The One Who Stole My Heart.


He is my husband and father to my child. No, he is not just that, he is my partner, best friend, adviser, financial controller (hehehe), a joker and in fact he wore many hats in my life. He knows me inside out. He understands me more than I understand my own self. Recently I’ve just realised that he known me half my life! No kidding. (Thanks Caca, yeah I’ve just realised that, thank you! Hehehe)

He is a man of a few words whereas I am a woman with multiple verbs and nouns. Opposite attracts you see! BUT dont get him angry, he’ll SHOW you his verbs and nouns! Hahaha! (rest assured its not to his family members but to his trainees only! LOL)

So sometimes, when that person who seldoms express himself suddenly came up with such beautiful phrases and sentences, you know that he really meant what he said and he is a keeper! Especially on a beautiful day like OUR birthday.


“Dear, you have been my one true love. No amount of words to describe you. You were everywhere and everything in my life. Nothing can ever replace you. Although marriage is alot of hardwork, you’ve made it simple as possible! Your tolerance and patience has always been your strongest point especially for me.

Of course, you’ve been a wonderful father too no doubt. My only deepest regret is not to be able to give you another precious little being which both of us been longing for but Alhamdullilah, I am truly grateful for our one and only beautiful son, Fadeliq.

You are my greatest gift all these years. Thank you Allah, for giving me the right person to be with, in this life and till jannah InsyaAllah.”

When we were young-GER! 19 years together and counting! InsyaAllah.




This blog website is collecting cobwebs….

I used to rant a lot but as I matures I learned to be more patience, to tolerate people, to keep quiet when I should be voicing out!

Yes, I learned to keep mum and listen.  I listen more each day, analyze and listen some more.

Who am I to judge anyways.  We are simply here to learn from mistakes ourself so there isn’t a point to judge people or pinpoint one’s flaws.

Tired…simply tired.

So stop talking and just listen.  You’ll see a change in yourself, believe me. oh yeah…smile more please! 🙂



Yati’s RVC is open for business!

Been busy lately, trying to find a job you know!   At this age, it is definitely not easy!  So while waiting for work, I’ve been baking RVCs by letting friends and family try it out!  They are definitely my great ‘guinea pigs’ hehehe….Alhamdullilah been getting good reviews about it so far.  Nope they are not great yet, look, I am no expert but at least it’s edible! (Whoa wat a way to promote eh, Yati! LOL)

So how about it?….give it a try?  Come on, I’ll be waiting for your emails! 😉



Catnap is not in my blood.

Mum : You need to take a catnap after your lunch ok? At least you’ll be fresh for this evening’s tuition. (hmmm…probably that’s not how I say it since it kinda sounded like a perfect English eh?)

Boy : You know I can’t sleep in the afternoon….it is just NOT in my blood!

Mum : Whaddaya mean? NOT in your blood?! Both of us (me and the hub) sleeps whenever we can! Morning Noon and Night! *gasp!*

Boy : Nope, then I guess I followed Nenek’s blood! *nonchalant*

Mum : Pfft! *rolls eyes*

Since young, he is not those who gets catnaps.  He will ONLY sleeps when the aircon is on which we will only turn it at night….huh..”followed Nenek’s blood” Pffft!..





Anti-Social? Nah…

Facebook, Google+, Instagram, Twitter, Klout,, Youtube, IFTTT,

WordPress, Tumblr, Path, Soundtracking, Foursquare, Skype, Vimeo,

Posterous, KiK.,, SnapDish… (I know I am missing a few more)

Social Networks Junkie Addict I am.

Need help. Pronto.

PS : Tonight I nearly registered myself with TypePad! So tempted! Arghhh…




Life of a 12yo boy so far…

Finally got his schedule. It’ll definitely be a busy busy one for this 12 yo this year.

May Allah gives this boy strength, health, knowledge and remembers your blessings each day. Insyaallah.



Hmmm…although Sundays seem to be free from any remedials/tuitions for now, will definitely be filled with revisions here and there soon.

To Be or Not To Be…

The moment he came out from the tuition centre.

Mum : How was it?
Boy : Ok lah, I asked a lot of questions.
Mum : Oh really? What kind of questions? Not stupid questions I hope!
Boy : Of course not! In fact I answered most of the questions too! I was the only one who talked (voluntarily) in class, the rest just kept quiet.
Mum : oookay…

I was a timid girl….ok let me rephrase….I used to be a timid girl. I dont remember voluntarily asking a question or put up a hand in class when the teacher asked to even if I knew the answer. That is why I get agitated whenever the boy is exposed to new environment. Surprisingly he is way more confident than me. Also more knowledgeable than I was at his age. Alhamdullilah.

أعوذ بالله من الشيطان الرجيم بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

(Musa (Moses)) said:

“O my Lord! Open for me my chest (grant me self-confidence, contentment, and boldness). And make this matter easy for me. Make me eloquent of speech. So that they may understand my speech”

– (Surah Ta Ha 20:25-28)