The hand that I am holding belongs to the most loving man that a wife can ever pray for. I could feel that oxytocin is constantly being released since the moment I became somebody’s Mrs again. I live with lesser worries and more joy now. Thanks to Paan, and of course the Mighty Planner.
Tuesday, January 5, 2021
Monday, January 20, 2020
Goodbye SMKJ
20.1.20
Beautiful day for another beginning
Alhamdulillah. Got a memo to be transferred to other school. Im pleased for this change
Beautiful day for another beginning
Alhamdulillah. Got a memo to be transferred to other school. Im pleased for this change
Monday, January 6, 2020
Friday, March 1, 2019
Saturday, January 26, 2019
3 series
Let’s burn all the lists written in the past and never create a new one. Live life in the present and just follow the flow
Alhamdulillah
Offcially 30 today
Happy Birthday dear self
Please be good to everyone
Alhamdulillah
Offcially 30 today
Happy Birthday dear self
Please be good to everyone
Monday, December 31, 2018
Uk again
Yes, this was the greatest event of 2018 in which I think should be kept here. Allah brought me to UK again for 5 remarkable nights. Alhamdulillah
Butterfly
Dear book,
Page 365 is today
I have been anticipating this final page just to put it back
Probably on the highest shelf
Probably to be buried in the deepest level down the ground
For what I know, the 365 days compiled wondrous journey
With the grace from none other than Him
I make it through a year that witnesses
All the struggles in the cocoon of my very own
In the process, I spin all the way
Indeed, the process to morph wasn’t that easy
To start anew
I wish a totally new story is written
The past is the past
let it pass
I gonna look straight to the future
To fly as the very best version of me
For tomorrow onwards
Despite the beauty maybe in the butterfly
The growth in fact happens in the cocoon
I am glad I was once inside
Between the written pages
🦋
Page 365 is today
I have been anticipating this final page just to put it back
Probably on the highest shelf
Probably to be buried in the deepest level down the ground
For what I know, the 365 days compiled wondrous journey
With the grace from none other than Him
I make it through a year that witnesses
All the struggles in the cocoon of my very own
In the process, I spin all the way
Indeed, the process to morph wasn’t that easy
To start anew
I wish a totally new story is written
The past is the past
let it pass
I gonna look straight to the future
To fly as the very best version of me
For tomorrow onwards
Despite the beauty maybe in the butterfly
The growth in fact happens in the cocoon
I am glad I was once inside
Between the written pages
🦋
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