Chronicles of St.Nawtee

assalamualaikum ok i do say that my syawal wasnt that bad at all. apart from missing important figures of my life, i am very well occupied with the lovely people that work and have fun with, my friends and my family in Geneva :) i do apologize for putting it up late coz i've been particularly busy replacing Karsay on is on a sick leave. hopefully he will be back and fully healthy by this week, amen. but i gotta say, i really love driving and going around. after a long delay (sorry) i dedicate this post to Mali and her gorgeously wonderful family who had offered us food (YAY!) on the first day of Syawal. her mom is absolutely the best (as to every moms i meet, of course, by far they dont compare to my own lovely mother :) however, all my intentions and verbal expressions come straight from the heart. each woman who is a mother, shall never be left behind without being acknowledged by me!) anyway, Mali's mom, fantastic! the food was awesome. you could visualize my face like the p

assalamualaikum all i hear is myself. the takbir sounds so empty when i say it out loud, only hoping that the heavens hear my cries of celebration. ramadhan just went by and i didnt even notice it. as i received the sms text saying that tomorrow is syawal, i just remained silent. its used to be like, oh yeahhhhh! i can eat again!!! or happily distressed of buying last minute munchies for the first day of syawal. but frankly... i dont have such feeling anyway... not anymore. this is the second syawal i celebrate alone. of all this time i wished i couldve gone back to Brunei, i wished i couldve gone back now. during this time instead of June 09. either way, i would still be happy. and its already done. i cant go so frequently. again, old feelings come back to haunt me. causing me much sadness as i type right now. i just dont know what to do. i do feel happy and all but theres always some pieces missing. important pieces that make my life complete. i'll shove that aside now. back to m

assalamualaikum a real surprise when u got energy boosted up in the middle of the night. i seriously got to get rid this Red Bull addiction (i found another energy booster: turkish coffee, trust me. it'll get you goin on and on and on... and so on and so forth and on). i find myself amazed as well as dazed at how clean my room is. i havent slept the whole day, its usually right off to bed after work till an hour or so before breaking fast. however, i have been really productive today. so much so i am awed at the fact that i could pull all this up in just half a day. cleaning my room would usually take a hefty time (by that i mean a very long time... okay, a week) it started out with a small speck of dust... then i moved over to my mound of laundry that was as high as Everest. cold and there... with the stinking visual effects. so horrible that it not even a fly would dare to cross over. yeah, i am dirty. off i went doing the laundry. and i even walked up and down the stairs coz the

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assalamualaikum shudda done this a long time ago but i had to wait a little for mum to send me the pictures... thanks mom! i love you! anyway, back to my post... after longs months of waiting, finally Abdul Rahim now has some new fellas to play with! introducing... Abdul Raham and Abdul Rahum!!! horrraaaayyyy!!! two more boys to look forward for when i get back home. i guess it would be (already is) much work for mum and dad. Abdul Raham and Abdul Rahum both were born on the 1st day of Ramadhan, 22nd August. hold on, the best part of all, mom and dad even timed their birth... ahahaha! according to mum's report, Raham was born just 2 minutes (1307hrs) before Rahum came out (1309hrs). aren't we the most interesting people in the world? :) i love my family... according to mum, both are beginning to get nawtee as the day progresses. there is no doubt that i'll have to increase my awareness of looking around just in case any one of them are putting a bulls-eye on my behind... wa

assalamualaikum i absolutely positively love it when it rains. i find it highly calming to walk in the rain. if only i had the chance to walk through it without an umbrella. theres an overwhelming feeling about it apart from getting a slight cold from it but somehow i dont really care about that. unfortunately with these work clothes on, i have to remain dry... have you ever walked in the rain? try it out. its awesome. well, i know some can't *ehem*mama bear*ehem (^^,) one best moment of my life when i was back in Brunei last June was working with dad during the heavy rain. we had to lift up the planks from the drains to prevent it being carried away by the strong currents. it was great. even mom was standing around watching us without an umbrella. from that moment on, i loved them more. coz from there i saw it is true, no matter sun nor rain, nothing will ever cut our bond as a family. i love my family. i miss them so much. i thought of that when i was walking towards the office.