R.E.S.P.E.C.T

A simple rule of life - if you don't know how to respect others, please don't expect others to respect you back. "Respect" is earned, not to be given for free!

Was my Facebook status for today.

It's simple - one must learn how to respect others in order to gain one and it is not something that you can get for free. It works hand-in-hand.

I'm very upset with what happened this morning. Not that I will write about it here, but clearly, I was really disappointed with what had just happened.

Where have all the good deeds gone too? People are becoming more cruel, rude and disrespectful. Sangat menyedihkan.

Anyway, to cheer my day, here's an instagram photo of Iman imitating her atok while performing solat Maghrib. It is her thing now to imitate everyone while we perform our prayers. Alhamdulillah, sejuk perut ibu. I must have done something right in the past, huh? ;)

Flickr

Few years ago, when I was still young and free (by this, does not mean that I am old and boring, heh!), I developed interest in Photography. This, I believe was contributed due to the undergrad programme that I enrolled which involved me in being creative. One of the way in developing one's creative senses is by capturing as much photos as one can. By this, does not mean that one has to capture their own syok sendiri photo. Itu sudah semestinya bukan creative. It helps in remembering things that you see and develop it into a creative output. It can be in a form of painting, computer designing, animation and whatnot, you get the idea. From this exercise, I developed interest in Photography.

But of course, since I was still studying, my money was definitely coming from the parents. Hence, I don't really have the guts to ask them to buy me a DSLR. Dengan cerita yang penuh kesedihan, I actually bought my first ever compact camera with my own kumpul-duit money. Over the years, I started to develop photography skills and memandangkan Izwan (boyfriend then) decided to get himself a new DSLR, it was an opportunity for me to enhance my interest-cum-hobby. We started to go to some interesting places around KL to take photos.

Over the years, the interest suddenly fade away. It could be the reason of maturity (eh chewah!) or maybe I was so much into getting married and building a family of my own, I have stop pursuing my so-called hobby.

Pendek cerita sebab lunch hour dah nak habis. I googled my name (who doesn't right?) and I came across a link to my flickr account which I have totally forgotten about sampai nak login pun dah tak ingat password.

These are some of the photos that I have in my flickr account. Tak ingat password, I can only print-screened it. Kesian betol.

Maybe I should restart my hobby again with a new camera perhaps?

The right BMI for pregnancy

I decided to skip lunch today. There are a lot of things in my mind right now - mixture of good and bad. Ok, lets not jump into it.

Anyway, I found an interesting article online (source here) that can be useful especially to those who are planning for their pregnancy and also to those who are planning to have their 2nd or 3rd or maybe the 4th. It is a good read for mothers (or planning to be one) to set a healthy lifestyle in order to conceive. 

Yes, as what the Muslim people always believe, "ini semua rezeki Allah". But there is no harm in trying right? It is actually one of the way to work towards pregnancy. Babies don't just fall from the sky, no?

So, here you go:-

A large-scale new Scottish study finds that being at a healthy body mass index (BMI) during pregnancy is best when it comes to avoiding complications.

Findings showed that women with a BMI that was too high or too low were at increased risk for complications. Published last week online in BJOG: An International Journal of Obstetrics and Gynaecology, the study involved data from nearly 110,000 pregnant women in Scotland.

"Longer-term benefits of reducing maternal obesity will show improvements, not only in the health outcomes of mothers and their babies, but the workload and cost to current maternity services," said study co-author Dr. Fiona Denison of Queens's Medical Research Institute in Edinburgh.

In the study, pregnant women were divided into five groups based on BMI. Compared to normal-weight (a BMI of 18.5 to 24.9) women, those in other weight categories — both underweight and overweight — had more complications and longer hospitalizations after birth.

Severely obese women (a BMI higher than 35) had a three-fold increased risk of hypertension and gestational diabetes compared to normal women, the findings showed. Underweight women (a BMI less than 18.5) had an 8% increased risk for hospital admission, while overweight (a BMI of 25-29.9), obese (a BMI of 30-35) and severely obese women's risk grew substantially more — 16%, 45%, and 88% respectively.

Well, to get your right BMI reading is actually essential not just for pregnancy but for your own healthy reasons. This will help you to maintain your healthy gesture and to also help to keep fit to do your daily routine. It's not wrong to be healthy-conscious sometime, it's for your own good.

So, start living healthy kawan-kawan. Eat more veges please!

Hello Semester 3

I actually wanted to post about my Sydney trip. I even drafted the points and put aside the relevant photos for it but after receiving a text message from one of my lecturer, I did a quick check on my September to November schedules to allow the small project that I will be doing Insha Allah. After included all my assignment deadlines and checking on the coming client's meeting schedule, I started to feel uneasy and worried over the coming few months. It is going to be another stressful months for me.

So yes, the 3rd semester is here and it is on the 3rd week already and I don't feel good about it. The confident level that I have for this semester is definitely at its lowest - at the negative point if I must say. I pointed out my worries to my husband that maybe... maybe I should just stop with this program. But of course, the reply I received doesn't permits me to do so. 

Work - well, it is going to be a busy week for me. Seriously, I really don't have the heart to do this anymore. As much as I love my work and the company that I work with but it has stopped in driving the excitement in me or probably, this is just another bad phase in my life. "This too shall pass" - I hope so!

My current emo-con except that Iman is not as big as the boy and I don't have a small baby to carry on my shoulder but you get the idea right? Juggling all at the same time is tiring... How I wish I can just be a stay home mom. Sigh!

I believe you must be wondering, after all of the complaining (yes, this is me complaining) why on earth am I still here blogging? Well, one of my definitely-won't-work wish is to be a full time blogger. Konon nya! So that I will be able to stay at home and just blog. Hey, don't be surprised that there are a lot of working mothers who quit their job and be a full time blogger. And not just any blogger, there are some who are paid to blog. In a way, they earn money by just writing a post on their blog. 

But of course, to be like them needs courage and determination. Ini posting pon ntah apa-apa punya topic ada hati nak jadi full time blogger. No of daily pageview visits pon seciput ada hati pulak tuh. 

But then again, blogging gives me the opportunity to improve my writing skills as well as to firm up my grammar. Let's face it, my English is as bad as a kindergarten kid (I bet theirs is better than mine) and this is just a way to improve them. After all, I can always set the date of my posting to when it is published. I write 2/3 posts over the weekend and set them to be published on a different day of the week. Senang cerita.

So yea, back to the main objective. This coming 3 months will be a stressful one for me. Seriously, I don't think I can manage them all considering the fact that all papers I registered for this semester require high % on the exam portion and knowing me, I don't study for exams. It will be madness!

Praying hard that I can do this. Bismillah.

Innalillah Wainnalillahirajiun

Allah yang maha besar lagi maha mengetahui. KepadaNya kita datang dan kepadaNya kita kembali.

I was introduced to a new friend at one of the classes during my matriculation year - a nice friendly looking-utagha-speaking girl. We went to a same Practicum (or was it called something else, I don't remember) and became friends since then. We were not that close of a friend, tapi cukuplah sekadar boleh bersembang gelak-gelak bergossip bersama. She was indeed a very nice and friendly girl.

Little that I know that she was a daughter to a very influenced man. She's not like any other rich girl who likes to show-off of their richness but indeed a very humble girl hence that explain why she loves to belanja most of her friends for a night stay at any of the 5 stars hotel in Penang - Batu Feringhi to be precised! Generous is her middle name. Memang tak lokek especially when it comes to money which also explain why most boys like to be her friends. But then I guess, she really doesn't care!

With the so-so kind of friendship I have with her, surprisingly, the friendship last still till today. We still communicate with each other through social network to update each other on our lives. Pernahlah sekali dua lepak bersama which was long time ago lepas tu just a normal hi! hi! bye! bye! via FB/Instagram.

What a small world we live in, I have friends who are also people within her circle of friends. So in a way, we still do keep in touch with each other through friends connection and lebih interestingly, she married to my husband's kawan sekampung which was also our friends back in Matriculation. 

Last week, a friend posted her wedding photo on Instagram with a comment of her condolence message to this friend of mine on the passing of her father. A shocking news for all of us as she has just hosted a grand Raya open house a week earlier and her father looked perfectly healthy. 

According to a friend, her father was on his trip to Jakarta when suddenly facing difficulty in breathing. He passed away in the ambulance while on his way to the hospital. 

Her father was known for his kindness, generous to most people and a father to most of her children's friends and for that, I believe, he will be missed by most people to knows him personally.

Her father's passing was really a shock to most people. Her father has no history of sickness and living a very healthy lifestyle. With the sudden demise, it is going to be tough to the family.

And it got me thinking.......

Ajal dan maut semuanya ketentuanNya and we never know when is our time. It could be now, it could be when we are old and weak to even move around, it could be when we are sleeping - semuanya rahsia tuhan. Muhasabah diri sangat bila kejadian yang serupa ini berlaku disekeliling kita.

To you my friend, anggaplah ini sebagai satu ujian untuk kita teruskan kehidupan. Please know that your father was a good man. Semoga rohnya dirahmati dan tergolong dalam golongan orang-orang yang beriman, Insya Allah. Al-fatihah.

Iman & Play School

Last August, Iman started her 1st play school session with SIM Kindermusik. We, my mother actually, got to know about this play school when she attended one of the kids exhibition at GE Mall quite some time ago and SIM Kindermusik was one of the exhibitor. They have a very interesting program for kids development and since Iman has no one to play with except for her Kakak nanny, we decided to enrol her with the play school. After all, her class is just once a week and it is over the weekend. At least, ada lah juga activity yang boleh dilakukan oleh si kecil itu.

Each week, there will be different activities conducted by the facilitator and everything is based on music. This is to give an idea to the baby/toddler how to do things - greeting, shake hands, dance, do the ups and downs etc and with music, it will eventually captures the interest of the baby. And of course, the parents is there to do the activities as well and trust me, it's very tiring macam tengah workout 1 jam.

It is not just any ordinary play school. After few sessions, I could see the changes in Iman's development/movement. She can do a lot of things on her own and she knows what is for what. She can identify the sound that she listen to, she develop interest especially when it comes to music. And that explain why she loves Barney so much and she can imitate things very fast. Plus, ada kawan-kawan so Iman takdelah jakun sangat bila jumpa orang lain which was so much different compared to before. Dulu, jumpa orang pon tak nak sekarang, super peramah pulak. It helps her to build her confident level.

Of course, it is not solely because of the program. But with the concept that they teach every week, I believe it gives good impact to Iman's growing development.

And after 8 classes, Iman finally graduated today. Yey!

How I wish I can still continue with this program but unfortunately, I have to stop her for a while. I have my other commitment (studying) hence, need to put Iman's play school on hold for a semester. But definitely will continue again next year and it will be on the different level pulak since she'll be 2 soon. 

I have to admit that I am one of those kiasu mom. With Iman's enrolment on this program doesn't mean that I want to pressure my daughter to be someone smarter but this program helps in way that Iman can learn, play and mix with her friends. At least, she does not feel lonely. Dahlah duduk rumah berkawan dengan orang tua-tua.

Of course, I want her to grow up and enjoy her childhood years as much as possible and that is why I will continue in enrolling her with this program supaya dia boleh bermain dengan bijaknya.

So momsies, if you're looking for a place for your children to "play", I recommend SIM Kindermusik. You can always log on to their website to check on their listed programs and check which one is suitable for your children.

Have a nice weekend momsies. 

Bangkok Day 3 & 4

Day 3

Continuing my #patahkaki trip at Bangkok, day 3 was mainly on shopping (not that I've done anything else besides shopping) but this shopping activity covered my whole day. We went to the none other than the Platinum Mall. I did not get the chance to snap any photos during this shopping spree activity as I was clearly busy doing my shopping, pictures are all courtesy of Google.

Platinum Mall has 2 sections - old and new wings. My advise is to just go to the old wing as it offers a lot more variety stuff and way cheaper compared to the new wing. 

Platinum Mall is a place where you can get cheap clothes, accessories, shoes, bags - all the women stuff on a wholesale price but in order for you to get it, one must purchase minimum of 2 barang in 1 shop else it will be on a normal price which is not so cheap. I believe, this is the place where those blogshop owners get their barang-barang as the clothes that I found there looks pretty much.... familiar.

Apa tak menggila kau tengok barang-barang kat sini hence why I spent my whole day here.

We went straight to the Central World for our company official dinner. Sunguhlah cantik timingnya, after penat bershopping kita isi tenaga dengan makanan.

Group photo of my department gang

 Among those scrumptious food that being served for the night:-

Ikan siakap kot!

Tomyam which was not to my liking & delicious Crab

Mixed Vege, Squid & otak-otak thai style

That was how I ended my day 3 - with delicious seafood courtesy of the company. Alhamdulillah

Day 4

Did not do much as it was the day to bid farewell to Bangkok. I was so tired and for the fact that I was looking forward to being home with my loved ones, I decided not to follow the gang for the final tour at the nearby mall. After having my breakfast, I went straight to my room and rest! Penat kot. After all, our flight was at 1400hour (Bangkok time) hence we need to get all pack and ready to go by 1100hour.

Traffic was fine on that day. I had a great chat with one of the GM on our way to the airport. Dorang ni dah macam mak-mak kita je. Takda discrimination among different races and that is why I love this company so much.

That's the end of my company trip. It was a wonderful trip, definitely a tiring one. 

Bangkok has changed a lot and one of the most obvious changes was the fact that they have more Halal restaurant around the city centre hence there's a high possibility of me coming back to Bangkok *teeheeee*.

Phewwww, Bangkok done. Now for the Sydney post pulak. Have a nice weekend everyone!

Thank you Sydney, you've been nice!

Post Sydney trip - still in pain from carrying the lil girl in the baby carrier kangaroo style.

Had a wonderful trip in Sydney. Definitely #patahkaki yang teramat sangat. Will write about it soon. How soon tu tak tahu lah bila. Oh, in fact I still owe one final post on Bangkok, itu pon tak tahu bila akan post since now the new semester dah start.

Penat!

The beauty of Islam

I found this very interesting article while browsing through Maria Elena's blog. Termuhasabah diri sebentar. MasyaAllah.

With a lot of things happening (on the halal and non-halal issue; the use of Allah and whatnot), it is good that we remind ourselves the goodness of Islam and not to compare with what being practice by the "Malay Muslim". The "Malay Muslim" lebih banyak membudayakan ajaran Islam and make others confuse of what Islam really is. Islam itu indah dan Islam itu mudah. We, human makes it difficult dengan mencapur-adukan benda yang salah kepadanya.

So here you go:-

My name is Cassie, I am 23 years old. I graduated as a qualified nurse this year and was given my first position as a home nurse.

My patient was an English gentleman in his early 80s who suffered from Alzheimer’s. In the first meeting, the patient was given his record and from it I could see that he was a convert to the religion of Islam, therefore he was a Muslim.

I knew from this that I would need to take into account some modes of treatment that may go against his faith, and therefore try to adapt my care to meet his needs. I brought in some ‘halal’ meat to cook for him and ensured that there was no pork or alcohol in the premises as I did some research which showed that these were forbidden in Islam.

My patient was in a very advanced stage of his condition so a lot of my colleagues could not understand why I was going through so much effort for him. But I understood that a person who commits to a faith deserves that commitment to be respected, even if they are not in a position to understand.

Anyway after a few weeks with my patient I began to notice some patterns of movement.

At first I thought it was some copied motions he’s seen someone doing, but I saw him repeat the movement at particular time; morning, afternoon, evening.

The movements were to raise his hands, bow and then put his head to the ground. I could not understand it. He was also repeating sentences in another language, I couldn’t figure out what language it was as his speech was slurred but I know the same verses were repeated daily.

Also there was something strange, he didnt allow me to feed him with my left hand (I am left-handed).

Somehow I knew this linked to his religion but didn’t know how.

One of my colleagues told me about paltalk as a place for debates and discussions and as I did not know any Muslims except for my patient I thought it would be good to speak to someone live and ask questions. I went on the Islam section and entered the room ‘True Message’.

Here I asked questions regarding the repeated movements and was told that these were the actions of prayer. I did not really believe it until someone posted a link of the Islamic prayer on youtube.

I was shocked.

A man who has lost all memory of his children, of his occupation, and could barely eat and drink was able to remember not only actions of prayer but verses that were in another language.

This was nothing short of incredible and I knew that this man was devout in his faith, which made me want to learn more in order to care for him the best I could.

I came into the paltalk room as often as I could and was given a link to read the translation of the Quran and listen to it.

The chapter of the ‘Bee’ gave me chills and I repeated it several times a day.

I saved a recording of the Quran on my iPod and gave it to my patient to listen to, he was smiling and crying, and in reading the translation I could see why.

I applied what I gained from paltalk to care for my patient but gradually found myself coming to the room to find answers for myself.

I never really took the time to look at my life; I never knew my father, my mother died when I was 3, me and my brother were raised by our grandparents who died 4 years ago, so now its just the two of us.

But despite all this loss, I always thought I was happy, content.

It was only after spending time with my patient that felt like I was missing something. I was missing that sense of peace and tranquility my patient, even through suffering felt.

I wanted that sense of belonging and a part of something that he felt, even with no one around him.

I was given a list of mosques in my area by a lady on paltalk and went down to visit one. I watched the prayer and could not hold back my tears.

I felt drawn to the mosque every day and the imam and his wife would give me books and tapes and welcome any questions I had.

Every question I asked at the mosque and on paltalk was answered with such clarity and depth that could do nothing but accept them.

I have never practiced a faith but always believed that there was a God; I just did not know how to worship Him.

One evening I came on paltalk and one of the speakers on the mic addressed me. He asked me if I have any questions, I said no. He asked if I was happy with the answers I was given, I said yes.

He asked then what was stopping me accepting Islam, I could not answer.

I went to the mosque to watch the dawn prayer. The imam asked me the same question, I could not answer.

I then went to tend to my patient, I was feeding him and as I looked in his eyes I just realized, he was brought to me for a reason and the only thing stopping me from accepting was fear…. not fear in the sense of something bad, but fear of accepting something good, and thinking that I was not worthy like this man.

That afternoon I went to the mosque and asked the imam if I could say my declaration of faith, the Shahadah.

لا إله إلا الله محمد رسول الله (lā ʾilāha ʾillà l-Lāh, Muḥammadun rasūlu l-Lāh)

There is no god except Allah, Muhammad is Allah’s messenger.

He helped me through it and guided me through what I would need to do next.

I cannot explain the feeling I felt when I said it.

It was like someone woke me up from sleep and sees everything more clearly.

The feeling was overwhelming joy, clarity and most of all…. peace.

The first person I told was not my brother but my patient.

I went to him, and before I even opened my mouth he cried and smiled at me.

I broke down in front of him, I owed him so much.

I came home logged on to paltalk and repeated the shahadah for the room.

They all helped me so much and even though I had never seen a single one of them, they felt closer to me than my own brother.

I did eventually call my brother to tell him and although he wasn’t happy, he supported me and said he would be there, I couldn’t ask for any more.

After my first week as a Muslim my patient passed away in his sleep while I was caring for him. Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi rajioon.

He died a peaceful death and I was the only person with him.

He was like the father I never had and he was my doorway to Islam.

From the day of my Shahadah to this very day and for every day for as long as I live, I will pray that Allah shows mercy on him and grant him every good deed I perform in the tenfold.

I loved him for the sake of Allah and I pray each night to become an atoms weight of the Muslim he was.

Islam is a religion with an open door; it is there for those who want to enter it…. Verily Allah is the Most Merciful, Most Kind.

* note * Our sister Cassie passed away October 2010 Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi rajioon, after she gave da’o to her brother, who had accepted Islam Alhamdulillah [not a hadith].

Post Bangkok, Pre-Sydney

I haven't got over my Bangkok trip yet. In fact, my bags are all still steadily in my room waiting for someone else to unpack them.

And now, I have to re-pack my bags for our Sydney family trip. Huray!

Pendek kata, I have no mood for work already. My body is here in the office but my mind is elsewhere - half would probably still be in Bangkok, the other half would probably halfway through Sydney.

Lagi 3 hari nak off but my work load is piling up high. #iScared

It looks like someone is enjoying the packing process.

Have a nice day kawan-kawan. How I wish tomorrow is Wednesday already.

Bangkok Day 2

Before we headed to Bangkok, me and few of my colleagues have done a bit of homework or a proper "brand plan" for this trip. The plan were inclusive of places that we wanted to visit which ended up not visiting and malls that we wanted to go which ended up spending more time at each mall. And since this is my first time in Bangkok, my duty is just to follow and not involving that much in the planning process.

One of the places that we planned to go (which we did) was the Chatuchak. According to all, it's a must place to go if you are in Bangkok. I can't imagine how the place looks like hence I did not set any expectation for it. I have all the list of things that I wanted to buy which one of it is my mother's table cloth. Chatuchak is a place where you can get everything under the sun and I couldn't agree more.

So the beginning of our day 2 - the visit to Chatuchak.

It took us about 20 mins from our hotel to Chatuchak via BTS. Oh, their transportation is way advance than ours. Their train system is very efficient. It's a 3 stories layer of railway. Super canggih! It is not advisable to commute through taxi as traffic is normally bad in Bangkok and it's way expensive than commuting with other transportations. Taxi driver akan charge sesuka hati ikut kehendak hati. Bus apa ntah lagi. Sangat menakutkan. MRT or BTS is the best solution to go to each places.

We reached Chatuchak at 10.30am and spent about 4 hours there. I was impressed on how huge the place was. It's something similar to Padang Besaq but this place is lagi besaq daripada Padang Besaq. 20x bigger. 

And I secured most of the things that I wanted within that 4 hours time including my mother's table cloth. The weather was so hot that I could taste my own sweat, no kidding! No pictures were taken during my visit to this place as I was walking all alone. We decided to split in order to get our stuff else we won't be able to get our stuff if we were to walk in group. The place is huge man! 

Chatuchak is a place where you can get to bargain for cheaper price. Clothing is not advisable to buy here as most of it are in bad quality tapi kalau nak beli t-shirt memang belambak. Ohh kat sinilah jumpa banyak imitation product. 

After 4 hours, my legs felt numb for walking too much hence we decided to head to our hotel instead. Super penat weyh.

After about an hour of rest, we continue of shopping hopping and our next venue was the MBK. MBK was for food. My cousin told me that there's a halal restaurant in MBK. Little that we know that there's a lot of halal restaurant in that shopping mall. MBK is like Digital Mall. Most floors are selling gadget stuff. So, saya tak berapa nak minat.

The minorities of the company

Had our lunch-cum-dinner at Yana Restaurant for some halal Thai food. Sedap lah jugak. So-so je! Janji dapat makan.

After re-filling ourselves with food, we continue our shopping hopping to Hard Rock Cafe. The boys wanted to get themselves some souvenirs. Dari MBK berjalan kaki ke Hard Rock Cafe. Another round of patah kaki.

KL Hard Rock lagi besar

 Towards the end of the day, I can't really felt my legs anymore. Headed straight to the hotel room calling it off for the day. Penat gila

Bangkok Day 1

As I informed earlier, I went to Bangkok for a 4 Days 3 Nights fully sponsored trip by the company. Pendek kata, company trip yang di bayar sepenuhnya - airticket, accommodation, dapat duit belanja lagi. We went last Saturday (yes, during Merdeka day) and arrived KUL on Tuesday, September 3rd, 2013. I was on the first group so my departure was at 1425 Malaysia time and arrived BKK at 1535 Thailand time.

Was I feeling excited?! Yes, of course as this is my first trip with the company. The last trip they had was 2 years ago which I did not participate as I was already 8 months pregnant. Lagi pon pergi Taiwan, lokasi tidak menarik.

So anyway, back to Bangkok. The main objective of this trip is Shopping, Shopping and Shopping. Our initial plan was to include some exciting sight seeing places but booyah, shopping is more fun! fun! fun! hence we decided not to go sight seeing. Lagipon after a day full of walking into the shopping places, kaki jadi patah tak jadi nak jalan-jalan makan angin. Well, my plan was to go shopping pon not that I intended to go sight seeing. Bangkok - sight seeing? A big no-no for me.

So yea, upon arrival, we were greeted by the tour agent to drive us to our hotel. Our accommodation was at The Grande Centre Point Hotel, Terminal 21. It is located right at the centre of Bangkok city. The traveling time from their International Airport to the hotel took us nearly 2 hours as the traffic was terribly bad. Kalau kita cakap traffic jam di KL sangat teruk, bersyukurlah kawan-kawan, Bangkok lagi teruk!

So then, we arrived our hotel close to 5pm (Bangkok time). We settled down, get our room keys, get a quick fresh-up before proceeding with our touring. Oh, nasib baik hotel kasi complimentary of free wifi, dapat skype dengan Iman hari-hari.

The view from my room

After that long tiring journey from the airport to our hotel, we decided to just go to the nearest shopping mall to grab our lunch-cum-dinner. Little that I know that Bangkok now has a lot of halal food. They, in fact invented the Arab street for the convenience of Muslim tourists as they received more Arab tourists by the year. And they also make sure that there's at least 1 halal restaurant in each mall. So, senang lah sikit nak cari makan.

Our first mall was The Terminal 21. This mall is not for shopping unless you are up for original branded stuff. Oh yea, Thailand is known for their imitation product, jadi bersepah-sepah orang pakai barangan branded. Original ke tak original, Wallahualam.

What's so special about this mall is that on each floor, there's a different kind of theme that they do for the interior. 

This was at Level 3

And on each restroom, they will set it as per the theme floor. For this Istanbul City, the restroom interior was magnificent.

The centre of the restroom

And others are like these below:-

This is a fisherman theme

I can't remember what does it called but this was at the 5th floor

Bakery Restroom

Some of other interesting interior that they have

On a bicycle with San Francisco's bridge behind us.

Oscar plug right at the centre of the mall

Interesting right?!

But well, we did not go to each restrooms or walk on all floors sebab kaki dah patah and kepenatan pon. But we spent quite some time juga at this mall just to look on their interior. An A+ for the decoration. I just can't imagine how it will look like during Christmas. Sure meriah.

So yea, there you go. Half day spent at the mall taking pictures of their restrooms. Will continue with day 2 soon.

Post Bangkok Trip

Had a wonderful-patah-kaki-duit-habis 4 Days 3 Nights trip to Bangkok. Will definitely write about it. So, tunggu! (Cheh, like I have readers jer, kan!)

This is my 1st trip of me not going with the family. Family means the husband and lil Iman were not joining me for the trip. Dah kata pon company trip, nak bawa family apehal? Well, the initial plan was them to follow me to Bangkok on their own expenses. After much of consideration, the husband decided not to follow due to work commitment. Lagi pon baru lepas raya semua and the younger brother in law just enrolled to the Uni. Being the understanding wife, I rela jer!

Glad that they did not follow else it will be a disaster for Iman as the weather was very very hot! Oh, will write about it soon.

I was all worried sebab tak pernah berenggang dengan Iman and worried much as to how will she survive without the breastfeeding thingy. Persuaded Iman's kakak to stay over just to look after her and nasib baik she agrees. Kalau tak, pengsan! I'm more convince having her around Iman that my family sebab confirm Iman akan nangis drama macam kena dera if the family were to look after her.

Every night without fail I skype-d with them just to check on Iman. Alhamdulillah, everything went smoothly.

The husband sent me Iman's photo just to make me missed her which I think was a success.

Kept on viewing this photo of hers every hours possible. Siapa tak rindu?!!

Post Bangkok =  malas nak kerja.

Have a wonderful week kawan-kawan. It's a 3 working days for me though.