June 17, 2015.

A day with dad at GHKL. 8th floor view. How time flies and this was taken on June 17, 2015. It's a strange feeling or rather a mixed feeling I get whenever I think of him. I miss you Dad.

Who says that love letters can only be written to lovers? You can also write a love letter to your father. Often, the value of a father in a person's life is undermined because it is the mother who is the caregiver from birth. It is the mother who a child turns to when he or she cries or when he or she gets hurt. But fathers too play a very important role in a child's life...

       As the child grows into an adult, many times he or she forgets to tell their father how much they love him and how much he means to them. This can easily be rectified by penning down a love letter to your dad...

I’m writing love letters to my dad, he needs to know how much I loved him and why did he leave without a goodbye. I so miss eating food from his hands. Our silly arguments, our meaningful talks, seriously no one can have so much of knowledge, general knowledge like what dad had in his entire family. I cry and I cherish all the beautiful memories of my father. Love you Daddy.

Diwali 2014

October 21, exactly one year.... I was roaming and driving around KL with my Dad. Some things we spoke about and few things we didn't speak about. Last year was a total mixed feeling Diwali mood as B didn't join us in KL. The lanes around Kamdar I walked with dad and the rojak and teh tarik which Appa bought was the bestest. I last chose the shirts for my dad. It was such a tiring and long day as he hired a helper to clean our rooms....and the Pisang goreng he bought....for the family. That I see as a perfect Diwali. I so miss you dad, I know we disagreed on many things but we loved each other. The space you've left is sooo empty and I terribly feel your absence, wherever you are right now, I hope you can see how much I miss you dearly and please ignore silly talks.

Appa.

I never imagined that you would leave us so sudden, without even saying goodbye and a tight hug like how you wished my birthday last year. APPA , I'm sitting here in my room , reminiscing all the good and bad times growing up in your home. Last one year, it's truly "our time". I'm happy that I've spent most of my time with you, hearing you talking so much of past glorious stories about Brickfields and Kuala Lumpur. You are an ocean of knowledge , this I admit. Though you are not with us physically, there's isnt a day goes by without thinking of you. I miss you so much.

Happy Birthday Appa!

Wherever you are, I hope you know that I've loved you so much dear APPA. Right from the time when you held me in your arms to the day when you saw me off for my first day in school, I am holding on the beautiful memories that have made me the person I am today. I miss you dad. Happy birthday Appa. 

How God is favoring what I've always wanted to do. We visited Nageshwari temple today and prayed, I really hope dad , you are peaceful and happy wherever you are. Be with us , I need your blessings and love, always. 

I wish I can see you just once to let you know that I loved you....more than mom 
😄😍😘. Alright, I love you both equally. Whether it is the empty spot in a chair next to mom’s or the eerily silent living room, you are missed in every way dad. I love you. I love you. I love you.

Interviews and interviews of November

Being back in Malaysia, it's about time I think of connecting back into my career. It was a wave of interview calls, the November calls.... RW , Fragomen and Infovalley, hey of all I now chose GHB :) Wish me luck!

Home sweet home

Woooshaaa..... after the long years of hardwork, stress and tensions taken to make our home into a shape, we finally rushed out of India on 17th June for our next day grihapravesham. The challenge was running around getting the things done and our last minute cute stove purchase in the Giant Nilai. What a relief, it was almost 3 am!

Seremban Immigration

It was the last  minute plan of B to drop the spouse visa - after a stretch of stressful walks to Jalan Duta and Putrajaya immigration dept. I was only a bit upset that the letters stamped was paid for is going to be wasted. Oh my smart cookie!

All I did was the extreme last minute call to Putrajaya and then to Seremban Immigration. A positive yes for application came and we thought of giving it a one last try. Hey.....! We did it, B's application was finally taken!

Trekking Mount Batur, Kintamani Volcano

Set my alarm at 3 a.m. , I was sleepless and restless. All I could think is that I don't want to miss out the trekking plan. I finally decided to wake up and get ready. The weather was freaking cold and thank god I carried an extra pair of  sports wear!

B and I are all set ready, waiting for the guide from The Association of  Mt. Batur to take us up to the starting point, at the base of the mountain. Finally, we started at 4.30 a.m. The ascent is completed in total darkness and guided only by flashlight (given by our guide). The first 30 minutes of hike is fairly flat but then it's a steep climb from there. This is my ever first experience in life, walking out alone with my partner, inside a forest, with lots of excitement and fear - I was looking out for animals! It wasn't much of a problem to hike initially as we did stop twice to take a break and drink water.


Powerful orange glow.The beautiful early morning sunrise.





 

The first part of trekking wasn't bad , but the second part of Mt Batur is tougher! It's uphill and some steps really require you to stretch hard. We got really tired and we had to stop for breaks a few times.The worse was yet to come and the final ascent was the toughest of all. It's steep, rocky and you you really have to take each step carefully.  

 

B got really tired and was in the verge of giving up, at that point completing the task and getting over it was all on my mind. I was surprised to see B struggling to climb up since I am weaker and I was suffering sinus headache that morning. As my body got warmer, the headache reduced and I felt better. 

 

I literally had tears in my eyes as I was wondering will I be back home safe, ha ha! This hike taught me a lot of things, positive thinking and mental strength to overcome come what may. We are not professionals hikers yet we managed climbing up to the peak, the only complaint was, we did not get the right guide to take us to the programme we've paid for. We are supposed to watch the sunset, have breakfast at the craters and see the hot springs and come downhill. Our guide left us alone and went up to the peak. We didn't know we were reaching the peak until we saw the hut. We finished up all our water bottles and no breakfast. However the feeling on top of the mountain is undescribable! I never thought I could accomplish this just one day before my birthday! B was tired and he took a short nap in the hut whilst I was taking photos :) Now the challenge is getting down hill.

 

I cried halfway as my toes were hurting so bad. The rocks were so ashy and slippery that I was even afraid to step forward, at some corners of the rock, I just sat and stepped down. B's reebok shoes are gone into pieces. We finally reached middle of the mountain and discovered two stalls. We were so tired, hungry and thirsty. We had a cup of  tea and a piece of  biscuit. We then started our journey back. After a while, you begin the long descent. It’s a slippery slope down (the volcano rock is very coarse and sandy at some points).  Funny thing, now that you can see where you’re going, the descent feels much, much longer than the ascent.  Your tired legs don’t help at all. I finally sat on a rock to check my painful toe, I felt the blisters are hurting so bad. I decided to take off my shoes and walk with socks. Aaah... I was right, that felt lot more better than walking in pain, though it was hot and rocky, my socks was full of sand and ashes. At a point, I was dying in thirst, I just thank god for giving us the strength to come back home safely , hey it rained! Guess what, I drank that rain water, ha ha! That rain was sent by god to save us, thank you god! We finally reached our hotel and our sweet receptionist girl was freaking out that she didn't hear from us, she thought we went missing! Glad that they actually provided us with the full breakfast that we missed out early in the morning. We're really exhausted and hey, I climbed up the freaking tough Batur volcano!

 

 

 

Bali !

Magical and spiritual is the most accurate word to describe Bali. We are now set for our long awaited break to Bali. Air Asia sucks big time, as usual the flight is delayed. We just had to kill one hour delay by walking around duty free shops. It was almost 11pm we reached the Ngurah Rai Airport and just headed to Legian for a night stay.

The long walk to board the flight.