"i am not a perfect woman and you are not a perfect man"
Friday, August 21, 2009
Ramadhan al Mubarak
The long awaited month by all Muslims starts tomorrow 22nd of Augusts 2009. It seems so fast for a year to pass by.
Therefore here i am, wishing all friends and family SELAMAT MENYAMBUT BULAN RAMADHAN AL_MUBARAK!
The month full of baraqah and provides all good, overflows with dignity, embellished with all obedience and the month where Muslims develop themselves in search of Taqwa. InsyaAllah.
Personally, i love the month of Ramadhan because:
1. Fasting makes us closer to Allah swt: fasting, praying, reciting the holy al-Quran,and zikir. Priceless.
2. There'll be many,many Muslims, men and women, young and old would performing Tarawikh at Masjids or Suraus. A sight that is priceless.
3. Families and friends gather and buka puasa together. You hardly get that everyday, at least it's me. Priceless
4. Fasting itself is an agent to detoxify our body. No need extra charges. No need pills or detoxifying teas and what nots.
and lastly fasting makes me feel good about myself,being closer to Allah and being a better Muslim.
Again, i wish all Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadhan!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Little Miss Busy?
Despite my excitements to share my stories and babbles about my EUROtrip, i'm telling you i cant see the rows of frames on the shelf in front of me. In short, work is piling up! Darn...I'm terribly sorry for this but hopefully, insyaAllah, i'll be updating it one piece by another from time to time. Hopefully.
As for now, as you might have guessed and as for what i've told, i've kept my dark memories, hurt and pain in a box. I went far, far away from home to dig myself a deep, deep hole and throw all of those inside. I've long moved on with my beautiful life, called Miss Sunshine to help me through with Mr Rain and now, yes now, i'm happy to announce my current addiction, passion, my elixir, my potion..Mr Mystery. Sounds sexy right? Let him be under my spell for a while, and sooner or later, you'll find it our yourself.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Eiffel, im in love *part deux*
After some cold shower and mesmerizing done through our window pane, we finally set foot on the roads of Paris. Earlier on we had purchase the 2days tickets from Metro which costs around EU18. Well, since we’ll be moving around with it, why not? Besides, it is said to be much cheaper and convenient, I suppose. But the ticket is just so small that I think it is so much advisable to let ET hold it for me, just in case I lose it. From La Tour Mauborg to Eiffel Tower is just 1 station away (Note: Trocadero: Line 6).
At that particular moment, I was actually not feeling good. My head was practically spinning, I was coughing and had a runny nose and my temperature was rather high. InsyaAllah it’s not the infamous H1N1 (Did I mention I had the influenza jab days earlier for precautions?) However, all these did not stop me from having fun, especially our Lil Miss ET was just ignorant of my sickness (She loves me, that’s why she keeps on reminding me on my medications like a mommy. Love u, Goyfie).
Before getting ourselves to the tower, we were in need of the delicious strawberry slush to cool our throats (Sorry Mr Throat) and went on a ride on a beautiful carousel joined by a dozen of kids. Yes, the little girl in me was finally unleashed!
Eiffel Tower, believe it or not, despite the heat and sickness, my mouth was wide open to stand before one of the 7 wonders. Am I dreaming? Am I really here? Et, please pinch me slowly (slapping is too harsh!) Inside, I wish he was here too. To witness and to be with me at this land of romance as well as to be my personal photographer (ET, no offence we were the greatest couple in Paris then, kaann?).
Everything seemed beautiful, and surreal. To get to the top of the tower, one would have to purchase a ticket and after over an hour, we finally got ourselves a ticket with discount for youths below 25 years old. How cool is that? So basically it was selling for EU9.90 for the elevator entrance tickets to the top floor. So if ever I’d want to go again for a tour or honeymoon whatever, I’ll have to pay EU13. *sigh*
[For more info on the Eiffel Tower Visitors Guide click on http://goparis.about.com/od/parismonuments/p/Eiffel_Tower.htm]
When we reached the top floor, the view was super amazing. Enchanted by the view of Paris and tired I was to have stand and lined up for hours from the ticket purchasing to elevator waiting. But it did not keep me from being thankful to have been there. We got ourselves a salad and cheese baguette, cupcakes and soft drinks and let the moment mesmerize us. For once, I felt better, no runny nose, no cough, no fever. Perfect!
As we went down Eiffel Tower, it hit me how sad it will be to leave but the trip must go on. We headed to Hard Rock Cafe Paris (Note: Richelieu Drouot) for some dinner and souvenirs and believe it or not, the only thing we could have was the Classic Nachos, minus Chili. Yummy still. Still we had fun, the people, the music and David our waiter. Super friendly and so cute (Mira, I know you like him so if you happen to go there, tell him I said Hi!)
So tired we were, we headed back to get some rest before a long day ahead tomorrow.
Bonne nuit, Adura!
At that particular moment, I was actually not feeling good. My head was practically spinning, I was coughing and had a runny nose and my temperature was rather high. InsyaAllah it’s not the infamous H1N1 (Did I mention I had the influenza jab days earlier for precautions?) However, all these did not stop me from having fun, especially our Lil Miss ET was just ignorant of my sickness (She loves me, that’s why she keeps on reminding me on my medications like a mommy. Love u, Goyfie).
Before getting ourselves to the tower, we were in need of the delicious strawberry slush to cool our throats (Sorry Mr Throat) and went on a ride on a beautiful carousel joined by a dozen of kids. Yes, the little girl in me was finally unleashed!
Eiffel Tower, believe it or not, despite the heat and sickness, my mouth was wide open to stand before one of the 7 wonders. Am I dreaming? Am I really here? Et, please pinch me slowly (slapping is too harsh!) Inside, I wish he was here too. To witness and to be with me at this land of romance as well as to be my personal photographer (ET, no offence we were the greatest couple in Paris then, kaann?).
Everything seemed beautiful, and surreal. To get to the top of the tower, one would have to purchase a ticket and after over an hour, we finally got ourselves a ticket with discount for youths below 25 years old. How cool is that? So basically it was selling for EU9.90 for the elevator entrance tickets to the top floor. So if ever I’d want to go again for a tour or honeymoon whatever, I’ll have to pay EU13. *sigh*
[For more info on the Eiffel Tower Visitors Guide click on http://goparis.about.com/od/parismonuments/p/Eiffel_Tower.htm]
When we reached the top floor, the view was super amazing. Enchanted by the view of Paris and tired I was to have stand and lined up for hours from the ticket purchasing to elevator waiting. But it did not keep me from being thankful to have been there. We got ourselves a salad and cheese baguette, cupcakes and soft drinks and let the moment mesmerize us. For once, I felt better, no runny nose, no cough, no fever. Perfect!
As we went down Eiffel Tower, it hit me how sad it will be to leave but the trip must go on. We headed to Hard Rock Cafe Paris (Note: Richelieu Drouot) for some dinner and souvenirs and believe it or not, the only thing we could have was the Classic Nachos, minus Chili. Yummy still. Still we had fun, the people, the music and David our waiter. Super friendly and so cute (Mira, I know you like him so if you happen to go there, tell him I said Hi!)
So tired we were, we headed back to get some rest before a long day ahead tomorrow.
Bonne nuit, Adura!
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Eiffel, im in love *part un*
21st july 2009
I watched the sun coming out early that morning, jet lagged or excited or whatever you might call it, i had it. I could hardly get some shut eyes probably it was too cold or perhaps because i had no phone to call my loved ones in Malaysia *sigh* I killed the time walking to and fro Daing's cosy apartment, waiting for 0645 as planned, to get to St Pancras International where i was supposed to get myself on the Eurostar and travel for 2 hours to Paris.
The alarm went on at 0630 and there i was with the 2 boys, Daing and Per (Cheh was still in he dreams therefore none of us wanted to interfere that, sweet dreams Cheh) pushing my luggage across the town from Liverpool St to get to the train station. I was practically enchanted by the station itself. Culture shock to see how different it is than my home country (Malaysia i love you), probably the cafes and florist won my heart.
After i got my ticket from the machine which was super-easy to use (enter the online ticket's number and your credit card and voila!), we went and get ourselves food to warm the tummy. And there it striked me that i'll have to be a vegetarian or a fish-arian for as long as I'm on this trip. Believe me, there are tonnes of super-delicious sandwiches at Pret A Manger lined up with bacon and hams and fresh salads, but i won't be deceived, therefore i settled for and egg sandwich and a cup of Hot Mocha. Burp! That'll be enough to last till Paris, i hope.
As i was chatting away with the two lads, i was also praying inside, hoping that any telecommunication store would open soon for me to get my hands on a SIMpack. I am in need of a phone, badly! And there it was a Vodaphone store, just switching on the lights across the cafe. OMG!!! Thank you.. I got myself a SIMpack for GBP5 with GBP20 topup. Super expensive. That's a good RM110 but since i need it badly, i got it anyways. Thanks to Lisa the Vodaphone lady who was so attentive and actually informed me that international roaming fees are free for summer and that to make calls to Malaysia is way cheaper like 20p/per minute (RM1.17). Mahal laa!!! Whatever it is, Lisa you were my lifesaver.
So i got on the Eurostar and tried to get some sleep but before that, i need to make a phone call. I was happiest to hear voices, again. Personally, Eurostar is such a convenient way of travelling. Cheap, maybe. But the seats are like the ones you can get on AirAsia. Comfy, it is. My heart was practically flipping over and over again, excited to get my feet on Paris and to finally meet my Goyfie, ET. It's been years, 2 years?
ET had actually reach Paris earlier than me. So we agreed to meet at the train station Paris Nord as i was not familiar with places there. Unlike her, this is her third trip there (Correction: second time). When i actually arrived, i was practically sweating. Why did i even wore a thick top? Because London was super cold but Paris was warmer? Duhh... how would i know about the weather, right? Tu la tak check weather forecast kaaannn? I'm the type that couldn't be bothered about the weather, okay.
The sight of ET made me pull my luggage faster. I just felt like jumping on her but since, i think, I'm slightly heavier than her, i didn't. Let's just save it for Mr Mystery. I hugged and kissed her and felt never wanting to let her go, seriously. I missed her a lot. A lot! The people around were looking, but who cares, right? So what if i love my best friend? Jealous la tuuu... The 2 girls then marched to the nearest Metro Station to get ourselves to La Tour Mauborg where it is supposed to be the nearest Metro to our hotel.
It was a thrill to be in Paris with ET, perhaps the first trip with her alone. But i know, we'll have tonnes of fun. As we reached our destination, to get to the hotel was a 10minutes walk. Walking with luggages, doesn't sound chic but whatevs, we're tourists. As we approached Le Jardin D'Eiffel, we were told by the receptionist that our room would be ready in an hour. Perfect! We need foooodd and gues where did we go for a bite? Starbucks! *sigh*
When we actually got our room, believe it or not, i felt like we're on a honeymoon, our windows had the most amazing view, the Eiffel Tower. Let me be enchanted for a while, and I'll continue with my trip.
Bonjour Adura!!!!
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