La vita e bella, La vita e amore

no turning back, haha

Seems like only yesterday mom was calling me about the wedding favours and invitations,

how she wished I was back home to give her a hand and how she wished things would run smoothly and according to plan.

abah's blessing

Probably that was the most stressful 3 weeks in my life, coming back only 6 days before the wedding.

And leaving ALL the preparations in the trusted hands of mom and family, and how everything turned out just like how I dreamed it to be.

thank god, no tripping!

2 years on, I am thankful for every passing day.

I cannot ask for more. Thank you Allah for all that you have given me.

ps : i meant to post this on the day itself but didn’t get a chance to do so!

All Good Things Must Come To An End

Photo : O’Reily Hall, UCD. Our graduation was held in this hall.

Looking at these photos bring back many old memories.

When we were there, it felt like forever and we wanted it to end.

But now looking back, those years were actually the best years of our lives.

How I wish we could turn back time. Sigh.

Goodbyes will always hurt and pictures will never replace the feeling of being there.

It was really hard saying goodbye to this place but all good things must come to an end.

‘ALL GOOD THINGS MUST COME TO AN END’

There is an end to everything, to good things as well. The proverb dates back to about 1374 (Chaucer) and first attested in the United States around 1680.

Hello!

A little introduction to my readers.

Don’t we all deserve a break from the rat race ?

( no, those giant feet aren’t mine – lah ! it belongs to my other half )

This is more like it

So, I plan to write about the little things in life that keep me sane.

To not regret not making little memoirs of the places we visit, adventures we do.

And most of all, just about everything that makes this life worth living.

Hello to all! I hope this blog sees the light of day.