Of Heart and Mind

I’ve wanted to write and update my blog for a long long time, but time has never been very kind to me. I always feel like a day consists of less than 24 hours and the official working hours everyday is only 4 hours. Sigh! Anyway, my last get-together with the wonderful-superb-unbelievable- Angels happened like 3 weeks ago and I took ages to blog about it….. finally, I decided not to elaborate so much about the meeting as the rest had already wrote about it & it’s too late for me to say anything now (it’s no longer hot from the oven lah). But I won’t disappoint you…. Check out the different versions of the tales by: Leilanie Kimi Dee Ina It was my first encounter with Kimi and Dee and trust me, they made you feel “at home”…. Hehehe. We talked and laughed like we’ve been friends for so long. They are truly fantastic supermoms (yes, that includes you guys, too, Leilanie & Ina!) And when moms get together, “maid” issues are da-main-topic. Talking about maid, so far I’ve managed to...

I was in Bandar Kinrara yesterday morning & I stopped by a newspaper stand to buy, of course, newspapers. There were two stalls along the road, one is manned by a Malay man (probably around his 20’s) and another one is manned by an old Indian man in his 60’s. I didn’t know which one to choose (suddenly it became the hardest decision that I had to make), but thinking that the old man still has to work despite his age to look for ‘rezeki halal’, I finally stopped at his stall. He approached my car & I told him I needed two papers. He went back to his stall & got me the papers. When he came back, one hand was holding the papers & another one was holding something. He handed me the papers & I gave him RM4 in return…. then immediately he handed me my change…. Oh! He had coins in his other hand, which really impressed me.. talking about efficient customer service here. I smiled and took my change, to which he said…. “Thank you… selamat jalan!” .... and waved at me. I mean...

Okay…..what is this?? No other news in the whole wide world for the Press to write about kah? I think enough humiliation one can handle…. with all the ruffled-Cinderella-like-wedding-gown one had been dreaming to wear…. to singing at one’s own wedding (twice, mind you) …. and now… marks on one’s neck after the so-called first night (of course, not applicable to the bridegroom)! Hello!!!! Can we read something else please, now that everything is over??? Oh! There’s more issit ? Yeah, yeah, the honeymoon (which is still a big RAHSIA… like we are dying to know!!) and also ‘da-event' nine months down the road….. if it happens…. (and oh! no direct telecast please....!!!!) My oh my, we do have a long way to go, I must tell you…. Sick eh!