Woke up with a good mood, a new day, new beginning, Had already planned my day ahead. Had an afternoon appointment with the lady responsible for my elective,I was going to met dr.X and sign the attendance every tuesday n thursday.I took an elective in anatomy (basic science)this year, why? I needed free time so that I can slowly start packing and organizing myself God willingly in 2 months time Im heading back home and also start a research on matters pertaining my home country,*dont want to be a fool , not knowing the health problems there* For 7 years been away, and now its coming to an end have to make up my mind what I will be taking, what needs to be thrown away and what will be handed down to others. Also need to call my landlord, need an answer to a pressing qn. He promised to call yesterday but he never did. Anyway, grabbed myself a cup of coffee and dont knowing why and for what particular reason went online. To my surprise I received a recommendation letter which had me smiling all day. My first reaction, this must be a joke but wasnt.Lol. Wow, small things can have a huge impact in a persons life. JZK for the moral boost. I stood there with a smile on my face not knowing how 2 react. My housemate came over with the "what is it that ,makes u so amused?"look on her face. She read it and said neat then left me in peace. As I didnt know how to answer back yet, went offline n caught up with my daily work.
Called my landlord more than 3 times the operator gives me the same excuse he is in a meeting. And yet he hasnt called me back. Angry with him :(and as they kept on with the" call after 30 minutes "... then later ah, "he will call u". So was kinda stuck in the end I left for my appointment and was late ;(Didnt matter anyway as the person in charge wasnt there, signed the log and left. Passed by the bank deposited my rent. Went to visit some of my lecturers as Im slowly accumulating letters of recommendations and starting saying the goodbyes. My moral was down, as I hadnt acheived one of my goal*most important one*, wonder how will I get hold of the landlord? Shouldnt have paid the rent then he would of called me for sure. Anyway, was too late. To lighten up myself felt like eating some lahmacun, there was this nice place where they make em but didnt want to go alone. So called my housemate(she was busy allday sorting out her stuff 2, she is leaving in a weeks time, gonna be all alone*sad*) see if she was interested ,she told me she had cooked. With a sigh, decided to head down to the supermarket to pick up some groceries bearing in mind that I didnt want to miss my bus. Reached home right in time for maghrib prayers and later had dinner together. Caught up with my random reading,suratil maidah:104-115. Later came online chatted with freinds, had a laugh was in a jovial mood again. And chatted with ma, for ages she took me down memory lane and her inner thoughts and advice. She made me miss her bigtime, Nakutamani ma sana, usilie mpenzi. May Allah increase her in patience and give her happiness on earth and in the afterworld. I admire her determination, tolerance, compassion and character. Im nothing compared to her although alot of people say we have alot in common. Opps enough said, getting to personal.
Love you ma, May Allah protect, love,honour and be merciful to all mothers. They do go through thick n thin for us, Pray oneday I will be a good one too Amin.
My thoughts .... treasure your mother, there is noone like her on earth. Its true she is the door to paradise seeing that smile on her face, melts your heart and her prayers they reach far and are answered. She is a pillar of support, an advisor, consoler, teacher and very patient. Jamani nani kama mama? Nakupenda.
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Hamna mtu kama mama......WOL huh? Welcome to the world of blogging. I envy you going back to Tz.
Raula, is that you? Ndio dada ndo mie..Im nervous and afraid, last time visited there in 2002 I felt like a stranger. My siblings, freinds, all gone and all. Im planning to work in a different place, new beginnings dont want the good ol' memories to haunt me. Inshallah, you will have the pleasure of going back.
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