From The Past

Somehow...

a person like me couldnt ever really leave this blog... thanks for blogger who provides me a place to share some of my toughts and old good memories... a place where first time i really opened up about the world and understand the meaning of sharing...

Many people has no ears for you, but happily I wrote down what I feel, Many people has no time to listen what I want and here at anytime people can check it whenever they have time even just to read the title.

These few come from the past...

came up just to refresh my good old days... having many people around me.... having good friends, place to share my dreams, gossips, bad days at office, good food at lunch, bad mood, memories of childhood, and some other things...

This one from 7 years back...

She's a very caring person, met her on chat room, she's a person I easly talked with... she's morethan a friend to me even more close than my sister, she's a very helpful person, none can deny it, one phonecall she'll be right on ur nose in a minute. Thx Allah of having her as my friend but sadly she's far now

From 6 years back

He's not exactly come from 6 years back... he was there when wewere a kid, he's my cousin and my neighbor but then he left for good to other city... since then i never met him... one day after many years, on one occasion of his brother's function, we met, and just stared each other, asked each other's name, no one replied. just like in the movie, since then we r on contact...

I just found her last 2 week

I knew her from a friend in same group of my company, she led me to this stage now... she led me to the place i never ever touch its ground. but then i lost her, none can trace her, all her contact details r changed, no sources to find her... finally after all this time, she contact me thru my blog. yes... i found her back...

I share this with u, some from the past... when u dont have time to listen but always have time for browsing and eager to know the world...

I'm part of that world

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One more thing to share

I've changed since the day I learnt about being muslim... i won't say i am a real muslim but i am trying to be as good as to be a muslim... since then i started to evaluate my days by writing in diary.. i miss that now... good to have blog but still i need to have good one hour of writing... "not for u to read just for me to remember"

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Went to the moon, and back

feel like just back again to earth after landed in the moon... that's what i feel about four months in a place where i use to play and sleep, laugh and cry, etc.


The place i called as earth before now i seen it as a moon, good to see but i cant stay for long. I have my earth now where my husband and son live and where my feet stand on, but... moon is always as bright as it is when night comes...


Allah has really had arranged it for my small family smoothly, none of us can deny it... just few week after returning to drop us to jakarta my hubby got a call for interview in dubai in PR Agency, which mean he has to live there. Lucky me, Alhamdulillah me and Muhammad already in Jakarta, so we didnt feel lonely. Next few weeks I found my grandfather from mother side passed away (May Allah granted him Jannah), i was very close to him when i was a kid... we called him "mbah Ngok" cos he always kissed us and made "Ngok" sounds. this thing makes me more realize that how lucky i was, visiting jakarta in a very right moment, during my pregnancy... everything was so fascinating, even muhammad enjoyed alot, he went to school my sister runs, he learnt "bahasa" and learn how to socialize. He learnt so many thing

He went to mosque with my parent, he read Al-fatihah and so many dua other than dua i tought him everynight.

More things he learnt about life which i could never ever do it here, like playing with real animal like ducklings, chicks, rabbit and fish. He understand how is life, how thing grows, how things live and die. Oneday my mother bought him and his cousin 2 ducklings, everything was working so normal with brief explanation how to take care a duckling, next day in a very sunny day i was talking in the phone and muhammad playing with duckling... suddenly he ran to me and telling me that the duckling is sleeping, crossed in my mind the duckling must have died... and its really happened, Oooouh... i dunno what to do, laugh or cry... but for sure Muhammad learnt something...