Lost in the middle of nowhere

Bonjour everyone! Blog was temporarily abandoned due to a riotous schedule that was threatening to go on a bloody rampage unless I sorted everything out first. And now here I am, supposedly settled with thoughts brimming with many things to write, only that is not the case. My brain has refused to come up with a theory to explain this void in my brain and I find it utterly irksome. Therefore, this entry will not be on anything specific, rather it will be random ramblings of things that I managed to salvage from my malfunctioning and almost dying brain.


It’s been a good week so far. Good news should never shy away from me, I think. Nunu has been his robust self and very much enjoying himself here. I can’t say the same for his papa though, although he has ended his kitchen illiteracy upon my absence. He managed to stir up a prawn dish on the stove without turning the house into ashes which flabbergasted the life out of me. Note to self; should come back more often myself then. Don’t get me wrong, I love going on a vacation as a family but I prefer coming home myself with nunu. It’s the only time I get to spend super quality time with my folks and also the only time I get to savour the feeling of being their not so little girl. And I am immensely fortunate to have someone as my other half who understands my needs very well.


I grew up thinking long distance relationships are to no avail but now, I beg to differ. I find it rather sweet how he makes it a point to catch me on skype every day. Once I found out from my uncle that he declined my uncle’s offer to have dinner so that he could rush home to talk to me. One thing you should know about my other half is, he never says no to food. Ever. Although he is atrocious with words i.e. he doesn’t smoulder me with satiny words and it might appear as though his emotions has dried out (hati kering) but I have learned to overlook that and converge my attention towards his actions. Like the old proverb that goes – action speaks louder than words. Pardon me, I am feeling quite histrionic tonight. I blame it on my looming 5th year wedding anniversary this Saturday. Time didn’t fly. It rocketed off actually, and left me in a vertiginous state.


Speaking of time, it has propelled me forward inconspicuously. I keep entering and exiting different phases of life in a fleet of a moment. I haven’t a problem with that only I find it impossible to cherish each moment without feeling slightly frazzled. But I am not complaining. I’ve been insouciant for far too long and I think it’s about time to press on the clutch paddle and motion into gear 5. Leisure and I had a momentous relationship but soon the time will come for us to depart. Thinking of it now is my causing my once placid heart to agitate. Excuse the mawkishness, I am merely exercising my writing skills and I implore on you to stop rolling your eyes already. Anyway, tomorrow will yet be another monumental day for me. My favourite little person will be circumcised and I can’t help but to feel slightly solicitous about it. I hope things will go smoothly for him, god willingly.


Fasting month will be knocking on the door soon and I cannot imagine for the life of me how hectic and turbulent it shall be. My two grandmas will be joining us for ramadhan and I shall be the person in charge when my parents fly off to Saudi for umrah. I am veraciously excited to have them both here with me and I know it will be a memorable time for all of us, god willingly. Finally, time has arrived for me to end this disarrayed entry. Ramadhan Mubarak to all muslims out there and take care, everyone! xxx

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