A gift from God

"I know exactly what I wanted to do, I want to build a life based on what I've got. A gift from God."

Children in the Eyes of the World

We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today. ~Stacia Tauscher

I have decided to pursue my MBA in ...

So I have decided to pursue my MBA in USA ... Well, that will not happen until 2015. Better still, University of St Andrews  in Scotland. Either way, I still have to complete my three years experience to be a chartered accountant and hold at least an assistant manager post by profession. All the best, Shad!

Of Anwar Ibrahim

"Bro, I saw your picture with Anwar Ibrahim. It's everywhere on Facebook." Little did I know, the picture that was taken when I first met him personally in London during his talks would surfaced on the net again after he was found not guilty by the High Court. Eleven days later, the prosecution filed an appeal against the acquittal. 

So I checked in Facebook to reconfirm this. "119 likes and over 300 comments in the picture." I was shocked. I was thinking would it affect my career later in future especially if I am working in a high position in the Government or GLC per say?

It was at London School of Economics and Political Science on March 18th 2010 that I first met him followed by his second talk in Westminister University on March 19th. The former, being the topic regarding Religion and Pluralism captivated many people from every walk of life. It was a full house. Nobody would want to miss this chance to listen to his speech, unless someone is against him.

My capacity was a student at that time. I was not a scholar from the Government. Hence, indirectly I was eligible to go for his talks. In comparison to other students who were bonded by the Government, they were not allowed. Doing so, would affect their scholarships and subsequently their studies. I was fortunate enough.

With Anwar Ibrahim. Also in the picture is Azmin Ali and Dzuhair .

Phuket: Pearl of the Orient

We set on our foot in this island on December 26th, 2011, exactly seven years after the disastrous earthquake that killed over 230,000 people in fourteen countries. It was one of the deadliest natural disasters ever recorded  in the history. In the Thailand itself, 5397 death was confirmed.

It was a journey to Phuket with my friend, Ameer Azhar, an unexpected one. It didn't take a formal detailed plan to materialise but one thing for sure we wanted a backpacking style, to taste something different that we can't get back at home, to mingle around with the locals and the expatriates from different backgrounds.

This journey is an eye opener for me since this is my first time I tried backpacking which is really an authentic backpacking style as compared to when I was in Europe. It transcripts my few journeys afterwards and a stepping stone to discover the unique taste of Asia in a whole different perspective point of view. We didn't take an aeroplane to go to Phuket, instead we took a traditional way for a backpacker, by riding a bus from Puduraya, KL to Hatyai Songkhla which lasted for nine hours and another six hours of journey from Hatyai to Phuket bus terminal.

The mysterious lady.

Along the way I made new friends from as far as South Africa, Canada and Netherlands to name a few and we even exchanged contacts. All came here for one reason, to unwind and to discover Asia.

Ameer being a tarzan was swinging from left to right before making a splurge inside the water.

On our way to James Bond island. Rafting is absolutely amazing.

These jeeps are definitely an eye opener. Picture was taken at Patong beach, dubbed as the most popular beach in Phuket for it's night life.

Where business matters.

A different perspective. My wooden stick to support my injured leg  lying down on the floor in a  tuk -tuk.

In the street of Phuket city where the night is crawling in.

The breaking dawn.

Car plate numbers.

A luxurious car in the street.

A cause of living.

My next destination? It was once known as Prey Nokor and formerly the capital of the French Colony of Cochinchina.

Departure of the Love one

I was very speechless when I got to know that I had lost all my 3 years worth of pictures since 2009 when I was studying abroad and all those euro trips' ones were gone. I was beyond words, few days back. Almost all the data had lost. It was a stupid mistake not to do any single back up at all before this. But I feel glad that one of the albums that I managed to retrieve was this one. The day my sister left to Alexandria after the widespread protests against Mubarak's regime had subsided. Love them :)

Imaan brought a 'banner' to bid farewell

Picture of the whole family

With my sis's bf, Arif  aka the Pilot

Final Hug

The Unforeseen Circumstances

September 16th, 2011. The day I finished my 3 months probation. Now, I'm officially a permanent staff of an audit firm. The name shall not be disclosed here. And 3 months later, I found out how miserable my life is, as an auditor. Despite my experience in internship last year in auditing, I'm still up for this job position that requires high patience and tolerance. And I am still having problem to settle down. The professional minded people, advised me, "this is the best career to start with". "Don't worry, suffer now, enjoy later". "In 10 years' time, you will be in the top managerial position, a director or a partner. You can have everything you want in life". Frankly speaking, I don't even care about how much I will earn in the future, or how big my position is. I don't care about what car I will be driving (actually I want a Volkswagen Beetle 21st Century or 2001 Merc SLK) or the house I will stay in. All I want is a job satisfaction, to do something that I enjoy or comfortable with. Something that in the future, when I ponder upon my past, I did not regret the path that I had chosen. The problem now is because I have difficulty in managing my stress level, and oh my god, the heavy burden work loads. Otherwise, practically everything seems normal. On the weekend, the only thing that I'm looking forward is for my social life, my free time & my own space. Now, I realised, less time I spend with my friends and I only see my family at night, which is quite sad though when I come home to see everybody has fallen asleep. So yeah, my advice to you guys out there reading this, enjoy your student life as much as you can and never feel regret of what you are doing.

Cheers.