My daughter is still using the purse..much to my surprise. It took me back to the day when she bought the purse from a cart retailer at a bus terminal. It was one of those many small-footprint retailers that would appear unattractive and underclass by some people.For some reasons, my daughter shopped for a purse at one of these stalls. She however could not forget the look on the man's face as he handed the purse to her. He looked into my daughter's eyes and appreciatively said thank you. Even though he did not express it in words, his broad smile also seemed to say, Girl, you have really made my day..

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I had never really paid attention to stories on betrayal before.. not until it happened in the family. Whenever I think of the things he did to you, hatred seemed just the right word to describe my feelings. Can we ever forgive him? Does he deserve to be forgiven? After what he did to you, all  these years.. those years that you had lived through in pain and tears. You were never at peace since he fell for another woman.. you were betrayed by a man that you loved so much. The day you appeared at my doorsteps crying your heart out is still a vivid memory. You were almost drowned in your own tears. I had never seen you so emotionally pained in my entire life. The deep love, trust and loyalty that had survived the tests of time were nothing more than a family tale to him. ..now that you re gone,  the man you loved is still hurting you. It was not even a year... not even 8 months that you were gone, he had settled down again. A big reception so I heard...ooh yes, we were so invited! At first I felt like going so that I could shout out loud to the world things he had done to you. The temptation was so huge but I was still sane enough to haul myself out of the idea. Today, even though I am not as bitter as the days before, I still cannot bring myself to mention his name or address him as my X BIL. 

Among the best moments of my life was on one night while performing solah hajat..The moment my head touched the sejadah, I heard the sounds  of raindrops falling...

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Wordless day

Let the flowers do the talking !

I had walked down this alley so many times before.... but  something' s changed. It's just different today..

A day when you just did not know what to do. So you just sat there and stared into the late afternoon. Simply enjoying the cool breeze caressing  your skin while you watched the rows of trees silhouetted against the pale sky.

DEAR SISTER....

I have a story to share. This
is about my sister and me. In our primary years, we went to the same school. It was indeed a time to remember. Those were the days when I really depended on her. I could still picture myself peeping through the window panes of her class every time I felt thirsty and she would pass me her tumbler, even under the stern stare of the teacher. When I was at the university, she would sometimes visit me and slept over. Many of my friends remembered her as a kind , gentle and caring sister. Even though she was in the UK to further her studies for a few years, that did not stop her from showing her care and concern for me. On my every birthday, she would send me a beautiful card and on a few occasions, she even sent me birthday gifts from there. These are just among the many fond memories I have of her. 

       Years passed. Both of us got married and had kids but she continued being kind as she was. She treated my children like her own and showered them with the same love and care. My children loved her so much and told only beautiful stories about her. In July 2015, she was diagnosed with a breast cancer and this came as a shock to the whole family. Under the doctor's advice, she had a mastectomy but her condition worsened as the cancer had spread to her other vital organs.  It broke my heart to see her suffered so much. Nevertheless, she kept a positive attitude and was always in a state of patience. A few weeks later, she slipped into a coma and was transferred to the palliative ward. Since then, she never woke up.. On the Friday morning of 31 July 2015, I woke up to a call from my brother in law... my beloved sister had passed away at around 4.00 am. It was a painful and heartbreaking experience for all of us especially her six young children. May Allah swt forgive you of all your sins and place you, dear sister,  among the solihin. Aamiin...Al fatihah.