Life was like a box of chocolates.

To begin with, the whole place looks old, vintage. They seemed to treasure their British identity so much that they even made it as a law for a new building to be built, it should incorporate or even maintain the classic British look, perhaps to ensure that it'll blend in with its surrounding. It is good, at least it somehow reflects how much they appreciate their identity and how proud they are to call themselves the Brits. I give it to them, their architectural skills are indeed superb. I for one likes observing all the statues, memorials and plaques found all around this part of the world. They all have their stories to be told to the world, a significant piece of them, though not all of them are saved to be cherished so that we and the next generations could benefit, learn from them. On the down side, the old look does not seem to work very well in selling London as a developed city in the world map. Yes history should be preserved so that it won't be made obsolete by

my last beriyani on MAS..kambing doh! Below are some pictures of one of my favorite night walk, to the Canary Wharf! Malaysian night was taking place in Trafalgar Square on that same night, but unfortunately we decided not to attend it. I actually want to go there, just to see what's it all about, but as it turns out, the visit to Canary Wharf was pretty awesome! The view there was exactly like how I imagined life in a developed country ought to be like (though what we saw were mostly office buildings and bars). The buildings were very modern unlike the ones I usually see in central London.

So here I am in London UK. My last farewell in KLIA didn't turned out as I hoped it to be. It is kind of sad when I thought back about it during my 12 hour plus flight that day. One of the most unforgettable moment while on the flight was when the plane was about to take off. I stared out the window together with Ashraf and Amin until the plane was no longer touching Malaysian soil. To be totally honest, that was the saddest moment. I felt like going up to the pilot and make him turn the plane around. It sure felt like a dream. When my dad woke me up at 4 that day, I was still very sleepy and blurred. Then as I got into the shower, it suddenly occurred to me that today is the D-Day, the big day when I leave this place I call home for London. 12 hours plus in the plane was indeed very tiring! Sure the movies they had in the flight entertainment were nice., but you do get tired of it after the first or second movies. The in-flight music on the other hand was even worse, I did

the last dinner... So here it is, my last night here in Malaysia. Tomorrow morning at about 10:05 in the morning, my plane will be leaving Malaysian soil, and Wafiuddin is no more in Malaysia. Hello London~  My job here is done, time for me to take my leave, and I shall leave the rest to you.......

my about to be 31 years old brother in his Vios...uuuuuu~~~` the last berbuka, almost the whole Kemaman family was here the three Bro's lepak2 session at night see how beautiful Kemaman is at night!! my sepupu2 watching Toy Story on Hari Raya my tok sedara. He can't hear very well these days. From what I've heard, he looks exactly like my late grandfather whom I never had a chance to know nor play with. the outside of his house. He used to scare away goats when we came to his house. hehe my mom's fav thing, ketupat pulut... the infamous lemang Kijal tu weh! this is where we always buy our keropok lekor, a shop found in Kelulut! RM5 for 10 lekor of keropok lekor. mamat nie syok je isap rokok finally, Salam Aidilfitri from us all....

On this joyous occasion, I'd like to wish all of you Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri! Maaf zahir dan batin! (translation: sorry for all of my wrongdoings and all, if any) . So to commemorate this special month, I've decided to share with you guys one of my favorite Raya song!  What I like about this song:  The lyrics tell a story, a reality of a traveler who is far away from home during Hari Raya, how he longs to be home, unfortunately he can't afford to leave his work. It is a very sad song, even for myself who may not have been far enough from home nor have ever missed to celebrate Hari Raya away from my family in my kampung, Terengganu.  salam Aidilfitri from me & my family to yours~ I leave the rest to you.......