I just feel like writing a letter today.

Dear Maria,

I hope you are doing well where ever you are. I kept forgetting that you are no longer reachable. Kept trying to send you FB messages. Hahahhaha! Sigh…

Anyways, I wanted to ask you what books would you recommend for Khadeeja and Ameena. I ended up buying a few Enid Blytons and some Robin books for Ameena to practice reading.

I also got an FB reminder that today is Chess ‘s birthday. I wished him on his FB wall. I hope he reads it.

Khadeeja kept asking me Tasneem’s address. She wanted to send some postcards to Tasneem. I’ll ask Chess for her address later. Heard that they are back in KL.

Well, I guess that’s all for now. Oh!!! I wanted to know where to get those metal bookmarks you made me with the beads. I lost the yellow one that I bought from you. It’s fine. I’ll google it.
So wherever you are, I hope you are at peace. Here’s something for you; Al-Fatihah…

xox: NN

Shame on the bullies!


Today I am writing as a world leader. Since I don’t see any world leader doing this, so just let me take the responsibility of TRYING to sort out this bullying thing.

I’m not going to re-tell the Charlie Hebdo massacre. Condolences to the families of the victim. May God bless their souls.

In my opinion (since today I’m a world leader, IT MATTERS!), this whole thing about “freedom of speech” done by Charlie Hebdo is their way of allowing themselves to make fun of something so important to others who have different beliefs. Why not doing a comic version of how Buddha achieved Nirvana? Maybe a picture of Kurt Cobain on the side? Or the illustrated version of how Mother Mary got knocked up? No? Why? Why not? Because it is disrespecful and you don’t want to go to hell for doing so.

Is there any where in the teachings of Jesus alaihi salam that we are allowed to mock others who are different than us? I bet you won’t find any in the Bible that says ‘thou shall throw shit onto the faces of those who believe in not me’. So why are they doing this to Prophet Muhammad s.a.w.? What did he do to them, that they are so determined to diminish his reputation? What are they so afraid of?

I took psychology during my degree years. Yes, yes. I’m not an expert but after 4 years of learning all those behavioral courses, I have learned that bullying (Definition of bully from Wikipedia: Bullying is the use of force, threat, or coercion to abuse, intimidate, or aggressively dominate others. The behavior is often repeated and habitual. One essential prerequisite is the perception, by the bully or by others, of an imbalance of social or physical power. Behaviors used to assert such domination can include verbal harassment or threat, physical assault or coercion, and such acts may be directed repeatedly towards particular targets. Rationalizations for such behavior sometimes include differences of social class, race, religion, gender, sexual orientation, appearance, behavior, body language, personality, reputation, lineage, strength, size or ability) happens as a result of ones feeling of vulnerability towards a certain issue.

Again, since I’m a world leader today, I have concluded that this is a bullying case. Charlie Hebdo have something that they are trying cover up by making fun of someone else’s beliefs.

Now, let’s talk about how those people went on a rampage and killed 12 people. SHAME ON YOU! Why did you have to do that? Now the rest of the Muslim world have to suffer. No, don’t say jihad. Jihad is pure. We do not have to spill blood for Jihad. Our beloved Prophet Muhammad s.a.w was a man of peace. There was no threat in what ever tasteless attack Charlie Hebdo did. Yes, of course it was disturbing. Of course we are angry. But there’s always a way that does not include killing people to settle this. If we believe in the ways of our Prophet Muhammad s.a.w, we know that he does not like violence.

So, how do we deal with bullies? We boycott them. We ignore their voices. We stand together and turn our backs to them. I hope the Pope or the rest of the world leaders would say something about this. I did my part. Being a world leader is not easy. I have to send my people to school for good education, I have to cook  and feed them, I have to go to the store and buy groceries so that my people will have chipsmore and oreos at home… And it’s not even 10am yet! A lot of things to do being a world leader. I’ll go back to being just a housewife now. Being world leader is not good for my complexion. I frown too much in the 25 minutes of me assuming the role of a world leader.



A friend…

It was 3.48am and I opened my FB page. I saw a post on someone commenting about home birth and death. I was angry at 3.48am. Angry at the writer who think that whatever decision that she made was better than those who were not mainstream.

At approximately 9pmish Malaysia time on the 28th of December 2014, I received one of the most shocking news of the year. My good friend, Maria Zain passed away in Nottingham after giving birth to her sixth child. It was just something that I couldn’t swallow for a few days. Unbelievable. I cried buckets and kept crying every time I saw the postcards she sent me, or the beads she strung for me. It was just heartbreaking. I kept thinking about her children. She was a hands on mother. She was homeschooling her children. What will happen to their education now? How will her husband deal with six children under the age of nine? With a newborn in tow? How??? And I cried again…

The article I read early this morning was about the mothers who have lost their lives for choosing to do home birth instead of the hospital. I myself prefers to give birth in a hospital with doctors and the medical team around me. But I never think those who choose home birth any lesser. Mothers around the world give birth at home every day. Yes, in this modern days, why choose to ignore the advancement when it could probably save you. Maria and I, we agreed to disagree on a few things. Home birth… Vaccination… But we respect each others decisions. I still love hearing her birthing stories. It was inspiring.

In the article, the writer indicated that mothers who died during home birth could have avoided it. The more I read the article, the more ridiculous it sounds. How could you avoid death? Death is not preventable. There are mothers who died giving birth in the hospital as well. So how can you say those who opted for home birth is responsible for their own demise? Astagfirullahalazim. As a believer, I have faith that every single thing happens for a reason. God will not take your life if it was not your time yet. A friend just lost her father, who died in his sleep. The point is, death is not preventable. When it is time for us to go, by His will, we go. Innalillahiwainnailaihirajiun. To God do we belong, and to God do we return.

So whether we choose to give birth in the hospital or at home, it is our preference. Do not judge those who have different opinion and surely, do not think those who opted for home birth are selfish. Those who passed, died doing the thing they loved most. It’s like a soldier, going to a battlefield. They are aware of that they have 50% chance of dying on the field, but they do it anyway.

As for her children, it is sad to think that they will have to grow up without a mother. The newborn didn’t even get to feel his mother’s touch. *Crying again*. However, he will be loved no less than his siblings. His mother sacrificed herself for him. That is the biggest gesture of love anyone could ever receive. Sacrifice. And all of them will have lots of family and friends helping them out. They will not be alone. InsyaAllah, they will be fine. I have no doubt that her husband will do great in raising the children. Instead of pitying them, let’s just pray for their happiness.

So… Yes I know my last post was back in January 2014. I hope that this year I’ll get more time to write again. I dedicate this first post of 2015 to Maria Zain. May her soul be blessed amongst those who are happy in Paradise.


xox: NN

Parents! Mind your manners…

Second day of sekolah kebangsaan did not impress me. I am more appalled by some of the parents’ behaviors.

First and foremost, yesterday was a huge success for our household. The eldest did not make any fuss, except that she complained the classroom was hot. And since the classroom is hot, she needs money to buy milo ais because the water she brought from home was hot as well. Okayyyyyy… Call me paranoid, but not very keen of giving  her cash just yet. And the thought of her, having to line up in a long queue, just for a glass of milo ais, and then not have enough time to eat properly is just not right (for the time being). Don’t roll your eyes just yet. I will let her buy her own stuff in a few weeks time. Just not now. So how do we fix this issue? I wish I could provide aircond to each classroom (you may roll your eyes here… Over kan?). But I don’t think the school would appreciate the electricity bill hike. Lucky that I’m good with this kind of problem solving. Cooler bottle whatever thingymajig! Expensive? Yes, but at least it’s cheaper than putting an aircond in the classroom…


*Excuse the model.

Back to the first day at sekolah kebangsaan. I didn’t get to stalk my child as the school did not allow any parents to stick around outside of the classroom. I totally agree with this. Children tends to be extra clingy whenever the parents are around, hence, crying hysterically. I know some parents worries but trust me, better that way. Just leave them and let the teachers handle the students. We just have to deal with the separation anxiety sooner or later.


*Stalker mom kept taking photos of her child’s every single movement.

Second day jengkel: Yes… Yes… I know you still want to observe your child but MUST YOU OCCUPY THE KANTIN AS WELL?! Waiting for them the whole day is absurd but if that’s your choice, it’s fine. However, PLEASE MAKE ROOM FOR THE STUDENTS DURING RECESS TIME SO THAT THEY CAN EAT PROPERLY ON THE CANTEEN BENCH AND NOT ON THE FLOOR! Seriously… How do you expect teaching your children basic mannerism (give your seat to elderly/pregnant women etc), when you yourself seems to be lacking of common sense? Kesian the students. One of the boy, who looked very hungry, had to go around the canteen to find a place to sit, while parents were having a picnic, taking up spaces. The teachers don’t have to go around and dispersing those parents. Those parents need to know how to act like adults.

I’m definitely not going to stalk her anymore next week. I’ll let her be. I hope those parents stay off school compound as well. Don’t hate me for stating the obvious. I know a few people will say “sukahati diorang lah”… Well… I bet the parents of those children who have to sit on the floor during recess might have a different opinion. Whatever it is, parents, please remember that our job is to provide the best example to our children. I’m far from being a perfect example but let’s just try to remind each other eh?

xox: NN

Do you want to build a snowman?


I know this review comes a little bit delayed. No excuse. But I’m ready to give this movie an A+.

It’s been so long that I actually enjoyed a Disney movie.The characters, the storyline, the songs… Especially the songs.

It’s a story of two opposites. Elsa, the cool yet paranoid sister, and Anna, the quirky, eager to fall in love sister. Born with the power of snow, Elsa had to hide her ability after she accidentally hit Anna with it.

Hold on… i seriously don’t know how to write this review properly without squealing and singing every few seconds. I believe most of you have seen it so, am not gonna go into details. I’m just gonna share what I love about the movie.

I’ve never seen my daughters get so excited about a movie. It’s such a big deal in our house now that I just had to download the movie immediately (sorry Disney…). May I just suggest that you release the DVD as soon as possible? Thanks. Anyway, Olaf is our favorite man(snow) now. Whatever they do, it always ends up with one of them asking the others; “what’s the magic word?”. Good manners, eh?

Elsa and Anna… Everyone in this house wants to be either Elsa or Anna. The eldest even wanted Elsa’s dress and hairstyle for her Year End Party at school. I managed to get the Anna doll and now frantically looking for Elsa and Olaf. The best part about the movie is the soundtrack. From the opening number until the end. It’s awesome. Idina Menzel and Kristen Bell did a fantastic job. The girls made me buy the soundtrack from iTunes as soon as they know it’s in it. I had to listen to ‘let it go’ a few times a day and I don’t mind the song at all. I find myself singing to it as well. Good lyrics, great tune. Is it nominated in any award show this year? If it isn’t, it should!

Bored with this review? I know… I’m sorry. I’m not in the mood to write anything but I know I have to write something. Well, if you haven’t seen it yet, go and watch it. If you have, do you want to build a snowman?

xox: NN

The Desolation Of Smaug According To Naziah Nawawie


Am gonna write this review not as a literature lover, but as a normal person watching a great (GREAT) movie.

Soooo, first of all, I think this one is much better than the first one. I didn’t fall asleep this time. A lot of good scenes but too many good scenes. I mean, I pity Beorn. I bet by the end of the movie people actually forgot about him. I didn’t read the book so I don’t know if he is THAT important to be included in the movie. I hope he will re-emerge in the next movie or else seriously, they could’ve save some cost and time by cutting that scene off.

Secondly, why oh why is my boyfriend’s father prettier than him? And why oh why does my boyfriend looks not so flawless in this supposedly prequel? Make him prettier than every single elves in that movie. I demand of it, please? No? Ok… Having said that, Legolas is still very fluid. His movements are just so ballerina like. Love it love it love it! Tauriel is not bad as well. I like the fact that she likes Kili better than Legolas (you know that I only say that because I want to be Legolas’ girlfriend right?). So anyway, we now know that the Elves are not a peaceful and graceful species like potrayed in LOTRs. They do get drunk and they are very vengeful.

Thirdly, there was a moment (a few actually) that I was thinking of dumping Legolas for a human. Bard the gorgeous widower is just so cleaner looking than Aragorn. So I assume he will be the one who will kill Smaug with the black arrow in the next movie.

Fourthly, I now can identify some of the mighty men of Erebor. Bombur is the cute redhead with the round tummy. Fili and Kili are the brothers. Balin is the old dude. And the rest I still get confused but I know one of them is Gimli’s dad. And Thorin, is very charismatic. The lack of height did not make him a lesser leader.  I absolutely love one scene between him and Bard;

Bard: You have no right to enter that mountain.

Thorin: I have the ONLY right!

Lastly, Bilbo and Gandalf. They are important but they are not that important. How is that? Bilbo doesn’t shine that much in this movie but he is the one who solved almost every single problem faced by the dwarves. And Gandalf is Gandalf. No one can say anything bad about Gandalf. He’s just too iconic. Next halloween, if you want to be famous, be Gandalf.

After almost 3 hours of sitting down with no end to the movie just yet, I say it’s a B+. I still like LOTRs better. Ooh! And I forgot about Smaug the Stupendous. Beautiful dragon with a sexy voice (biasness alert because of B Cumberbatch). 🙂

I told you that I’m gonna do the review like this so don’t complain! Just read and let’s just agree to disagree.

xox: NN



I am blaming this mood swing on implanon. No period followed by bloatedness and backpain is making me emotional.

And with the school holidays and all, the girls are so bored that they start to make me crazy by not leaving me alone. No, friends. Not even when I had to go to the toilet. Ikutilah perbualan kami:

A: Mommy! Mommy berak ka?

M: Yes.

A: Mommy! Lepas Mommy berak Mommy buat apa?

M: Cuci.

A: Lepas Mommy cuci Mommy buat apa?

M: ……………………………..


K: Oooooohhhhh… We have a Samsung (pronounced it with an American accent) fridge. Oooooooohhhhh!

M: It’s been there since forever Khadeeja.

K: Owwwh really?????? (Pronounce it with a southern American accent).

M: …………………………………………..


Y: Mommy! Ci Ameena kaci ci Patima makan iya punya kakiiiiii!

M: …………………………..

Endless. With the hair pulling and the spitting and the slapping. Endless. I try not to scream but it seems that the only way for me not to scream is for me to not be at home. So here I am, typing this peacefully in my office. I have another 1 hour and 53 minutes to enjoy checking out my FB without having an extra pair of eyes stealing glances at my phone asking every few minutes “who is that girl?” “is she your friend?” “can i see Aunty Widie’s FB?”…. Adios!

xox: N