matter how successful they become, I will always consider it a personal failure.

I will love my children for who they are, not for what society expects them to be.

To Haziq,

There is still a long road ahead. Adab sebelum ilmu. Manners matters.

To Nazurah and Hazim, congratulations on your many A's.

Alhamdulillah, I am grateful that my children have achieved excellent results without me having to pressure them. Pandai2 lah ko nak.. Kalau excel is a bonus alhamdulillah.

Oops, there I go, bragging like other parents. But then again.. this is my personal preference. I have nothing against boarding or elite school. But perhaps the allocation & selection can be more fairly done. There are outskirts children who I think deserve it more than the anak2 alumni.

Honest brutal, nothing is fair in this world.

Home mum..Working mum

2016-06-17T06:50:00.002-07:00

Homemakers vs. Working Moms: Redefining Roles and Appreciating Each Other

The debate surrounding the roles of working moms and homemakers (or, as I prefer to call them, full-time housewives) has been ongoing. It is important to acknowledge that both play crucial roles within the family institution. While I don't deny that the tasks of a homemaker are demanding, exhausting, and often lacking in glamour or excitement, I stand corrected in recognizing that working moms face their own set of challenges too.

The office is no playground for many working moms. We struggle, work tirelessly, face criticism from bosses and clients, and also bear significant responsibility for our subordinates. We take care of their well-being, support their career paths, and even contribute to charitable causes.

Finding the time to perform solat promptly can be nearly impossible if one is not brave enough to excuse themselves and walk out secara sopan from unnecessary, stressful meetings. Nevertheless, I prioritize this as my utmost responsibility. Bathroom breaks are cut to the shortest possible duration, and lunch breaks are considered a luxury, especially when it comes to having an outing with friends. I left home upon sunrise and rarely leave the office before sunset. However, being greeted and embraced by my children after a long day is an immensely rewarding experience (thank you kodok2).

I wholeheartedly admire the women who have set high standards by excelling both in their careers and in managing household chores without any assistance from "bibik" or domestic helper.

Regardless of whether one is a working mom or a stay-at-home mom, it is still the same mother that the children look up to. Whether it's homework, school schedules, a sick child, PTA meetings, a lost pencil, or last-minute school projects, it is "mum" whom they turn to.

Let's refrain from arguing over which role is more challenging, instead, strive to be better moms for our children. Especially in understanding that it’s not an option for some in having to work.. commitment, responsibility has its price to pay. Let's focus on our children's well-being and not get caught up in trivial debates.

Whenever you feel worried, stressed, or hurt, turn to the Almighty with unwavering faith. Talk to Him. May Allah ease our burdens and alleviate our suffering.

There you have it.

Bismillah..

Sahaja aku pergi kerja untuk mencari rezeki kerana Allah swt.

P/s: I would honestly gave up my career.. joining my tai-tai cousins if I could afford too. But rest assured, Allah is the planner.

Me English No Good

2015-11-23T05:49:00.001-08:00

Scene 1
Cikgu   : Puan, puan kena cakap Bahasa Malaysia dengan anak puan.
Me       : Kenapa cikgu?
Cikgu   : Result BM dia sentiasa teruk. Mungkin kalau cakap BM dengan dia boleh bantu sikit.
Me       : Cikgu, saya memang cakap BM sebab English saya sendiri pun teruk. Betul, tak tipu.

Scene 2
A conversation after UPSR BM paper....
Me     : How was the test?
Me son : So so. By the way what is 'jururawat' ibu?
Me      : What was your guess? (Biar betul dia ni)

Scene 3
Haziq    : Ibu, there's a MAJOR improvement for my BM result!
Me        : (hati berbunga-bunga) Owh ye ke? What did you get?
Haziq    : Last time was 'E', now I got a 'D'
Me       : (long paused dalam hati 'eh?')
Nazurah : Same here mummy, there's an improvement for mine as well
Me        : Nazurah dapat apa?
Nazurah : From 'D' to 'C'
Me        : alhamdulillah for both of your results (while scratching head)

Scene 4
Me Son : Ibu, do you use BM when you talk to yourself, or do you use English like me?
Me        : Boleh tanya benda lain tak?
(I swear I used to ask the same question to my English speaking friend back in secondary school)

Alhamdulillah. The kid's English is far better than mine, be it their grammar or vocabulary. I swear I speak Malay with them most of the time (Me no english slang fancy parents. Me england no good). No tipu. You can tell how terrible my english is just by reading this blog. And like my son said, I need to enrich my vocabulary.

My Bahasa Arab? Hancus.

In Loving Memory of Mama.. a cool garang MIL

2015-11-23T05:25:00.004-08:00

I am obviously not the best daughter-in-law one could have.

But I’m the fun one! Hehehe…However, despite my shortcomings, I always held a deep respect for Mama.

Your cooking skills were unparalleled, and I could never match your culinary expertise. But I do try my best to light the stove every now and then, attempting to recreate the flavors you so effortlessly created.

Mama, I will never forget that moment when your medical test results came out. We didn't share them with anyone else. The world seems upside down, and all I could offer was my unwavering support and heartfelt prayers.

It was an incredibly awkward moment when you asked me to bathe you. Little did I know that it would be the last time, as you took your final breath shortly after. I cherish that memory and feel grateful to have been able to care for you in your final moments.

That last look you gave me is etched in my memory. As I informed you that I had to return to the office, unable to stay by your side in your hospital bed, you couldn't speak, but you smiled and waved goodbye. It was our final farewell, and I was the last family member to see you alive.

I hope that I have left you with nothing but good memories. I choose to remember only your kindness and love. It took me quite some time to gather the strength to write these words. But rest assured, Mama, we still talk about you and keep you in our prayers every single day without fail.

The pain of acknowledging that you have left for a better place is still fresh and overwhelming.

May Allah grant you peace, Mama.

Al-Fatihah.

12th August 2015.

Note to my mother

2015-11-23T04:43:00.000-08:00

Mak, my apologies for expressing this. I never have the intention to break your heart.

Mak, You wonder why don't I buy myself a brand new car…..
The 11 year old German stallion is still our pride despite of its age and condition... and the minivan that bapak is driving is still our happy ride.

Mak, you were asking why I wasn’t chauffeured driven like my friends..
Honestly mak, I would love too. Who doesn't kan ;p

Mak, you were asking why I do not buy designer handbags, wear expensive jewelery, branded clothing and all.
I don’t need them mak. I’m happy with my handbags though they are a little outdated. In fact I think I have too many of them already. They may not be Hermes and the fact that I do not have to pay for them indicates that I am blessed with love. Clothes? You know how kedekut-stingy I can be when buying my own attire (but not for the kids)

Mak, you were asking why I didn’t upgrade my house.
The truth is mak, the house is already too quiet and feeling empty without you in it. I am sorry that the house can no longer accommodate your needs. I will arrange for a way so that the house is friendly enough for your wheel chair.

Mak, you were asking why can’t I live a life like the them..
Continuous upgrade of their cars, home, glamorous life, etc...
Even if I work harder I will not be able to reach there kot mak. BUT praise to Allah, our life is still much better than before….we can still afford to go for annual overseas trip and a nice makan2 kan?

Mak, I am sorry if I’m not able to meet your expectation.
I wish I could give you more.. like a business class seats for our every trip, a 5 star hotel for our holiday, chit chatting with you, take you for high tea every day, send you and bapak for umrah every year.

Mak, I have not once shed tears in your presence since you got sick.
But I do weep in the car park, in surau or whenever there's no one around.

I pray that you will get well soon mak. Cepat sembuh and able to stand on your feet again mak.
It’s just killing me to see you like this. I just missed your Quran recitation after each prayer.
I promise I will not go emotional whenever you are dissatisfied with my little achievement.

I have always the one that troubled you so much. I may not display my compassion as the rest of the brothers but I do care. I may not be kind with my words at times and I do admit I am feeling a bit sad when you belittled my contribution..

May Allah answer all your prayers, shower you with His countless blessings, protect you always.
Love you mak.
Forever and always.
Forgive me for my wrongdoings and please do keep me in your prayer, like always.

Love always
Your only daughter

p/s: sorry I do not post our pic whenever we hanging out or holiday-ing, or express my words publicly like others.. Ini pun first attempt nih.I have failed miserably.

2015-11-18T22:56:00.003-08:00

A conversation in the lift today

Woman   : Hi Boss
Big Boss : Hi, where are you going?
Woman  : Training
Boss      : Training apa? Training marah orang ka?
Woman : Owh, itu training is best to learn from you.
Boss      : This girl never learn anything from me even after 5 years. (while pointing at me)
Me         : Who say I don’t? I do.
Woman : May be because she has a soft heart
Me        : NO, because I learn only the good thing from him.
Boss     : I thought I teach you all the good things?
Me        : Ya..BUT the bad way. I only consume good things, the good way.

(Utter silence)

*habislah bonus aku* there goes my bonus....

My Office's Chill Pill

Maki Maki

2015-11-16T07:04:00.001-08:00

maki sushi is the only maki I am able to consume
other maki is truly unacceptable.

please save your maki and lets spread the positive vibes peeps!
I promise to always look for the good in bad times
like a saying, even a dead clock will strikes the correct time twice a day.

Translation Malay->English
maki = to abuse
maki hamun = insults
maki sushi =sushi cuisine

..and the going gets tough

2015-11-16T06:51:00.001-08:00

I stumbled upon my last posting..that was merely 8 months back.
Allah has put me to a greater trial subsequently after the posting.
I broke down. Fell apart.

"..we have wronged our ownself.."

al araf (7:23)

March, please be kind to me

2015-07-03T18:46:00.003-07:00

25th March 2015
I keep telling myself 'dun sweat the small stuff' or 'Allah will not put one to test beyond what one can bear'. Those are ayat2 penguat jiwa, to thickens my patience, to remind myself how grateful I should be. BUT there are little test in life that tend to tickles my patience. Geli2 sikit je but too many tickles can heighten the temperature too..:p.

If Allah swt put me to it, HE will get me through it. InsyaAllah.
Happy Belated 24th bithday Huslina.

p/s: 24 la sangattt

Loss for word

2015-03-01T08:17:00.001-08:00

My instinct was right
Saya rasa tak sedap hati ..
hence I met up with Nur & Alin that Wednesday to activate the plan to fly to Brunei to visit her

She keep sending her progress thru whatpps to update us about her condition
Until one day when it was her other half that responded the to us..
She was already unconscious

We were too late
She left us on 25th Feb 2015, Wednesday, 7:35am

Sharifah.. tenanglah kau di sana kawanku
You have been loved
so much love
and I wish I will be remembered by our friend as much as they did to you

Ku Mohon 2015

2015-01-02T22:21:00.001-08:00

Setiap hari ku Mohon agar Kau sentiasa Memberiku ketenangan Dalam hati...
Kekuatan Menempuh segala dugaan yang mencabar ini
Pasti punya ertinya Engkau beriku harapan
Menjawab segala persoalan
Hadapi semua dalam tenang Dengan merasa kesyukuran
Ku doa Kau selalu Mengawasai gerak-geriku
Berkatilah ku perlu rahmat dari Mu
Oh Tuhan terangkan hati dalam sanubariku
Untuk menempuhi segala hidup penuh cabaran ini
Oh Tuhan ku berserah segalanya kepadamu
Agar jiwaku tenang dengan bimbingan Mu selalu
Ada kalanya ku merasa hidup ini seperti kaca
Jikalau tidak bersabar Hancur berderailah akhirnya
Tabahkanlah hatiku Melalui semua itu ooh...
Kuatkanlah Cekalkanlah diriku
Oh Tuhan terangkan hati dalam sanubariku
Untuk menempuhi segala hidup penuh cabaran ini
Oh Tuhan ku berserah segalanya kepadamu
Agar jiwaku tenang dengan bimbingan Mu selalu
Curahkanlah nikmat Mu pada hidupku
Oh Tuhan terangkan hati dalam sanubariku
Untuk menempuhi segala hidup penuh cabaran ini
Oh Tuhan ku berserah segalanya kepadamu
Agar jiwaku tenang dengan bimbingan Mu selalu

*praying for a better 2015..insyaAllah. Amin.*

Art Work 2013

2014-05-16T07:39:00.003-07:00

Whoa.. this is one of the longest hiatus ever. My last posting was way back in June 2013. And basically that was the time where I was struggling with work, chased by datelines & the all evil monsters in projects
*Ok, ok Im exaggerating there*
My days were very stressful,
nights were filled with teleconferences,
other nights with nightmares,
some nights with code deployment the last till morning
then come some server activities
and weekends become like any other weekdays
I became a zombie

I don't know why but at that point of time, it was as if the project (project's name can't be disclosed due to security reason..hehehehe)is the most important thing. Astagfirullah!
Like it's the most important to the moon & back, the entire universe and most important di 7 petala langit
(the Bahasa Malaysia in intentionally done)

By end of the year, once we have reached more than 90% rollout completion, things were a bit quiet..but this is one of my 2013 highlights
Ehem! Ehem! The Best Manager next to the tiger's PCEO really looks familiar ;p

I would like to dedicate this to my team (in no particular order) Mun Loong & gang, Mr Loh & TAM, En Dean, Bob & the gang, my Supertrainer, my zone Trainer, my SMEs, Joe & CSC's & CTC's FS, Cyrene (my idol), bosses, Lay Peng & those & everyone who directly & indirectly involved with the project. I wish I could thank each & everyone of you but the list would be very lengthy.

To my family, thank you for the support & understanding. Sayang semua big time. My son used to be skeptical about her mum being a bank employee "You are working in a factory, don't you? only factory operates 24 hours" ..katanya.

My prayers to all of u May the Almighty bless you, Protect you, Guide you, Cure you, Provide for you, Alleviate your suffering & grant you every success…
Amminn YRA Thank you Allah set for this wonderful life. Alhamdulillah.

Untitled

2013-06-09T02:14:00.000-07:00

I wonder who actually drop by and read my blog. I'm sure there are even readers who doesn't even know about this makcik, and yet still kill time by reading my postings. I miss writing. *sigh* I miss doing other things than work. Have been bogged down with nothing but work, work and work. Not that I hate it but I just wish that I have more time for God swt, family and me. Mekah, debt-less, car, housewife... Nice~ Argh... Dream on. Lets get back to work. Who is going to get me that pandora? And why the heck do I want that pandora so much when I have something better on my wrist? *Sendiri jawab*

Back From Hiatus... For a while

2012-07-08T01:03:00.000-07:00

Life is wonderful. A blessing indeed. Alhamdulillah. Clock is ticking too fast. I hardly have the time to write. Life at work is simply making me out of this world. I miss the moment where I could sleep at night without having nightmares related to office. (Normal kah aku?) I miss the time where I could perform prayers peacefully... A solat without having to rush in between meeting. I miss the time where I don't have to dread myself every morning to the 'war zone', I miss the time where everyone work together instead of for the sake of talking and updating (kerja lah woi!, stop using statement 'update at my level instead of working level', I have no issue to dirty my hand, so u should too. I miss the time where my kids could greet me when I arrived from office (they'd already asleep when I returned' I have been advised to learn a total shutdown once in a while, at least a day or two in order to re-charge my system. There have been signs that my body has already showing symptoms & reaction as I was pushing things to the limit. (iye ke?)ok,I have to manage this. After all it's just work. The bank will still operates in my absence. I have to re-prioritize. I'm not that important anyway.. Cuma seketul ciku amongst the durians! Yes, everyone wants to be durians & let them be. Hihihi.. Yang penting, deliver! So that's it. Forgive me God swt, Give me the strength, Please Ya Allah, please thickens my patience, Paved the way for me, Permudahkan Ya Allah, Protect us Ya Allah. Amin.

Editors in the house

2012-03-04T03:47:00.003-08:00

Dear Readers,

REF : Appointment of Chief Editors for "huslina.blogspot.com"

Reference to the above title, this is to inform that with the unofficial appointment of Chief Editors of this blog, future contents of posts is subject to the following :-

1) All posting will be filtered and sanitized before publishing
2) Only approved posting will be published
3) Upon publishing however, if Editor may finds the subject/content still inappropriate/unsuitable, the posting may be edited or deleted.

The writer of this blog acknowledged that this guideline (especially Item 3) may be contradict to her policy which mentioned in one of earlier posting. She, however has taken this matter into consideration upon sensitivity and interest of all readers.

All comments are welcome and rest assured that the objective of this blogger is to continue writing and at the same time to mitigate all the possible risks from surface as an outcome of her masterpiece.

We thank you for visiting this blog.
Peace Yo!!

In Time Like This

2012-02-29T03:52:00.008-08:00

In time like this
When times are hard
I turn to my little sweethearts
When days are low, the sadness I'm trying to throw
When I dont get a smile in return, my heart feels like it is burnt

In time like this
When there's no one to turn to
To Allah swt I place my prayers
To help me to go through another obstacles in life

In time like this
When I hardly see the ray of light
Because of the stormy weather outside
I know there is still hope

In time like this
When it is possible to cry river of tears
When people are trying to make sense out of the nonsense
When fault finding is at it's best
I promise I wont break

In time like this
I promise to change
I promise to work hard
I beg forgiveness from everyone (please forgive me...
for every hardship and sadness that I have caused

In time like this
I count my blessings
To even the small unthinkable things
That bring tremendous happiness in life
Thank you Allah swt

p/s: Gambar tiada kena mengena with posting, hihihi...

Hari ini sangat2 emo...is this a sign of depression?

ingat kawan2, depression is not a sign of weakness, it means that you have been strong for too long! Sharing is caring.

~Pause~

2012-02-25T21:40:00.002-08:00

Blog collecting webcob (again)....
God swt has been answering my prayers, alhamdulillah BUT, I havent been a good servant, a good girl, a good wife, a good mum, a good daughter.
I have been put to test, again :-(

Please bear with me everyone...
Especially to other half, mum, dad, kids...help me thru this
Need all the support to keep my sanity.

(Wah, sound so serious ni. Don't bother to find out. I will reveal in upcoming post if time permits..jeng! jeng! jeng!)

Law of Attraction

2011-11-12T22:52:00.002-08:00

Dreams...Based on the law..we supposed to write 'them' down. Better still if a picture associate to it. With Allah swt's will. let see if this works, hihihi..

Tanah suci mekah. ( I definitely work hard for this)

Hermes Birkin (Note: I will NOT purchase this even if one day I can afford to, ini nafsu!)

All time favourite Fairlady 370z (Alahai...should aim higher-Italian machine patutnye )
itu je? just realize I dont have that many "I want this..." list. I am grateful for all the blessings.
Terima kasih Allah untuk segalanya..

Note : Puan Moinah Jalil, thank you very much for the fruitful training. It was such an interesting one. I will look for the "Language of Love"..<3 <3

Another routine, another norms

2011-09-13T08:40:00.000-07:00

Life is filled with peculiar beginnings that eventually transform into everyday norms. Take, for instance, the first two decades of my life, where without fail, I would always be by my mother's side during the morning of Hari Raya.

However, as I entered marriage life, things began to change. Despite my parents and in-laws residing just a 15-minute drive away from each other, the impact was significant during the first time. I found myself crying uncontrollably in the surau near my in-laws' place before the Eid prayers on that inaugural Raya morning without Mak.

As time flew by, this absence became a routine. I have slowly adapted to not spending time with mak during Raya mornings, and Mak, too, seemed to have forgotten what it felt like to have me by her side. I am grateful that Mak has others to accompany her to the mosque, such as my sister-in-law and nieces.

I am thankful that I still have the opportunity to join the annual Raya visit routine with the Hosnih clan. However, the visiting group has gradually become smaller. First, it was without my siblings when it was their spouses' turn, and then Nonoi and Titi. Puberty tore us apart. This year, the group is without them, and I miss having them around during Raya.

Marriage life has us made prioritize things differently. We are now have additional roles and responsibilities towards our new stakeholders…spouses and in-laws.

I am writing this because there might be a change to my routine again next year, and this time, I embrace it positively before it becomes another norm. Whatever the new routine may be, my greatest wish is for all the people I love to be with me. Aren't we all truly blessed? Thank you, Almighty, for having me on this wonderful journey called life.

To Nonoi and Titi, as we take on additional roles as wives, daughters-in-law, and mothers, and as we mostly celebrate the festive season and outings with our spouses and in-laws, let's remind each other, especially me, being the only girl, to never neglect our duty as daughters. I truly miss spending time with you two crazy cousins. Please always keep me in your prayers.

Eid mubarak

2011-09-02T14:44:00.000-07:00

Aidilfitri...datang lagi

Day 11th of Ramadhan (alhamdulillah)..the raya preparation begins for some. I've decided it'll be more for the kids this round.

After sahur bibik pointed out to me 'dik, semua orang ada benda baru untuk hari raya, adik enggak punya apa?'.. I know she wasn't referring to the Baju raya (coz ours has arrived all the way from Jakarta!) but she must be referring to my brother's, mum's new sofa, new furniture, house repaint, additional units of air conditioned etc...

I wanted to respond to her but I realize that it wasn't necessary. I am just grateful that I still can afford to 'support' my commitments. Cukuplah... I don't have to sweat the small stuff, I don't intend to have open house pun..hihihi (so jangan tanya ye kawan2) Not in 3 years time agaknya. I have prioritize things and even the spoilt staircase fix (wooden panel badly damaged by termites attack) is not in my list.
Nanti lah dulu..

Wait. I sounded so 'emo' today.. ! Ramadhan can be quite an emotional moment.. And I think I know why.. Last ramadhan was a tough one for me.. Syukur alhamdulillah this year was much better (thank you Almighty swt for your blessing) when things are smooth sailing, I'll reminisce how I have survived the rough ride... there has ALWAYS been a silver lining for every dark clouds... It is so damn true. Terima kasih Tuhan... I know I don't deserve this.

I feel blessed this Ramadhan...I still have the people I love around me.. I still have my other half, parents, in laws, kids, brothers (except for Abg Lan in Saudi), nephews, nieces and all. And yes, if this is fated to be my last Ramadhan... Make it my best Ramadhan ever Ya Allah....

P/s bibik: saya tak pregnant la.

I miss you

2011-09-02T14:40:00.000-07:00

Owh... How I miss you

I just miss
Having another heart beat inside of me
Another soul accompanying me
When I'm having sleepless night
Talking to you my little sweethearts

I just miss
Having tiny little one in my arms
I pledge to keep them safe from harm
The sweet smell of their ears
Which always bring me to tears

I just miss
Having my babies around me
As they have now grown up
Flawlessly cheer my day
My pillar of strength they are
In their very own way

I am grateful to you the Almighty
For blessing me with these wonderful babies
Every night and day I pray
For You to protect my babies
Bless them, Ya Allah..
Bless them all the way
Amin.

T@lentcorp-mari pulang ke Malaysia saudara, saudari

2011-07-14T05:06:00.000-07:00

"I had never contemplated staying abroad ... Malaysia is home (to me)," says the affable Johan Mahmood Merican. In so many ways, the 37-year-old is the ideal person to be tasked with retaining and drawing talent back to Malaysia. As the recently-appointed head of Talent Corp Malaysia Bhd, that is exactly his mandate.

As I was writing this, I am almost finished reading a book written by Ustaz Hasrizal “Aku terima Nikahnya”. There is one chapter in his book, where he has written about how challenging life is back home in Malaysia compared to living abroad.
He was reminiscing about the quality time he had with his family during their stay in UK and Scotland in comparison to the life in “tanahairku’. This post is about T@lencopr and life Malaysia.
“ It’s almost 9.00pm there and you are still in the office?” asked my brother who called me all the way from middle east. Yes, life is not a bed of roses and I had to carry the guilt conscience with me every day to them…”them” are referring to my children and my parents. I owe them big time! I carry the title “mother” with me, yes, Roles & Responsibility Roles=Mother, Responsibility=Work (?) *sigh*

Friends living abroad have time to walk in a park, travel to other countries for holiday, showered themselves with branded item (since income ratio is still affordable to purchase the luxury stuff) and many more. On the other hand, I have always console myself by saying…I have my parents less than 5 minutes drive, asam laksa few blocks away, sunny weather all year round and teh tarik round the clock!

T@lentcorp aims for drawing talent Malaysians to balik kampung, to serve our nation as we strive together to collectively make it a better place for all. They even established a special package programme for them and following are the latest :-

1) An optional Flat Tax Rate of 15% for Employment Income for five (5) years.
2) Tax Exemption for all personal effects brought into Malaysia.
3) 2 locally assembled/manufactured Completely-Knocked-Down (CKDs) vehicles tax-free.
4) Foreign spouse/children given Permanent Resident (PR) status within six (6) months upon submission of complete application to Immigration Department of Malaysia.
5) Foreign born children or children already studying in an international stream overseas are allowed to enroll in any international school of choice in Malaysia.

Whoa…!!! after all the ‘luxury’ life abroad, the government even created a welcoming pack for our expat friends.

T@lentcorp has identified that 3 buckets that attracts Malaysian working abroad :-

a) economic (higher pay),

b) professional development

c) macro-issues such as public transport, education for their children and all that.

Looks like people like us who have been loyal to the country has to work even harder to compete with this expats once their are back....

Reference to Item (3) - Abang Lan, we are looking forward for the X6 itu.

Pix : Gambar oversea ala2 expat family wannabe..hihihi...