Mareenah A. Ghani
Mareenah A. Ghani


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Sinful delights

It was a typical Sunday morning. Following my weekly routine, I prepared my own breakfast, and rewarded myself some sinful delights.

This time, it was a mixture of creamy cheesecake and Oreo cookies.

It was heavenly, really. Being an awfully nice sister, I gave Sis the one which looked so much more presentable.

I’m just glad that she loved it as well.



Appreciate the little things

Those things that make you happy, those people who make you laugh and smile like a dork. Learn from the past. Don’t let it break or define you. Things happen for a reason. Make sure you make the most of what you have. Show your family and friends how much they mean to you and how much you appreciate them. Smile and make the most of your life. Make it what you want it to be. Don’t take the little things for granted.



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A dessert affair

It started with a several meet-ups, and comments from Qiqi and Elle on an Instagram picture.

After long, never-ending chats on Whatsapp, we finally met on Saturday for a planned dessert date. I met up with Qiqi first, since we live nearby. Really nearby. She kept on laughing at everything I say. And even laughed when I had yet to even utter the next word. She’s hilarious!

Later, we alighted at the next stop and the moment we tapped out of the station, we saw a girl running so quickly from afar and that lovely girl swung her arms around us. She caught us by surprise because we were so engrossed talking! It was Elle! And then, Mimi crept from behind and gave me a tight grip. How adorable!

After lunch, we then made our way to a cafe for desserts!

Boy were they so delicious! I simply couldn’t get enough of ice cream on waffles~

We had a long chat, shared some bitter experiences. But more often than not, we had many good laughs. Indeed, we all had a fantastic time.

I can’t wait for our next date! These gorgeous girls are simply lovely~



"Words reduce reality to something the human mind can grasp, which isn’t very much. Language consists of five basic sounds produced by the vocal cords. They are the vowels a, e, i, o, u. The other sounds are consonants produced by air pressure: s, f, g, and so forth. Do you believe some combination of such basic sounds could ever explain who you are, or the ultimate purpose of the universe, or even what a tree or stone is in its depth?" 


— Eckhart Tolle

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To Mum

Since it was Mum’s Day, Isk accompanied me to buy a cake for my Mum before making our way home with Sis. My family has never celebrated Mum’s Day, but I guess there’s always a first to everything.

We got her a mango cake, the cake that she regularly buys for us even when there isn’t any particular occasion. She loves it, and I know it!

And so, I gave mum a book to thank her for every effort she had put in throughout these years. Every page, every word, is relevant. Raising children, in my opinion, is no easy job.

My mom carried me for nine months. She felt sick for those months with nausea, then she watched her feet swell & her skin stretch. She teared. She struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quickly and she even suffered many sleepless nights. She then went through excruciating pain to bring me into this world. Then, she became my nurse, my chef, my maid, my chauffeur, my biggest fan, my teacher & my best friend. She’s struggled for me, cried over me, hoped the best for me and prayed for me.

I’ll never take you for granted.

Mother’s Day may fall only once a year, but my mum makes everyday feels like it’s Children’ Day.



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Love is not about finding the right person, but the right relationship. Love is not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end.

Love is not about finding the right person, but the right relationship. Love is not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end.



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