Sunday, 7 December 2014

The end.

It's December already?!!

I can't believe  this year is about to end.

it marked so many things this year.

By the way my phone went dead on me, my beloved samsung galaxy note  just suddenly decided to just  not wake up.In the mountain of Genting where I was at the time I  had to call my mom and whine to her and weep to my brother complaining on how unhappy situation made me feel

My little brother went to  get me a new phone  and sent to me.gave to me as a present , the same model  so that i know how it works.

I am a very lucky  girl.

I wanted to whine more honestly, but being in an idle mode lately name it emotionally or physicallyI am choosing to keep it to myself for the time being, after all I have nothing nice to say ,So I better shut up


Ill write again one day, but not so soon.

good bye.

Tuesday, 28 October 2014

For you.

Tuesday, 26 August 2014

Birthday rant part 2


sometimes thing are meant to be the way  they are meant to be,being a moslem I accept it as my qada and qadar,no regret.Defeated of  achieve my victor y I make a vow to accept them with grace.

“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.”-Mary Oliver

Getting old

I don't know why some  are obsessed with  age.I am still a younger wiser me....(thank you SKII :p)

This time  around unless you are my business associate, you give me shit, i reply with shit and deleting you from my life.Life is too short for false pretense.I am who I am.

Last but not least, thanks for all the birthday wishes.
Love you loads,


Monday, 25 August 2014

a year older

This is written at my birthday eve,
Yes ! I am older and wiser and  I shall start my rant.


Very  important , I was being circled by  few unkind people lately, of course I made me sad especially at some remarks being made.I wonder why is that necessary to  say harsh things and disrespect others?then I look at this person  from another perspective, at the end all your physical shortcomings can't be covered with expensive bling blings...because you have to start with your core.... and that is your heart.I feel sorry for  people like this they are very weak.

Class and kindness they comes in two.If you are mean and rude:you are automatically ugly and poor regardless of how much money you have made so far.

trivia :My current kindness hero is Emmanuel Belliveau

Being true to the world and (by world it could also be  your workplace or school)

My mother taught me all the good things, all the bad ones i learnt from myself.Now I am working for an international company that is led by my wonderful boss.A modern style of management, I am free  and encouraged to be honest and I have got through  many crap  and I own my shit, if you know what I mean, if I did something wrong I will admit it.if I don't ...I don't.And unlike some companies  that have bosses  who listens to staffs fabricating stories through gossips and company don't do this.We deal.Just like my policy :I deal... I don't bitch ,I don't whine.I DEAL .

I would suggest for  some recent negativity to buy some pussy  as few do not deserve to be a man.


To  god, to myself, to parents, to family, to all my loved ones.

Standing up for yourself.

Sometimes you feel that you are alone  , defenceless to fight back by attacks.especially the vicious ones, remember that all in life is fair.You can justify yourself but if justice is not on your side , it will at some point be.

But should it get physical I would just suggest kick in where it hurt most  "between the legs"

Manners are a sensitive awareness of the feelings of others.If you have that awareness, you have good matter what fork you use.-Emily post.


It's getting late I need to sleep be continued

Monday, 11 August 2014

No emotion to title this

After my visit to  Yogja I have been  busy  with many tasks and had few days of relaxing time.That was spent wisely of course by sleeping at home.

Today the moon is said to be at it's closest and brightest a.ka supermoon a.k.a perigee moon.I was trying to enjoy it's charm  for a bit until I realised that our larger tree branches   had fallen of it's tree due to thunderstorm earlier  and hit our  fence...and sole electric supply cable to our house.

Hell, that was a panic attack as I know Uncle Maniam our gardener is kind of old for the job , just imagine when he comes tomorrow morning  to find this!

Anyway, cut story  short, it was solved  earlier .alhamdulilah.

Back to the story of Yogja and it's famous kueh (sweets)...

Little alley by arab street , one of my favorite  food spot in Singapore
I left the city with a heavy heart knowing that I will miss this batik rich town and it's culture.After that I head to Singapore for a week and within a day gap head to Italy for a short  work trip,(on the eve of eid) followed by  few days in Singapore again.

Thanks to SKII and   fair and lovely I managed to keep my face from looking  dry and dull.I didn't feel so tired but I did injure my  arm  again :(

I meet some new friends  on my way in and out of Europe  a private  charter airline pilot, an undergraduate who  is on his way with his dad for a  month of adventure in Australia,  the italian young athletes and a lady who are bound to  start a new life in Toronto canada.
I also had been out with my friends in Italy who had been very kind to take me out for sushi and party.
cookies one and only  by MEC3, so good you'll fall in love with it

I had only an hour on transit   in Amsterdam on my way back and  as I had predicted, they had missed my suitcase, but the handling  of  this case was done with  elegance and grace of mr fezal of Malaysia Airlines, after series of unfortunate events  that happened  to my national airlines,if you ask me...Yes, I will still fly the airline and I will always support them regardless  of any tragedy.
To me the hospitality , food   and the experience of flying with them, it is still my favorite airline company , maybe that is my patriotism speaking.

not so much of a tulang person...but this was an awesome dish, I must say.
Go to Jalan Sultan in Singapore and this is the details >>Sup tulang

rainbow in Riccione!

How lucky I am to have  friends such as these people .Thanks for a  fun night out

Via Ceccarini that i have only come to know about it's history

current read

Peace and out,


Sunday, 13 July 2014

Imagining Sailendra.

                 A brief moment, an hour of  of my life spent  to relive my childhood imagination
                           Thank You to those who had made my dream come true.

Monday, 30 June 2014

And after happily ever after...?

vietnamese at my favorite vietnamese in singapore

I think you got the message here.... that my life is  a story of a woman who is constantly working and travelling...for work.

I think i am pretty  unbalance here, lack of stability and always insecure when starting something new like  "relationship" for instance.

Sometimes it is  difficult when I do not know what I am looking for   in "woman loves  man

relationship",speaking to my friend earlier in one of those  "once every 3 months"  girly conversation, a friend of mine who  had just broken up with her  boyfriend told me that she hope that one day someone amazing will come along, and apparently this amazing one should be "the one", then we  jumped into money issues as we were planning for a vacation,anyway I told her that when one solved his or her financial issues , it looks like most of the problems just fade away, depending on  how much are the needs....
If you ask me,yes I feel awkward to  have found out earlier  that I had measured the quality of life by  something so superficial-materialistic but  it is is important especially being an adult in this century we are being fed with credit opportunities  and being trapped in monthly installments,I am not excluded,to me money is important...BUT not everything, Sometimes ,(not necessarily pointed at me )you work so hard and  coming  back to your plush hotel  room   straight to sorting your   banking -just to smile  with your bank balance, having all your bills paid and yet still feel incomplete, tired,worn and unloved.

oh! those feelings above  are felt so often  by most chefs ! :p

But I must say ,I had transformed my heartbreak into something i regards as precious and rewarding,i know at some point i may need to retire when I am older, but I had invested  my time in an entity  that  is so challenging but yet so fulfilling, my work took me to travel, meet people, polishing my skill as a chef, my limit as a person and  my  intellect doing something that i love  and that is food.see... sometimes it's not all about the money, sometimes it's  the fiery passion...

My work  rewarded me  as equally as my time and effort put in it, even to disappointment I bounced back harder and stronger and yet  the opposite could be said about  love experience by far (again , not necessarily pointed at me)

it fools  you,disguised as a friend  and went  to stab you over and over again and yet you just stood there healing your wound saying to yourself "no way you will return through that route"...just to find yourself in the arms of love and bouquet of roses again?!!!

Oh my... we all should laugh at ourselves and most of all LOVE  ourselves even more :)

we should stop  putting our happiness in anyone's hands
we should be  are responsible for  how we feel
we should be  are kind to others
we should exercise daily
we should eat  our daily potions of fruits without fail
we should we eat our vegetables
we should bake once a week
we should spend  some portion of our salaries for our own little luxury ( yankee candles and facial mask maybe?)
we should watch movies that makes us laugh (or else... go on youtube and type  on your favorite comedian)
we should pray
we should take 10 minutes to lie down and just breathe
we should motivate ourselves
we should set aside money  for holiday and dream house fund!

in a whisper tone...I am happy , I have never been happier than today before.Life is flled with laughter and love  and although Life could be better, this is almost  close to what I perceive as perfect,then again how  do you define your kinda perfect ....?

syukur alhamdulilah, happy fasting.

My june was spent in jakarta mostly :)

Thursday, 15 May 2014

My pride and my prejudice.

“There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them.”-Joseph Brodsky.

You name any book fair in  my country  or  good bookstores recommendation  in my working area cities..

                           I could answer them In a heartbeat, because i have been to them all.

So I find it interesting  when I was eavesdropping  overheard  recently  a husband who actually put his wife down  in front of his business counterpart while waiting for their flight at Changi Airport.He hates reading and she loves to read and led a boring life.First you don't let your wife down in the public by  telling  the world that  she  got so much time to read while you are working and he  hates the way you proclaiming yourself as a non reader...that's sort of uncool.

But minding my own business....I walked through this lessons  of love by  looking at the    married couples handle their turbulence,some with grace and some with  greed.Some with issue of superiority of gender or , some  have  democratic share of power and some  are just playing bossy  asshole when they are making more money  than the significant other.

Some love till the end and some love temporarily.The purest of love is where  we came from and where we shall return, the rest are borrowed here on earth while our body and soul still unite.
You know   that person  is the one your heart is looking for when  that person makes you want to be a better person, you think of that person all the time,suddenly your world that was filled with grey  turned colorful with vivid  sparkles , fiesta of colors

As rumi had written

 "I was dead , then alive
Weeping then laughing
The power of love came into me
And I became fierce like a lion
Then, tender like the evening star"

"Your tasks is not to seek for love 
But merely  seek and destroy all the barriers  within yourself
That you have built against it"

Hey you, that I  am always imagining  dancing in between Sirius  and Polaris...

I miss you.

By the way, my current read are Professional Cooking book  and peeping through my newly bought Business book.I don't read romantic novels  anymore contrary to popular belief.

Friday, 2 May 2014

I wonder

I am just wondering  if this is my mid life crisis  that hits before it's time  or just the feeling of not fresh
I believe there is more to life than this.
Maybe all that I need is rest that i have been getting some lately or maybe I just need to jump back into work.I am always  not tired if I am at work

... and read some real good books, maybe I am in love.

                              "go and find yourself first
                     you can also find me."  :)

Sunday, 27 April 2014

New Delhi for Aahar

I had a  last minute chance before heading t the airport, my taxi driver gave me a quick surprise and he took me to Qutb Minar  en route to go home. i am lucky, so here are  my  45 minutes of playing  tourist moments in India.

Places and faces

Bingo! says me  on a question  on why I have not been writing a lot

1.Busy (but I could always make time, this is within my control)

2.No point of writing the same mundane entry for the sake of writing
3.Not anymore a channel for me to express my frustration as it is not politically correct to write about my political view or how much i hate certain sentiment in the industry against people of my color and gender.
4.I can't express  my encounter with stupid people because stupid people with bad table manners could be reading this and trust me some stupid people are people I see often not by choice.

Anyway I had been places on trade shows trips  since my last entry and why not, i put some pictures here .I wish I could give some recommendations on restaurants and hotels but I can't becauseI didn't go out much to enjoy most of my time are spent at work working in the kitchen and in my room working  again or restaurant just to eat food as fuel to survive the next day .ha, ha!  see how  passive that sounds

moral of the story...pain will go away

finally ... I am back home!

the best chicken soup outside my house can be found at gloria hotel in Dubai