love in the air

-that's the title of the book i just finished reading.
it's by an author called james collins, and it was the first time i read him.

quite impressive i must say.

a typical storyline, but vivid description.
left me with beautiful visuals.

on the subject of authors, gosh. i have no idea why, but my ability to retain authors' names in my memory is close to zilch. even if i thoroughly enjoyed the book. which can be highly frustrating!

anyhow, only 2 days more to Bangladesh.
i am partly glad, partly sad to admit that it was only today that i truly found out what i want to do there, the stories i want to pursue.

i have been feeling terrible. like a bogus journalist.
the feeling is, if i might repeat, terrible.
i am doing the little i can do to redeem myself.
i feel judged, and it feels awful.

but i shall try my best. to have faith in myself.

on another end, i am going to miss rayn eshan very very much.
it will be the FIRST time i dont see him for so long.
and i worry.

and what more?
the heart is a complicated little thing, isn't it?

holidays holidays

well, i decided to put up a short post.
after a long time.
one of my last few posts led to a string of events which was basically disastrous.
i am pretty much in rehab now.
it feels good.
but as all people in rehab will feel, the temptation never dies.
although in my case, it should pretty soon.

my hols have been fulfilling so far.
i have been nannying a very very active and huggable and squeezable little monster.
haha, amazing man. the sweetness, cheekiness and the amount of energy!

there are things to talk about.

i want to talk about all of them.
but right now i should go and get ready.
to meet feebs!it's been loooong.
i am slowly catching up with my friends.
anyone else wana meet up? :)

take care.
ciao!