
My fate is in Allah’s hands. What I know and feel, might not be something the rest are ready for.
The internet is my playground, the streets are my turf, fashion is my aphrodisiac.

My fate is in Allah’s hands. What I know and feel, might not be something the rest are ready for.

Left to right. Right to left. Good to bad. Bad to good. Hot to cold.
Have faith. If you are a firm in your faith, Insyallah life will get better. Amin YRA.

It will end with truth. The truth will lurk out God willingly. Whether we are all strong enough or not to accept it or deny it once again or sweep it under the carpet as per norm. The debate, the charades, the confusion, the misery will end. Amin YRA.
I’m 157 cm in height and forever underweight. I’m not proud of it, but it is my genetics and how my body functions. It’s a good and bad problem all at the same time.
However, I don’t let my built stop me from greatness and doing my best in everything in life.

In life, career, friendship, relationship, family and basically everything that is worth your time investment, do better. How you approach things before, if it was good keep it up. If it wasn’t improve but never discount it.
2020, a year that excites me to the core. This is the year I will be getting married!!!
All, my life marriage was never a priority or excitement. I never once teared up at a wedding. But after meeting him and how our relationship smoothly transitioned into each phase. Here I am all excited to be his wife.
I don’t exactly have resolutions set for each year but I did have this list last year which I aced half of it. Yayyers!
So here goes my 20 for 2020 :
Anyways, those are my major goals for this year. Would love to be a more holistic person this 2020. Hope you all have an amazing one! Do share your thoughts.
Raya is near approaching which means, Ramadhan is ending.
Raya does not feel the same after the passing of my Tok. She passed away during Ramadhan and it truly left an impact on me.
I normally run her Raya errands such as withdrawing money from her bank for her grandchildren’s “duit raya”, putting money into the angpau packets, prepare her handbag, do light makeup for her during Raya morning and this one I truly love. Every Raya, she has no butang baju. I’d always give her mine so she’d look proper.
As Raya approaches, I too have some errands to run.
What are your Raya prep? Do tell, would love to know!


The Holy month is back and I hope my stomach will not make it hard for me this year. A month of blessings and time to get myself closer to Allah. Perhaps I haven’t been saying thank you enough to him for all that I have despite everything.