Happy Birthday to me..

The most person I really want to hug right now is Mak.  Back to 28th August 1975, at this hour, minute and second maybe I'm in Mak's hand, holding me or put me to sleep.  On this date today in the year of 2013, I'm here being myself and still in the middle of a journey that has no end.  Mak is not around anymore, happily living in another world.  Alhamdulillah...Allah let me dream of her last night.  She's happily preparing meals for my small birthday party.  How I wish that is not a dream. I truly miss Mak.

When the blues cathcing up with you...

It's been a long way to update the blog...I'm in bluesss...no words to write, no memories to share and no moments to be awaited...

Just me and a daily life to run because of Allah.  I'm just His servant, I'll stay as long as He wants and will go back to Him when the time's come.  As the days flow, I've to be prepared to see Him as we never know when is our time to see Him.  My doa to live happily ever after...Amin...