Friday, December 2, 2011

Friday Flowers- Media city lilies

I've had the company of some close friends these last couple of weeks . We had a great time together exploring the city , getting lost and stumbling upon some interesting places along the way .The weather is  cooler and we are enjoying the outdoors a whole lot more . I love my flora and fauna and Big K took me to this lovely spot in the middle of  Media city where you see parrots on palm trees and pretty lilies in the lake. There's a serenity  about the place that makes me feel I'm not in Dubai. Just beautiful.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Happy Find - Zaroob

Exploring Dubai has been limited to the weekends because my weekdays are now overshadowed by work.Yes you  heard right, I am now Miss Adla all over again .Oh the joy of working with other peoples children and Oh the joy that you get to return them to their parents at the end of the school day. It's a  brand new setting for me, it's the first time I'm tackling oopps I meant to say teaching Arab kids. Some are funny , some are rude , some are just too cute  for their boots.  It's all joyous and comical to say the least. OOooooh plenty of stories to share about them . One thing  to note  though is that  my Arabic is improving  a great deal , it's a good barter exchange . They learn English and I raise my Arabic to a newer level , like this one time I heard this little girl say Hashish Hashish and I was like Oh my god what did she just say and then I learn Hashish just means grass here like ofcourse I knew that . No need for panic and wild assumptions , ofcourse Hashish grows in her backyard :) So anyways I'm happy to be doing what I'm doing and if it ain't bonus enough Omar goes to the same school too, so  we''ve been lucky to escape tears and  those first day of school separation anxiety. Hooray  !

Now this blogpost is actually about a happy find, I thought it would be nice to share some  happy chirpy places I have stumbled upon .I am going to say this again, I am really satisfied that  food is not an issue here, I can eat anywhere and everywhere well just about everywhere Alhamdullilah . It is a blessing. So this happy find happens to be a street joint called Zaroob, its very cheery  and reminds me of  a Roti Bakar Menteng pushcart except that it's a little more glitzy in a quirky way. Love their play on colour and any place brave enough to let men sit on pink chairs deserves a mention on my blog. They serve levant street food , you get your hommus and your Manakish or as they pronounce it ' Manouche' ,were all really tasty. Big tick  for my tastebud. My sort  of an eatery and don't you just love those plates. Check them out  here Zaroob.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Eid in Dubai 2011

As Ramadan was drawing to an end , I prettied up the house  and baked cookies for Eid . Eid is the celebration to mark the end of the fasting month.We had a great  first Eid  in Dubai. Eidul Fitr Prayer begins at sixish here as oppose to Perth timing which is usually around 8 in the morning. Good thing I checked, Alhamdullilah everyone in the UAE celebrated Eid on the same day so none of that confusion we go through year after year in Perth,Thank God! I am  also blessed to have family here in the UAE and Big K has family here too from Singapore so we had a great day of visiting, meeting old friends in a new place, merry making and eating lots and lots of FOOD.Omar had his fair share of sweets and chocolates.Infact I had to bribe him with chocolates to get him into his Eid gear in the morning and that was the beginning of a sweet filled day.
My little prince in his Eid kondura , the headgear lasted a few photographs before it was swung around in cowboy fashion
So you see because I grew up in Singapore  I have  somewhat adopted the cultural traditions in which Eid is celebrated there. The majority of Arabs in Singapore are of Hadrami descent and most of us are 3rd or 4th generation Singaporean Arabs. It is actually the Malay Muslim tradition that we have colourfully embraced. We love their food and it has become common practice in Hadrami households to actually cook their Eid dish which is 'Ketupat and lodeh'. It is rice cakes served with a coconut gravy and a dozen other condiments. It is sooooo delicious and fate has it planned out wonderfully that there are a few  other Hadrami slash Singaporean families here in Dubai, so we pitched in, got our pots cooking and  feasted  on Malay dishes in Dubai, how delightful! We totally skipped the kabsas and the harissas this year :) and just for the record, Eid is celebrated the whole month of Shawal in Singapore, we might just do that here. Lets see! In the meanwhile , hope all our lovely readers had a wonderful Eid , let us know what are your special Eid traditions.

Saying it with love, Adla

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Friday, August 26, 2011

Got Dates?

As the last stretch of Ramadhan is upon us. I have been moulding a few sweet treats for Eid which is the celebration that will mark the end of this holy month. For the last couple of years (thanks to my Aunt in Doha for her recipe) I have made it a tradition to bake these date cookies better known as Maamuls. They are shortbread like cookies with a soft date filling. Got a  little snappy happy with the pictures. What are your must have favourite eid cookies ? Do share.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Definition of fasting by OMAR

A conversation  I had with Omar
Me: " Omar put your bicycle away"

Omar :." Mum, my bicycle is fasting "

And what he means by that is that his bicycle can go really fast. So much so for hearing us use the word 'fasting' lately , MashaAllah my little chap and his defiinitions . Puts a smile to my face everytime:)

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Getting along in Dubai

MashaAllah time is flying by indeed. We've done two weeks of fasting.I've been asked  if fasting is any different here than it is in Perth, well personally for me I don't see too much of a difference. Yes the  fasting hours are longer but anyone remember fasting in Perth late 90's , we had iftar  at like 8.00 pm , well iftar here is at sevenish so it's not that bad. Work hours are shortened for Muslims or  is it for everyone??? I don't even know the rules.I'm just going with the flow .The whole adjusting thing is coming along, I'm sure it's going to be  a continuous effort of adjustment but  we are taking it one step at a time. In the meanwhile..

How cool is this delivery scooter from our neighbourhood cornershop. It's called Milk and honey so reminds me of a Roxette song I use to listen to. I like that they have delivery services here. it's great for Hot Lazy days which happens to be every other day in SUMMER.
and this little chipmunk has been topless most days.
We are discovering a lot of new drinks.I'm glad big K is off  Coca cola and giving Dubai Cola a go instead. It's a date drink! I don't really like it.
I've been pottering in the kitchen, reacquainting with my kitchen equipment. Omar has requested pizza a dozen times over.
I am also juggling  some interior projects, moving and recycling furniture around trying to make this new place feel a little more like home . Omar always gets top priority with his room. I shall share an update on that soon.

And we've been really missing our Ozzie friends lately, hello to all of you down under ! WE MISS YOU!

In other news,The English premier league season has begun-talking soccer here... I've been paying attention thanks to Big K constanly ringing it in my ear . Speaking of the English, It's so sad to see what's been happening with the riots  in the UK .so so sad. Allah make it easy for everyone. In the meanwhile thinking of the people in Somalia too. Hope everyone's been able to pitch in one way or another in this holy month to help those less fortunate. 

Till my next update
Saying it with love,

Sunday, July 31, 2011

 Bismillah Ar Rahman Ar Raheem

Ahlan Wa Sahlan Ya  Ramadhan!

The time has come for us Muslims to  welcome the most glorious month. For those not familiar , I thought I'd share a little  about it. Ramadhan falls on the ninth month of the  Islamic calendar and it is the month in which  Muslims fast everyday for a whole month from dawn to dusk. Often enough most of the non muslims I know have heard of the term fasting but are not quite sure as to why we actually do it. Firstly I have to say fasting in the month of Ramadhan has been prescribed to us in the Holy Quran. It is one of the pillars of Islam.

The reasons for fasting to me is one that enjoins sacrifice, purification, forgiveness,generosity, harmony,sympathy and a whole lot of reflection. In this glorious month, when you abstain from food and water not only does  it make you hungry and thirsty  but you learn  through this sacrifice what it would feel like had you no food to eat on a daily basis. This realization in turn makes you sympathize with the needy who are constantly facing hunger. At the same time it encourages you to share your sustenance with the less fortunate.Sharing is caring and so the best of that caring is to be charitable. Fasting makes you ponder, repent and count your own blessings.You are reminded to Thank Allah for  his provision  and  to seek his forgiveness for your carelessness.You spend your hours in devotion to Allah, praying and reading his  glorious book, the Quran . The bonuses of this month are special supererogatory prayers known as Taraweeh which  are exclusive to the month of Ramadhan. It brings together Muslim brothers and sisters in  harmony ,unity and prostration to the Almighty . It has been narrated that Allah sends out his mercy and opens the doors to his heavens for a fasting believer and that truly keeps you motivated to keep fasting. To receive his mercy is the hope that every believing Muslim would like to be blessed with. Last but not least ,one of the fundamental reasons of fasting is that it is meant to teach us all self control, to not only abstain  from food and water but to abstain from anything  harmful, to abstain from wrong doings and to have a positive stride , to  do good and be well mannered to everyone at all times. That last bit I'm sure is more the struggle for a lot of us than the not eating and drinking bit but all I can pray for is to be guided and hope this Ramadhan will be a month of Self improvement  for myself and my loved ones and all fellow Muslimeens. So those are my reasons for fasting, 

To all my family and friends, 
As'shahar Mubarak.May Allah guide us to his right Path,
May the benefits of this glorious month be with you all

Looking forward to our first Ramadhan  in Dubai and saying it with love,Adla

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Friday Flowers in Dubai

Good morning Friday.Seeing fields of pink and yellow blooms.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Bismillah Ar Rahman Ar Raheem
Masjid at Palm Jumeirah
After a great deal of house searching we finally found a place to call home Alhamdullilah. We've gone the apartment route and my little somebody is  over the moon that he gets to go up and down the lift.We've moved out of the Marina to live on this reclaimed man made island. I was a little skeptical at first (was wisu/paranoia issues) but after calming myself down and assuring myself that part of Singapore was built on reclaimed land , I felt a little more at ease. Where we are at is called the Palm. It's less hustle bustle than the Marina , less chic hip I think but  I need  to be where the noise level is kept a little more at bay. The  noise this country creates with  revved up cars is appaling. What I'm loving though  is that I'm increasing my Arabic vocabulary by reading signboards . These are a few words or rather 2 words I've learnt :  (cheesy but whatever! )
Marina in Arabic is Marsa.. 

and Palm in Arabic is  Nakhlah

English is conversed more commonly in Dubai than Arabic or so it seems but I'm catching up none the less.

Anyone want  to play Arabic hopscotch :D
Our freight from Perth has arrived, so cleaning and organizing has kept me busy busy on my toes these last few weeks. I kind of regret chucking  out some of the things  that would have been useful to have here.  There are shops here , lots of beautiful home decor shops but the taste here is slightly different  from the the "Shabbyness" that I'm fond of. Who knows I might find myself a different sort of liking something ala Royale Sultan Brunei, dont they say you should grow accustom to your environment. You know that saying "when in Rome..haha!" I'm just joking, I think I'll stick to my shabby decorating, if all else fails theres always bedouin prettyness to keep me happy.

So marakech , loving the water , lined palms and my little life size model . smitten is an understatement.

In the meanwhile I  am exploring my new neighbourhood, we have a community masjid which is so beautiful. I love how they manage to infuse new clean cut designs with old charm elements. If anyone has been to the Islamic Museum in Kuala Lumpur, its pretty like that . Bright, airy yet intricate. The weather is still scorching hot. would love to venture out on foot but  thats reserved  for when  the heat subsides, I will be wandering around the neighbourhood for good snaps InshaAllah! I know there's heaps yet to be discovered.

The pictures above are not of the palm with the exception of the masjids dome. It's of another beautiful suburb called Old town. It's so rustic pretty, totally smitten and it happens to be close by to that massive gigantic  over the moon mall I was talking about the other day. Dubai is so impressive!

Till I discover more InshaAllah, thank you for stopping by.


Sunday, July 17, 2011

Jumping into puddles

Just before we left Perth , it was raining pretty much daily. Glad Omar had the opportunity to jump into puddles. It's such a contrast to the weather here, sunny , humid and dusty. Subhanallah, how different places on this earth experience different extremities. Adjusting to a new place and  all that comes with it is a CHALLENGE. I have cried so much this year, it's like we have jumped into an uncertain puddle  that I'm quite unsure of. There are days when I ask myself , " Is this move truly worth it? ". I  can only pray to Allah that he makes this the right path for us. Trying to remember to keep true to our intentions and reminding myself of these verses from the Quran.

“Verily, as for those whom the angels take (in death) while they are wronging themselves (by not performing Hijrah), they (angels) will say (to them): ‘In what (condition) were you?’ They will reply: ‘We were weak and oppressed in the earth.’ They (angels) will say: ‘Was not the earth of Allaah spacious enough for you to migrate therein?’ Such men will find their abode in Hell – what an evil destination! Except the weak ones among men, women and children – who cannot devise a plan, nor are they able to direct their way. These are the ones whom Allaah is (most) likely to forgive, and Allaah is Ever Oft-Pardoning, Most Forgiving.” [Surah An-Nisaa: 97-99] 

InshaAllah to anyone going through Hijrah, may Allah make it easy for us all. Looking forward to seeing  the rainbow at the end of the tunnel.Please keep us in your duas too.


Sunday, July 10, 2011

Arabic books

Just like everyone else ,one of the first few places I visited here was the bookstore. I now know they dont stock on Donna Hay magazines .I'm thinking of subscribing. On a more positive note, they have lots of great Arabic books for kids. Omar stumbled on this colourful book by Emirati publisher known as Kalimat.They have many books from different authors in their publication and I have just fallen in love with one book after another . I am a very visual person, anything colourful gets my tick. Last week we went to a book reading by one of Kalimats authors, Maitha Alkhayat. It was at the Alsafa library. Now I know they have Quranic classes for kids at the library too. It was so lovely seeing all these young kids reading the Quran. Anyway back to Maitha, shes a mother of four who wrote this really adorable book called 'My Own Special Way'. It is in Arabic and it is about a little girl learning how to put on her hijab, the illustrations are superbly cute too, it's a must have  for every little girls bookshelf! It was really lovely to meet Maitha and hear  her narrate the story in Arabic. She was so kind and gave Omar a signed copy of her first book  'I love my dads long beard' which she illustrated as well. Thank you Maitha, we will enjoy the books and we wish you much success as an author :)

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Running to Hatta and Eating Mandi

We took a drive to the border of Oman last week to organize our visas. I often hear people using the term VISA RUN and it scares me crazy. It just sounds wrong, it sounds as if your are absconding but truth is theres nothing illegal about it. What a visa run means is that you  get out of the UAE into neighbouring Oman to get your passport chopped and  visa renewed. Not all that bad an idea considering we enjoyed the drive and ate the best roadside restaurant Mandi ever.  Mandi  actually happens to be a Hadrami dish , so it's food close to my heart. It is spiced rice served with meat . The meat is cooked in a special oven in the ground called a taboon covered  in charcoal and dried leaves. I'd love to learn how to cook Mandi the traditional way because  I've always cooked mandi the playcheat way in a conventional oven.

So the border of the UAE that meets Oman is Hatta. I know there are a few borders as I remember travelling  through some others when I lived in Muscat. but from what I gathered (correct me if I'm wrong ) you can only do a visa run  through Hatta .The landscape is pretty much sand dunes on the UAE front and once you get to Oman its beautiful formation of rock mountains. So raw ,so earthy ,so harsh, so untounched , so blazing hot ! We are having temperatures above 40 °C at the moment. Here I am sitting in the car sipping through a bottle of icy cold Masafi  (the Evian  equivalent  in the Middle East)  I can't help but look out  the window and wander  what it must have been like for our forefathers who crossed these harsh terrrains. I'm pretty sure they were not steering the wheels of  a 4wd with the aircon on full blast. My great great great grandfathers were missionaries who spread  Islam to Asia  and they were also Merchants  who  travelled along the spice route to trade. What they did allowed us descendents the opportunity to interact with other cultures. Without their adventurous streak we would have not known Asia, we would not have known Africa, they way we know it now. You don't truly know a place till you live in it and assimiliate with it's people .It's amazing what they did, now as I take the migration path back to where we are originally from, well not the exact place but close enough. I know first hand how daunting this migration process can be. I cannot imagine how it must have been for them. I have nothing but admiration . May Allah bless them all  and give them the best of Jannah Ameen.I hope I find some of their strength and adaptability as I endure this journey we have chosen InshaAllah.

Here are some photos I took on the trip.

There were these pottery shops all along the highway and I had to stop and have a look. A few minutes of looking and some haggling got me a little something to keep too. Here's the man wrapping my fragile clay the best way he knows how.
On the way back from Oman we stopped  at this "Mataam" arabic for restaurant and we are ushered into  a family room. As with most Arabic styled restaurants, families are always given the option to dine in a private room. This one had the whole sit on the floor atmosphere with carpets and cushions.  Here's Omar doing his riding on a camel pose. (Nope we still haven't spotted  any camels yet!)

That's suppose to be me but the thing is whenever I'm not behind the camera, pictures just dont come out right! That or my husband  was just being artistic  :)
 Now here is what you call Mandi and in true Hadrami fashion  you eat it in a big tray with others. No one hands out plates ,so you better like your eating partner :)

Till my next  Mandi session, Have fun peeps. And to all my lovely friends who keep in touch through email and facebook. Thank you and thank you for following us on this blog.

Saying it with LOVE from the UAE,

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Cool like a penguin in a pool!

We went to this massive mall and it's not that I'm not accustomed to how extravagant /excessive we Arabs are but let me just pretend because afterall I'm semi sandgropper .I  have had the pleasure of living  my very quiet low key private lifestyle back in sedated calm Perth  for many many years and  suddenly kaboom I am now faced with having to do Grocery shopping at midnight , eating at weird hours, I just had dinner at 11 pm the other night,  the roads are busy and  there are people on every corner of every street. Oh  how my life has changed ! and dig this I'm learning that you shall not call an Arab household anytime before Zuhr prayers. If you are of nocturnal breed, then this is the place for you. hoot hoot! The heat keeps people indoors during summer and for all dramatic cool purposes,  Penguins live  in Dubai too , in an underwater zoo in this crazy massive mall which makes you forget all about the heat outside. What don't they have here, they've freaking brought part of the  Antarctic  here so at the end of it , despite my  new  somewhat erratic timetable, I'm left saying,   cool !! ( no sacarsm intended )
 If  you are in Dubai  and happen to visit this massive Mall better known as Dubai Mall, go say hello to these Gentoo penguins and  some other wowzie underwater creatures for that altogether different mall experience ,

My little penguin had a ball!

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Splish Splash

It is summer here in Dubai, I'm not complaining about the weather because I prefer Summer to winter. The humidity makes you a little more sticky wicky here but that's nothing a shower or two can't resolve. I have been taking Omar to the pool, he loves it and  I've been taking a dip in the water myself too in my Ian Thorpe inspired suit aka Alien swimwear. Fashion aside :D, we've been having a splashing good time in the pool and making some new friends Alhamdullilah. 

Here's Mr Baywatch in action, don't ask me how he got hold of the life bouy, here's where I insert, That's Dubai for you !  

I put arm floats on him despite Lesley ( swimming instructor in Perth) not recommending floats on children because it hinders them from using their upper body reflexes to move. Sometimes you just break the rule!

Wednesday, June 15, 2011


I am doing that comparing business where I go into a shop and rely heavily on my XE calculator (this super amazing  app on my iphone) that so conveniently exchanges rates for me. Most of the time I hear myself saying "oh my god oh my god , this is so cheeeeap!". Like how is it that I'm paying much more for BEGA cheese in Australia .It's made in Australia and I pay much less for it here in Dubai. I paid 80 cents for a bunch of bananas yesterday, can't help to think how it justifies us paying up to 12 dollars for a bunch of bananas in Perth. Point of story is that food is amazingly cheap here. On the other hand some other things are so overpriced. Took Omar to a Jungle Gym equivalent and paid something like 25 dollars for an hour of play. So all in all it adds up and it's  pretty much back to square one. Some things that are really expensive in Perth I am learning are cheap here and vice versa...

In the meanwhile we are enjoying snacking on this ,
I haven't found a super wow shawarma kiosk yet but if anyone knows of super duper shawarma place, please do tell.

Just for the math, you get 4 shawarmas here for the price of one kebab in Perth . That makes me a happy shawarma diner!

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Dubai Update

We are adjusting, slowly but surely. It is boiling outside but its not much of a bugger if you plan your day well and there's air conditioning Alhamdullilah.

So the past week has seen me mainly house hunting. We have seen at least 15 or 20 "potential homes" and so far nothing has won me us over. Being the fussy pot that I am or that we are. We have spent countless hours scouting the net for a suitable place to call home.Our main criteria is that it shouldn't be too busy a place and I don't know if thats a criteria to play by because everywhere in Dubai is  pretty much work in progress.You see cranes and construction sites on every junction which makes Omar very happy. It's an amusement park to him. It can be a little off putting for us adults hearing the constant drilling but I suppose if you want to make the best of your stay, you'll have to learn to live with it. I hope we find something soon, a sanctuary that will tick our boxes InshaAllah.  As they say everyone has a different cup of tea but I'm pretty sure I know what I like and what I don't like . Our freight should arrive the beginning of July so we have just about 2 and half weeks to find something permanent.  I'm on it pronto, feeling a teeny weeny doob doob anxious !

Oh and need I add I have learnt that things work differently here with Property agents. It's interesting to note that one house can be advertised by 10 different agents/ real estate companies. They put up different pictures and descriptions on their classified ads which makes you assume its a completely different house and then you arrive at the open house and realize sharks its the same property you viewed yesterday.Confusion much! That's Dubai for you, you'll be hearing me say that alot.

At the moment , we are at a service apartment in Dubai Marina. It's very city like, very chic modern.It's surrounded by sky scrappers and  has a stunning view of the marina where all the yachts are berthed. On the other side of the marina you have the ocean.I haven't been brave enough to venture out to the beach in this weather but I will in due time. Overall, coming from Perth , I am feeling very much like the country mouse who has moved to the city.

Oh and for my very dear friends who are reading this half way across the globe. Can I assure you that I have been doing what I know best. Yes ,I'm on that , how could I not be (exploring the city's shopping spots). I've been able to sneak in trips to the shopping malls on the pretext of picking up groceries at the supermarket. So much to be posted on that topic, it's a shopping paradise. For all my once upon a time shopping buddies. I wish you were all here to share in the magic too :)

I better get back to house hunting now .

Saying it with love,

Friday, June 10, 2011

Perth To Dubai

Alhamdullilah ala Salamah , we arrived in Dubai and the reunion was sweet. Omar was super excited to see his father after whats got to be the longest 3 months apart.The moment he caught a glimpse of Big k  standing behind the glass panels at the arrival hall, he ran towards him and smothered him with kisses and big hugs. Not letting his dad go for the next hour or so. It struck me how genuine his missing feeling must have been. That void of not having his dad around. Not a day went by in Perth that he didn't say '' Mum, I miss Abah, I miss Abah!" and truly he did.

I wish I captured that moment on video but I was sort of in a daze after a 12 hour flight .

I'm glad that my welcome to Dubai sailed through beautifully. It took me less than 5 minutes to pass through the immigration. I felt like I  was given sort of a special treatment, I say this because I had joined a que with 50 odd people and suddenly this immigration guy looks at me and  opens  a new lane  and says, "you come through here" .  I'm not too sure if it was because I had a child or that my hijab worked some kind of a miracle or that he just knew I was Adla who blogs on Ta-da!... hahaha I'm sure it is not the latter. Whatever the reason was , it helped and I felt very welcome which was contrary to how I was feeling when I was about to board the flight from Perth .

Ok to tell the next bit of the story let me tell you a bit about Perth International Airport. If you've travelled out of Perth, you'd know that their boarding system is one which requires  you  to climb down some stairs before boarding the plane, so if you know how steep those stairs are  you'd also know that it is such a hassle when travelling with kids and having hand luggage. Just to be fair I'd say that if you are accompanied by another adult then you could work the hassle out. Unfortunately for me I was not travelling with another adult and that evening Omar was not feeling very well so he was lying a little weak on the " airport stroller" and I had  a hand luggage filled with what every mother packs for a long travel. Diapers, wet ones, extra change of clothes  and some other necessities. So basically during my check in earlier I had requested for assistance and they said I'll be able to request that again at the gate and thats exactly what I did and have a guess what the response was when I asked politely? 

This guy says to me , " Maam , you should only travel with what you  can afford to carry, we don't offer assistance."  I shook my ear in astonishment. The thing with me is that I need a little  time to rebut and give anyone who says something extremely idiotic to me a good piece of my mind. I try to be nice at most times but if my arrogance needs to be displayed then you shall receive it well and good.
I  turn to him after a few seconds and say; " Excuse me , this is not the first time I am travelling. Emirates is a world class airline and I have travelled on Emirates and many other airlines many times prior to this and so has my son. He  is a full fledge paying customer, if he needs assistance then I am positive the  assistance is available upon request and just for your info, what's in the hand luggage are necessities for the long  12 hour flight. so please, don't tell me you don't offer assistance, please learn some tact and don't tell me just carry what you can manage. TACT is the keyword here. No tact for someone working in a service industry, appalling to say the least.

Two minutes later a smiling lady comes, takes me to a lift where some other 'western mums' travelling with children are already waiting. This lift will take us directly to the aircraft and she helps me with my luggage.Wonderful, what I needed I received because I made a scene! Had I not seen the other mums with children there I would have let it go that this was not a racial discrimination. The trials of being a hijabi in Australia exists. For those who  are hijabis and say it does not exist, perhaps you are wearing a really good pair of tinted shades. I for one have had to open my mouth , speak intelligently and voice out my opinion on many occasions just to receive that ' FAIR GO'. Just for the sake of proving my point, I asked another mum if the guy  told her what he told me and  she said, " No, that was awful what he said!" So there goes, it does get a little tiring having to prove that you are not a towel head who is fresh off a boat and be treated like a second class citizen. I am writing to Toll and Emirates and telling them that such inapt staff need more training on how to converse with customers.

Ok thats my rant, any-hu the hijab is taking me to a new, " I am respected if I wear something on my head " level here so I'm happy for that, Alhamdullilah.You are respected as a hijabi so much more, I think I might just go abaya shopping now. Be back to report on that soon .

Monday, June 6, 2011

See ya later Mate!

It is 7 am and I am awaken by the sound of a huge truck chugging into our driveway. I peep out of the window to see a 20 foot container parked outside. The container that will  travel the high seas with our precious memories.Two men come to the door equipped with bubble wrap and butchers paper ready to tackle the move. They work in the most efficient and systematic manner ever. I have nothing but high praise for how they did it all so quickly.If you are ever in need of a removalist, get in touch with Chess .Big thumbs up for them.

Seeing things get wrapped and packed away, it sunk into me that the day had come for us to bid farewell to the place we called home for the last five years.

Not that I am not accustomed to farewells , between Big k and myself, the last decade has seen us in 4 different countries, The UK, Singapore, Indonesia and Australia respectively but Goodbyes are always hard, it does not matter where we are in the world. However hard I try to fight the sad feeling , it creeps up every single time accompanied with tears ofcourse. If you have ever said goodbye to me in such a circumstance, then we must have cried in each others faces in one way or another. I know crying is such a raw emotion and nobody likes to do it in the open, well I don't like doing it in the open because I can't cry like Miss Universe . I'm so not a pretty crier but at the same time my emotion gets the better of me. If only I was a little more dramatic, perhaps I could use my tears as a weapon but thats a topic to be discussed some other time haha

I can't thank  all my dear friends in Perth enough,. I am overwhelmed by the kindness and farewell get togethers we've had. Thank you for opening your doors to us and just simply being part of our lives in Perth. We will miss everyone very much  but in true Sandgropper fashion, it is not a goodbye but rather See ya later Mate!

Big cheers to the lovely memories made in Perth, many accompanied with photos on my harddrive which  I will have to organize and when I do that, I'll be posting lots of "Perthy" photos up of places and of all you beautiful people, It will help me not get too homesick, so stay tuned for that.

For now Saying it with love and  let the Dubai adventures begin with Allahs blessings,

Saturday, May 14, 2011

The 365 photos in 365 days project

If you've seen me taking pictures, you probably know I don't go anywhere without my camera . My 365 day photo project is still rolling. Unfortunately I may not have the time to dilly dally with blog postings in the next few days, next few weeks perhaps. However I am sure I will  manage uploading pictures onto Flickr someway somehow along the way.  Do be sure to click on  my 'A picture a day ' link on the left of the blog to see my updated pictures.So far these are the photographs I have captured this year. I am so glad I embarked on this project.

Friday, May 13, 2011

5th May 2011- Tumblrs

Rewind back to the early 90's in Singapore. Remember the Ikea in Katong above Cold storage? We went with friends to this indoor playground called Tumblrs. It so reminded me of my childhood days when Ikea in Singapore had a ball pit and a ball pit only. Ikea is so shmancy fancy now.I've heard the 101 unhygienic reasons to not let your kids play in a ball pit but I take a chance anyway . How could I not when he loves it so. Deep down  inside I just do hope they give those balls a good spraying of Milton.