tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-101734252024-09-12T07:59:56.085+08:00Getting on with life with being positive in mind. What else could be the savior for my sanity?mangobiruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10004225284583311652noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10173425.post-53818738514217437492010-10-02T10:43:00.000+08:002010-10-02T17:00:55.006+08:00

The Universe ... The Universal Creator .... World's Greatest Designer .... ALL refers to that One Great Force whom I know is the Almighty Only God.And it's really amazing how His miracle works.I was in pain for the longest time. I had numbed myself for the last 9 years and everytime I un-numbed myself, I'll be on the brink of insanity. It didn't help that your face was bruised on the second day

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What a day.Oh Boy. What A DAY! What an awesome inspiring fantastical day it has been for me! And I'm not gonna let some male chauvinist to steal away the enthusiasm and hopes that I have from this point onwards.It started as an ordinary business meeting. But meeting Elisabeth has always been beyond the ordinary. This petite woman, no taller than my 11 yrs old daughter is simply full or life! And

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Amidst the laughter, the smiles ... it was all a brave front.We all tried hard not to shed another tear. Not at this happy ocassion, where you should be .. sitting amongst us with your infectious joy and merry chattering.We missed you. I missed you.As much as I tried not to cry, I succumbed to grievance. It could be the quiet journey home in the car that brought back memories of you.Who would

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Ok so I was emotional. Well yes I can't it help it that I'm such a gembeng person. Gembeng is a Malay word for one who's easily emotional and shed too much tears.But really, I'm just a normal person who happens to have a very very soft spot for families .. well ermm .. among couple of things.So what was I thinking to even suggest a family meeting at the hospital's cafeteria?! Anyway, after

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"Lauk pindang dah masak?" It came out from one of Mak Lam's best buddies when I first walked into the hospital ward. All other 5 pairs of eyes turned to me. I was like ... did I forgot something?? Mak Lam can only managed a very weak smile and said that she have asked for Kak Yah to cook it for her.Mak lam and her 5 buddies have been life long friends. They've been with her in her good and bad

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Meeting Siti was a blast! Had a great time, more so as we had my or rather our favorite fish soup with milk at the stall across Bugis Junction. It was funny when I suddenly realize how similar we are, yet different in our own way. We used to have long flowing hair. I was the taller and slimmer version of her (ehem .. back then) but with a much flatter nose. And she's the much kecoh version of me,

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So how do you nurse a heartbroken 15 years old?Just hurts to know she's hurting inside. You can only tell her to be strong, that she deserves better and that she'll meet more people and places to go. More importantly, she have a choice, and all hers to make."Now I know how you felt ummi" cried the first born as I hugged her and wiped her tears. My heart cried with her today. Baby, you can never

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What really can you do in Singapore?Other then being a couch potato.When we've watched almost all that VOD on Starhub could offer, we turned to Video Ezy.That was where I have burnt a couple of tens weekly. Times that to 4, that could bought me a very nice new pair of shoe! Well thanks to Tall Guy who gave me a glorious vanity moment. It's either he's half blind or they just train their staffs

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Meeting old friends is simply such an elation you can feel serotonin oozes out of your every pore! Never mind if it's only online. How could it not? Life have been pretty much routine and being at it for the past 15 years is getting a bit mundane. That's evil. I know.Old friends brought back the sweet memories but I guess what's nice is, reminiscing the past actually helped me to remember how to

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Finally I had my OMNIA!! I've been drooling for it since the day it first came out. It was unexpected really. I actually went to Starhub @ Tampines to get the Maxonline Mobile plan and Mr Hubby wanted to renew our home Maxonline contract for the free PS2 promo. Apparently the Playstation 2 promo is available for online sign-ups only. Anyway saw that the OMNIA's going for $98 with 2 years plan

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Zulkarnain whom I met 20 years back is now married to a very lovely girl, expecting their first child anytime now. He is very much in love with his wife, which is just so ... inspiring.For old bird like me, it is refreshing to witness such a display even if it's literally. There seems to be a phase in marriage when everything seems to slow down. Having married to the same man for the past 15

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It have been more than a year since the last post. Well, I was too busy & just too tired to blog about anything positiP. For almost 2 years I was The Pacifier/ Negotiator/ Complain Absorber/ Wrappers Catcher for the The-World's-Best-Airline FFP contact centre. Sure, it was 'Fun' entertaining CEOs turned whining & foot stamping toddlers demanding for FREE seats, waivers, compensations .. just

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Not the day she was born,but the day I went home with my beautiful seventh wonder :) Amazing and crazy say some. But how glad I am not to succumb to my fears 9 mths ago else I won't be meeting this beautiful creation God have given me. My seventh child Qaisara Qistina :)

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Blogging is a way for me to express my inner thoughts while being anonymous. It's great when you can blurt out your anger on things private without worrying too much on the consequences. But when that shield of privacy was accidentally unshielded, by my careless ramblings of course hahah, I felt the urgency to set things the way it should be. So the deletion of certain post, was executed. I

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It started with recipezaar.com, My gosh, what recipe they have!!! I tried one super brownie recipe that took less than 15 mins to prepare, uses only oil, sugar, cocoa, flour, baking powder and salt! The taste, masya'allah, it's so fudgy and chewy.It's heavenly.The kids love it so much that I need to bake 4 times that day. Now the older girls bake themselves and even sold it to their friends and

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Things happen for a reason. Every little things...I received an ' early bird 'sms while nursing Little Lutfi. It was from an old friend who needs emotional comfort as things don't go the way she expected even after much physical and spriritual efforts.That hit me.Life is never meant to be easy. But that's how things ARE suppose to be. We tend to be so fully absorb of not getting what we want that

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Alas, my sweet, sweet Lutfi taken at 19 days. Saw that dimples?!! :)

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It have been 5 days since eternity ....At least that's how I felt in the labour ward. It did seemed forever! After 5 kids, I never imagine the 6th will left me 'traumatized'. Or is it because I'm just getting too old to be contributing to Singapore birth rate?1 day after my due date, the contraction began at a 'comfortable' intervals of 1/2 hrs for at least 24 hrs before reality finally sank in.

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Segala puji bagi Allah, Tuhan sekelian alam. Selawat dan salam ke atas junjungan besar Nabi Muhammad Sallallahu ‘Alaihi Wasallam, ahli keluarga, dan sahabat-sahabatnya.Ya Allah, kami menadah tangan kepada-Mu pada waktu malam dan siang dalam keadaan kami bertawassul dengan nama-nama Mu, dalam keadaan kami mengharapkan gedung rahmat yang sarat di samping Mu. Dan dalam keadaan kami cinta

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How fast time flies and 2 weeks have gone by! Alhamdullillah, dad seems fine, except for the occasional discomfort on his chest, which doctor have confirmed a mere bone inflammation that will subside in time. Things have been rather chaotic for me these past 2 weeks. It's unbelievable so much had happened! The best part is, it's not even my problem. Ok So it is, I've always considred my

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Barely 4 hrs after writing my last journal entry, I had experienced such overwhelming fear .... of losing someone dear. It just took a phone call and the white paint that had splashed over my mum's face with one hand clutching her breast (Did I got that right?!). I hold my breath, while walking slowly towards my mum who was about to collapse any moment and swiftly took the handset from her. "Your

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The air seems fresher here in Pasir Ris, compliments from the Nature Reserve just opposite my apartment and the sea breeze that could have been blown from the beach which is a 15 mins walk away. It's a quiet neigborhood with an occasional major traffic. My morning starts after the subh prayer, sending the kids to school and a slow, slow stroll to Elias Mall which is simply across the street, for

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Ok, so I was alone in bed again. No, nope. There was little Luqman, my 3 yrs old toddler with wild imaginations. Positip: Never mind if he's not here, the kids are. Hijaubiru's quote: Utamakan mana yang lebih berhak hmmm. Luqman's vivid imagination got an overdose last night LOL. Luqman - Ummi, I don't like your friend. Tak cantik. Me - huh? Yang mana sayang. Which friend of mine? Luqman -

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Positip or rather positive is the theme of this new blog of mine. A friend suggested that I should be expressing myself in English. Not that my English's excellent. Not at all, so please forgive me for any grammatical and spelling errors :) My first blog, aged 4 months by now, narrated my deepest sorrow only my 'gloomy languange can' express. Thus it was in Malay. Don't get me wrong, Malay's a

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