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What I recall about mom, back when she’s of the same age as me today.

Year: Summer of 1985 (if I calculated correctly, back then I was quite an ace in mathematics)
Place: Most probably living out of suitcase at the Beach Hotel, Tripoli, Libya

A diplomat’s wife having just arrived in a very foreign land and maybe harsh environment which is very much different from her motherland / homeland (I do not want to be accused of being gender biased here). I doubt it was easy for her; however, she somehow made the easy transition from a working woman to a full time housewife / homemaker! That’s not an easy feat, I assure you, for someone who spends her time in front of the screen from 9-5, 6 days a week (that’s part of the life of a computer programmer). What more, with a difficult child by her side who is as hardheaded as one could imagine!

There’s so much time on our side, so mom took me on a “journey” of getting to know each other. All this while I knew her as a disciplinarian (she got that from my grandpa, a policeman), not much of a doting mother. She has always been very strict and stern that whenever my cousin and I hear the car door being slammed, we practically dropped whatever we do (shut off the TV) and ran to the bathroom to have our bath. Mom is very particular about our study schedule / timetable. We have to be all cleaned up by 6 @ 7, dinner, homework and revision, rest for a short while to catch our fave show on TV be it Air Wolf @ 21 Jump Street and off to bed (all in that order)! While on weekends our time was spent at the library or art lessons.

While in Libya, I used to watch her cook or bake and even help her do the chores as we often had visitors coming over for tea or dinner. She’s one fine cook, too bad I don’t inherit her “talents”! However, I discovered the joy of travel through my mom. She’s inquisitive and unafraid to travel on her own and to explore the unknown. She doesn’t mind visiting the slums in India, to see firsthand the condition of the schools there or to the government owned schools in Libya (high school students in their military uniform etc.). I guess she would have been a great Minister of Education, if she ever was interested in politics, but as we all know politics is dirty!

Well, yes, that’s my mom. She doesn’t lavish me with gifts or pamper me but she surely lavish me with knowledge, instilled in me the discipline that has shaped me into who I am today. I may not be the perfect child or individual, but I am ME and I am thankful for my parents, who have supported and encouraged me over the years. I could not ask for a BETTER TEACHER.

Thank you, mama!

Tribute to Mom

Posted: May 10, 2008 in mi familia, mi vida loca, Snaps
As I was browsing around, looking for the RIGHT picture, I stumbled upon this old photograph of Mom & me. There were very few pictures of me sitting on mom’s lap, most were of me sulking — being the little stubborn brat, I was then, maybe still am! So, as you can see, I have decided to post it here as I hope it will remind me of the sacrifices she has made and the values she instilled in me. She is my rock, my friend and most of all my mom. Thanks Mom.
Poems I found online. How I wish I could pour out my feelings on paper as well as these.
A mum is a rose,
whose petals are soft …
A mum is a lily,
whose stem is tall & strong …
A mum is a person,
who is NEVER wrong …
A mum is a person,
you should LOVE forever …
Trust her, believe her & never doubt her.
By: Del “Abe” Jones
She was there at the beginning
When the world was new to you –
She was there to turn to happy times
Those when, you were hurt or blue.

She was there to listen to your thoughts
And when you asked, to give advice –
She was there to tell you, “Those don’t match!”
Or, “Hon, you sure look nice.”

She was there with you at nighttime
To help you say your prayers _
She was there to tell you, “It’s alright.”
When you had a dream that scares.

She was there at morning time
To get you up and out of bed –
She was there when you didn’t feel good (or did)
To say, “You’d best stay home, instead.”

She was there when you were hungry
And when you had those dirty clothes –
She was there when you needed her
(How she knew? Only heaven knows.)

She was there at the beginning
And she’ll be there your whole life through –
She’ll be there in your mind and heart
Just like a mother is supposed to do.

“M” is for the million things she gave me,
“O” means only that she’s growing old,
“T” is for the tears she shed to save me,
“H” is for her heart of purest gold;
“E” is for her eyes, with love-light shining,
“R” means right, and right she’ll always be,
Put them all together, they spell “MOTHER,”
A word that means the world to me.
–Howard Johnson (c. 1915)

EID Celebration

Posted: October 13, 2007 in Eid, mi familia, mi vida loca, Snaps

Pics taken on the first day of شوّال


Preparing sate at the porch as it was raining heavily.

More images at Flickr

IFTAR (إفطار)

Posted: September 17, 2007 in mi familia, mi vida loca, Our World, ramadan

Tomorrow’s menu will be a special one. Yes, it’ll definitely be a crossroad between East & West, a fusion of taste and vibrant in color. Mom will serve cous cous with beef soup, chicken curry and Libyan soup @ Sharba Libya with orzo and baguette. I’ll be preparing the drinks — iced Apple Mint juice with a squeeze of lemon!

What will you be having on the 6th day of Ramadan?

Venue: Putra Mosque

Occasion: Nikah Ceremony

A simple affair, a binding of love & commitment to one another.


“In marriage, being the right person is as important as finding the right person.”

— Wilbert Donald Gough

A day and no other


In the end

Posted: November 23, 2006 in mi familia, mi vida loca

No, I won’t be getting a new phone…


I may get a new ride 🙂

Yup, I’ve ditched the idea of getting a new phone as I really need new wheels to move about town. No, my new wheels won’t be one of those European ones but highly likely those from the land of the rising sun. The former are either too expensive or have no resale value compared to the latter.

So night after night I’d either be dreaming of sturdy vios, jazz or Ravs, instead of hunky men!

Plus, in order to own my dream car it means work & more work & less splurging on unnecessary items! Ahh sacrifices one has to make!

On a sad note, a distant relative of mine passed away in the wee hours of morning, he was 42 and left behind a wife, a son aged 16 and a very young daughter. I could not attend his funeral, however mom and dad did pay their respects. Mom’s late cousin was very much missed and loved. His passings was unexpected however he died an easy & peaceful death after claiming suffering from slight chest pains. Not long after that he drew his last breath while his wife & children were at his side.

Moments like this will jolt you back to reality as you would at times float into dreamland. A land of material wealth. This is God’s way of waking us up, reminding us of the days ahead. Life can be taken away all of a sudden, what will happen to those left behind? Will they be able to cope with such lost? It’s not cruel, it’s a test, God’s test! Will we be able to survive? It’s all in our own hands.

The moment the news reaches my ear, my immediate thoughts were for his young family. It never occured to me if his parents would feel such a lost. All I could think of were his children. How do they feel waking up the next day knowing that their dad has left them for a better place? I would be devastated, it would be hard to swallow especially for a young child, growing up, wanting a dad’s support, sharing the joy and achievement together. He is their rock, there to support them through thick and thin, their shoulder to cry on! But, I pray that they will be stronger with all the support they get from their family, and friends.



It’s a little different, this year, we celebrate Eid without Irfan, he is dearly missed by all.

Eid 04 – 06

The Ladies
The Gentlemen
Junior & Senior?
the mummies

Eid 05
Eid 05
Eid 05

Eid 04
Eid 04
Eid 04
Eid 04
Eid 04
Eid 04
Eid 04
Eid 04
Eid 04

When was the last time I paid you a visit? I can’t remember the specific day, what more the date. It was so blurry, I’m sorry. ;( You know I love you, both just the same. You both held my hand, when I was in pain.

Oh how I miss you both, I must admit.

The last days of your lives, still vivid in my mind. I never got to say “I love you”. I was only 9 when you left me, you nearly broke me as the next day was my birthday. But I survived! At 17, I lost you too, Grandpa. You both were there, by my side, you were the ones who sent & picked us up from school. You sacrificed your time for us, unfortunately you weren’t there to see us grow up to be what we are today.

I was there earlier today, to see you both. I’ll be there again, tomorrow. I know I’ve shed my tears for both of you, it’s not something I’m able to control. My emotions are all over the place.

“As you think, you travel, and as you love, you attract. You are today where your thoughts have brought you; you will be tomorrow where your thoughts take you.”—  James Lane Allen

“In dwelling, live close to the ground. In thinking, keep to the simple. In conflict, be fair and generous. In governing, don’t try to control. In work, do what you enjoy. In family life, be completely present.”—  Tao Le Ching 

“No matter what you’ve done for yourself or for humanity, if you can’t look back on having given love and attention to your own family, what have you really accomplished?”—  Elbert Hubbard 

“The most powerful ties are the ones to the people who gave us birth … it hardly seems to matter how many years have passed, how many betrayals there may have been, how much misery in the family: We remain connected, even against our wills.” —  Anthony Brandt

Surprise surprise

Posted: June 27, 2006 in mi familia

My cousin’s back from Russia for his summer hols. So, we (aunts & cousins) have decided to hold a surprise birthday party for him as he’ll turn 21 next month. Ah, the key to FREEDOM. But first, we need to check his schedule. He is back not to laze around the house etc but to get some working experience at one of the many govt hospitals. Private clinics, hospitals, @ medical centers wouldn’t be a good start for a medical student. They need to handle as many cases as possible especially those related to tropical disease.

At the moment, we have planned to celebrate his burpday at HRC. We will see.


Posted: May 12, 2006 in mi familia

I’ve watched her grow up, from a lil infant into a young adult & have shared secrets & exchanged hot gossips, went shopping & watched movies together. Well, in a few days time she’ll be off to N9 & start a new chapter, a new beginning – pre-u.

“Every morning is a fresh beginning. Every day is the world made new. Today is a new day. Today is my world made new. I have lived all my life up to this moment, to come to this day. This moment–this day–is as good as any moment in all eternity. I shall make of this day–each moment of this day–a heaven on earth. This is my day of opportunity.” — Dan Custer