Escape!

Minna-sama, tadaima!

I haven't been updating this blog

for centuries. The only logical

explanation was that I must have

studied so much for the last

few weeks of last year. By last year

I mean a couple of DAYS ago.

Happy new year 2012, minna-sama!

Frankly speaking, I have a myriad

of things to tell you this moment.

Seriously! But since my mind is still

tired from the tortures of

previous weeks, I'd like to keep this

entry leisure. Certainly it doesn't mean

that I'm on vacation or anything because

I still have Radiology End Round Exam

waiting for me at the end of the week.

And that makes me suffer every week

of Special Internal Medicine.

Don't let me start on THAT story!

Muslim brotherhood

Tanta is now hot with 

lots of campaigns regarding 

famine in Somalia. 

I mean...it is NICE to see 

everybody is getting bussier 

and bussier for the sake 

of brotherhood. Moreover, 

it colours the life of a student.

Well, yes you are a student. 

But it doesn't mean that 

you have to be an ignorant 

other than your 'study' things.

Darou na?

Frankly, the issue of Somalia is already an old issue. Old but ongoing. But maybe I wasn't aware enough that I don't know much about it. The only thing I know is that Somalia is a very poor looking country...with battles here and there...starvation every where...extinction!

Syria - Salahuddin Ayyubi

Damascus, the capital of Republic of Syria.

It was a frosty morning. 

I started my journey that day. 

It was a perfect day. 

The sun had splashed pink clouds 

across the horizon and rivers of 

silver light ran through the streets.

It was among the days 

I spent in Syria. 

Yes, I haven't told you a thing 

about spending time in Syria yet, 

you must be very confused.

No. You don't have to.

Syafakillah

Actually I want to let you know ONE thing.

Baby-Ie was admitted to hospital 

just couple of days ago. 

She undergo a surgery for 

having acute appendicitis. Alhamdulillah 

it was a successful surgery.

It happened during her last 

paper of PMR. She was trying 

hard to control her pain  

but after 15 minutes she was 

trembling with unbearable pain. 

She was brought to the hospital 

immediately and was given 

a shot of pain killer (I guess). 

After Baby was stabilized again, 

she continued her battle for her 

Arabic Language paper.

Eid eve

I am smiling at the memory.


It is going to be Aidilfitri soon. 
By soon, I mean VERY soon. 
Underage children would have been very 
excited about 'Hari Raya'. 
Because I used to be an INNOCENT 
young girl, so I pretty much knew 
how exciting it was to celebrate Hari Raya. 
Eventhough, I used to not fasting 
the whole month of Ramadhan that time. 
Yeah, I was a little naughty!


And do you know what I was 
EAGER about Hari Raya?
ANG POW! 
Or it is called as 'Duit Raya' in Malaysia.


Don't laugh, darling. It is normal, for a kid. 
And not for a grown-up. 
Obviously because you DON'T get 'ang-pows' any more. You give.