Sunday, September 29, 2013

Rainy season comes early in Penansular East Coast

Well, KB and I, we just decided last week that we would like to spend our afternoon walking around the campus. KB usually had sometimes in the afternoon after office hour while waiting for her husband to pick her up.

Anyway, towards the second day, we were running for our dry clothes against the drops of rain. The rain drops were not the actual drops. It poured down heavily on us.

But then again, to think that I normally would not have a chance - to just go ahead and 'mandi hujan' by pretending to be polite walking under my umbrella - that was a very good excuse. As for KB, she was down with the flu the day after but thankfully, it was not the real one.

This afternoon, KB was not in for the game. And the thunderstorm frightened me with the 'lightning' idea. There goes another day of not wasting our fat by walking.

Anyway, I am going home after this, to cycle. Hopefully.

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Oblivious


Things in life may not follow our needs or intentions. It has its own course. It will fly, jump, stop, swim, whenever necessary because as we all now, all are up to Him. Because we never can see the large picture
 
We are too small to realize that there were house burning next to the road behind those tall houses even though we can see the fire engine was next to you and many firefighters around. That was so true to my friend and I, yesterday afternoon while we were heading to Tesco of Kg Sireh. Well, if we were so oblivious to circumstances that were supposed to be seen, how about other things? 

Put on the thinking cap.... 

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Grateful is a big word for a tiny little piece of imperfectness

I just bought a new car. Praise to Allah and I am very happy about that. Thus, I've been shying-sang on the road; from KB to AS, back to KB, went to AS again; all those to spend time with my family back home. Everything when just perfect until last week. 

During one of the Hari Raya open-house, my friend's husband realized that there was a hairline cracked on the left-side at the back of my car bumper plus half-size of one Ringgit paint scratched. I was obviously shocked by the finding since I didn't remember anyone bump into my car. Of course my mind started racing by to find the culprit. For sometimes, I felt quite unhappy. 

But then again, being surrounded by good people is good for our soul.

I've a flock of FB friends who posted many good things in their status. In addition, there are many motivators who's FB's account I subscribed into. 

There's one post mentioned that we shall be thankful of losing a pair of shoes because amongst us, there are many without a pair of feet.

Well, having a scratched paint is nothing. Many are still wishing that they at least have a car that can be driven around.

So, be grateful for the many good things instead of worrying over a tiny little piece of imperfectness. 

Monday, September 2, 2013

Hiding behind the door, no more!

Well, finally I am admitting that I have been hiding my life behind my closed door (of the office, of course!). Since coming back from Japan (which was almost 3 years.... Ahem!), things have been a little difficult for me in term of fitting-in. It has been in my nature to always be with the winning team and I am not used to be belittled. So, I worked very hard and Allah has finally granted my wishes one by one. Alhamdulillah! Praise to Him, the almighty. 

(Anyway, I have to explain that it is not that I worked hard I got it all but because of Him, He who decides to grace upon me.)

People might think that I took too long time to get my life straight. Again, it happened because I think too much with less action. As my Japanese adopted mother said, many times, I was a thinker but not a doer. Thus, the years past and one fine day I think that I should change, and I did. 

I bought a new digital camera (cheaper than the previous one with less functions but working good for my need) and had started to shoot here and there. But just a point and shoot kind of photography. No more fancy camera, a soft warning from my mother replayed whenever I walked past a camera store or surfing an online one. 

That was just one of the example. 

We cannot ask too much from life. Life is like that, there are ups and downs. I am in the happy mood. A lot of oxytoxin nowadays!