Skip to main content

Posts

The Glorious Roses

If there is a plant I won't miss planting in my garden, it's roses. Though it's not easy ( especially with the presence of its mortal enemies), every season brings a new learning experience, and it's lovely to see the colourful blooms adorning my garden containers. Among them, the baby pink rose always makes me smile with its delicate hue and graceful petals. Why? Because it reminds me of my mum… On the other hand, it adds to my muse. Roses are lovely but have thorns; so is our life sometimes or quite often too prickly. But beyond the pain; the softness of its petals embraces us; the sweetness of its smell and the beauty of its whole. Life, much like a rose, is a delicate interplay of beauty and pain. The thorns symbolize the struggles and hardships that we inevitably encounter, making our journey sometimes, or quite often prickly and challenging. These difficulties, while painful, are an intrinsic part of life, shaping our resilience, fortitude and gratitude. They remi
Recent posts

Self-reflection

"The ocean knows it carries only the reflection;   Not the moon." One summer’s night, I wrote a couplet: the above.  The two-liner was merely a self-reflection exploring self-awareness and the nature of identity. Using this metaphor, I delve deeper into the understanding of my own self, beyond the surface level that is visible to the outside world.  Just as the ocean reflects the image of the moon without a ctually possessing it, we too often project an image of ourselves that may not fully capture our true essence.  The reflections seen by others, and even by ourselves at times, are mere glimpses of our deeper, more complex identities. These reflections can be influenced by various factors such as societal expectations, personal insecurities, and the roles we play in our daily lives.  To build on that, to truly understand who we are, we must look beyond these reflections. This requires a journey inward, where we confront our true emotions, desires, and fears. It is in

Happy New Year!

2023 ! Where did 2022 go?  It just felt like just recently we wished each other a big Happy New Year and 'woosh'  here's again another countdown; another first day of a new year. Fast or slow the days passed, I am certainly grateful for every amazing adventure, magical moments and every littlest thing in my life; the ups and downs-the appeases or bumps. Whatever it was, that was before, today it's the new year and it's the same me. I certainly don't fancy finding a new me, I'm happy as I am. WORK// I presume our work attitude changes as we grow older or on the spur of the moment facing a life-changing episode. Between 2000-2007, I was all about going all out and doing more- giving my best,working long hours, catching the datelines, making the headlines and breaking news. Life was always fast-paced: researches, networks, and interviews (cameras, mic, notepads, sound-bytes, and visuals).  As though, I was always on a roller coaster -it was exciting and I was t

Harley Street Estates' Flagship Project: £10 million worth Portfolio of Properties Purely on New-Build Housing Projects

Harley Street Estates UK Ltd, a subsidiary of Harley Street Group Plc launched its pioneer housing project together with its partner company, ST Developments Ltd on Saturday, 13 August, 2022. With a sustainable Gross Development Value, GDV, the 4 semi-detached  residential properties, comprises, 2 units of 4 bedrooms and 2 units of 3 bedrooms houses. The aim is to fulfil the rising demand of housing in the large town area of Romford, the administrative centre of the London Borough of Havering. Rupert Jones, Malaysian born  Entrepreneur and Group Chief Finance Officer of Harley Street Group Plc, explained that the development which commenced before the Covid-19 pandemic  in 2020, was partially to cater for the demand of the Medical Team and Staffs of Queens Hospital which is located within a mile radius from Mowbrays Road.  ‘’ Covid has kept us behind by a year but we have managed to complete this project despite many challenges including shortages of materials, rising cost and conditio

Wednesday Wonders

What is the funniest characteristic of human being? Have we ever wondered? Maybe you have and perhaps we did have wondered. I read once about a conversation of a famous author's friend with a man who asked him this question, the friend answered, " Our contradictoriness."  Perhaps yes. I never hurried to grow up but eventually time did.  "Many of us are in such a hurry to grow up and then long for their lost childhood. We make ourselves ill earning money and then spend them on getting well again. We think much about the future and we neglect the present. experience neither the present nor the future. We live as if we were never going to die, and die as if we had never lived." So did the men destroy the nature under the banner of industrialization, development, commercialization and technology and now, the so called 'world leaders' sitting on round table drawing out plan of actions to converse the nature . We destroy and then we find ways to heal, protect

Pristine 2022

As the clock struck midnight we hear the Big Ben chimed from the TV and one can never be even  more mesmerised with this year's spectacular display of light show, drones and fireworks in the Queen's capital city. However, for us -folks staying at home and ushering the new year with another new hope amidst continuing spread of wild Omicron variant of Covid-19- the neighbourhood families individually but unanimously, brought joy to everyone with their very own magnificent fireworks (we don’t do it because it harms the environment- that's another crucial issue but for now, let me stick to it's sight) colouring the sober sky as we share the midnight moment relishing 2021 and welcoming a fair 2022, even though we know, it can be volatile with the current challenges that we face. To me, I like to see the colourful singing displays in the black sky as great light that follows the dark night. It gives many hope, faith and a renewed enthusiasm that things will be better even if

A Dream Journal

It was a normal end of school day, I was ready to pick my boys from the Shine Club- the after school club, right after concluding my very own fabulous chores  in the classroom that I work. Everything and everyone seems so busy, I picked my boys and just then I remembered, I left my bag in the classroom that I was covering previously. So, I went to the other class, got my bag and exited through the main office when I saw, the familiar face, the most respected figure in my life, my idol and my world, my everything waiting there for me and my boys with her kind smile, she held my little-one's hand and the four of us started walking home...and this is in real-time until I was wide awake when my nightly brain saw the fair flash of the wintry sunshine through the little opening of my blue velvety curtain. Time was 9 am and never in my life since I became a mother myself, I slept till this late morning. I woke up with a smile, feeling loved once again by the most important person in my li