Do you ever get THAT feeling?!

One morning, I wake up feeling great and I'm looking forward to a brilliant yet busy day. I jump off my bed and yawn, rub my eyes, jump into the shower, a cold shower keeps me fully awake. Grabbing my breakfast I then run to the bus stop and I'm waiting in the icy cold for the bus to train station to work, I could barely breathe and I felt a cold coming on and I thought ''oh no, not again'' I quickly check the mirror and I noticed the red nose, and then run to the corner shop to buy myself a packet of tissues. The bus finally arrived, and of course it is crowded, it's morning and the main road is blocked hence the crowded bus...

When I was on the train, I'd expect to be feeling happy but somehow for a strange reason, I wasn't.. I don't understand why I'd be upset after a good night sleep. I spent all morning pondering about it at work for a while. I have thought of many reasons, I perhaps thought maybe it was the dreams that affected me or it was an idiot who insulted me the day before.. and many strange thoughts went through my mind.

When I spend my lunch in a cafe drinking a banana milkshake it has started to put a strain on myself, I began to feel a bit annoyed with myself and I feel too tense especially around my neck/shoulder. I've given up thinking about it, and begun to get on with my own work.

When I was set to go home, I hurried to the station and waited forever, I felt like it was eternity, I stared in some empty space for a while, I suddenly blinked my eyes when the train went past quickly. I went on the carriage which has lots of seats. I sighed and sat down and then one moment unexpectedly when I have forgotten about it- it hits me and then I start getting some flashbacks and of course I have come to a conclusion why. My eyes started to water up and I'd begun to sniff. I kept telling myself ''Moona, don't cry and just hold it back.'' If I'm being honest, the feelings are impossible to explain, it happened to me not too often but when it does, I get scared.

There were times when I tried so hard to understand but when I do, I could not talk to anyone about it because I was worried I'd make a fool out of myself and I find it hard to pour my heart out, no, it is not about trust issues, it is just me that is the problem. I keep thinking about it all the way home and it has caused me a lot of tears but at the end of the night after having the company of the family, I'd gotten better, later that night in bed, I was hoping that the next morning I would wake up happier and I did.

Daddy, can I borrow £10?

This is something to make you think about…

A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5 year old son waiting for him at the door.

“Daddy, may I ask you a question?“ “Yeah, sure, what is it?” replied the man. “Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?“

“That’s none of your business! What makes you ask such a thing?” the man said angrily.

“I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?” pleaded the little boy. “If you must know, I make £30.00 an hour.“

“Oh, ” the little boy replied, head bowed. Looking up, he said, “Daddy, may I borrow £10.00 please?“

The father was furious. “If the only reason you want to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you’re being so selfish. I work long, hard hours everyday and don’t have time for such childish games.“

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy’s questioning. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money. After an hour or so , the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son.

May be there was something he really needed to buy with that £10.00 and he really didn’t ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy’s room and opened the door.
“Are you asleep son?” he asked.

“No daddy, I’m awake,” replied the boy. “I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier,” said the man. “It’s been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here’s that £10.00 you asked for.“

The little boy sat straight up, beaming. “Oh, thank you daddy!” he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills.

The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the man.

“Why did you want more money if you already had some?” the father grumbled. “Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do,” the little boy replied. “Daddy, I have £30.00 now… Can I buy an hour of your time?“

MORAL: Spend time with your kids!

Losing someone you love.

I'm missing Rita so much, I gave a lot of thought about her yesterday after seeing my grandfather sadly passed away. Everyone came to my house to paid respect to my grandfather and I remember the exact feeling rushing throught me when I learnt that Rita has passed away. I was heartbroken, and I couldn't ever imagine how my father is feeling. I too was heartbroken because I hadn't met him, well I did when I was a baby but I was too young to remember anything. I want to give my daddy a hug but unfortuately he is in Africa at the moment, I'm glad he is spending with my grandfather's on his last breath as he hadn't seen him in 23 years. I can't imagine not seeing my parents for more than twenty years. It must be a heartbreaking feeling, and I couldn't imagine what my father is going through right now but I know my father won't regret this for the rest of his life. Losing someone you love, close to is never good.  Losing someone is the greatest pain anyone can face and it is a painful feeling to have them snatch away from you. But it's a circle of life, everyone who are born will die eventually. Don't be sad that they've gone, you should be happy that you met them and remember the special time, memories, the happiness, the sadness that had shared between you and that strong love bond.

The animated Moona.

Illustrated by Mr Billy Read. 2008.

I have a dream...

Happy Martin Luther King's day.


Martin Luther King Jr. Day is a wonderful holiday for families because it allows parents and teachers to discuss the valuable lessons of equality, compassion, and understanding to children of all ages. People all over the world, especially Americans celebrates the birthday of civil rights leader Martin Luther King Jr. on the third Monday of January.

MLK's speech ''I have a dream'' inspires me..especially this..


I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.


Yet King is perhaps best remembered for delivering his 1963 “I Have a Dream” speech in front of a quarter of a million people in the Mall in Washington, DC. His famous line, "I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character," still resonate today. Thanks to him, today wouldn't be the same if it wasn't for his legacy speech of racial equality and discrimination.

Queen of last minute.

I'm a Queen who just appears love to do things at a last minute, if I'm being honest, I'm quite an expert at it until yesterday...when it decided to come and kick me in the face, talk about karma.


What happens was, I want to apply for university next September 2011, I thought the deadline was on 27th January until a friend pointed it out, that it was on 15th January. I literally panic, so I meet up with a friend on Saturday (which was a bad idea seeing it was on the day of deadline but I didn't realise it would backfired). We brainstorm, discuss and she wrote up a perfect personal statement whilst I write up my referencer detail contact on UCAS and I wasn't aware that they need theirs confirmation, so I text them, they replied they were away for a weekend means they wouldn't have any access to internet and I was almost that close to have a heart attack. Hours and hours passed by, I started to panic and I keep thinking those thoughts going through my mind. I was past the deadline and I though ''it is over.'' a frend keep reassuring me that things will be fine but today, the panic is now over because it is all sealed, paid and sent. YAY. Now I just hold on tight, keep both my fingers and toes crossed... and wait.


I'd say it was an eye opening experience for me, never leave anything important until the last minute because you will never know when it will comes to kick you in the asses. Deja Vu.

January obsessions.

Have I got the January blues...?? 


It is January of the year 2011. WOW and I'm feeling shit, what is the meaning of ''a new start'' but I'm sad because I actually did enjoyed the holidays, chocolate, christmassy films, warm home, duvet, hot chocolate, mince pies, delicious food, snow & family to get together and now it is all over until next year.  I realise something, you don't need to wait for 1st January every year to celebrate a new fresh start because every day is a fresh start for us when we wake up..life is too short.


Okay, this month, with Dexter and The Script are my newest obsessions. Every night I must have a fix of  either or/both of ''The script'' - a band or ''Dexter'' - TV series, it's about a blood analyst but he is also a murderer, the interesting thing about him, is he only kill bad people. You see, I wouldn't say I'm not a big fan of music BUT The script has got me hooked, like I'm literally addicted to them. I love their music, their words to my ears are actually soothing, so calm. When I'm listening to it, I can actually feel myself that I'm into the video, stepping away and sing to it. I now sing to it when I'm in shower or vacuuming my bedroom. My favourite are; Nothing, For the first time and The man who can't be moved. I don't know why I love this songs, it is like it about is my life. Haha, okay I'm exaggerating a bit here. :)

Goodbye tears. Goodbye heartache.

So long 2010. I loved the year 2010, because it brought me happiness, sadness, tears and fantastic experiences. I couldn't believe how so fast time flies and honestly I didn't wanted it to end but it has to..I had a brilliant year, I met so many beautiful peoples, visited beautiful places, Kathmandu, Kenya and Holland. I won't let the year 2010 be the only year where I get to discover the beautiful world outside England. Every time I go abroad, I'm starting to hates Londoner's attitudes, they are so uptight and snob whereas people around the world are so unbelievably incrediblely kind. I didn't had any new year's resolution, why? I never successfully did them, and I failed them...miserably. I will just get on with my life, and grab every opportunities that come in my way, and smile. Ignore people who drag me down and I just need to hold my head up high and smile...like there's no tomorrow. 

Hi 2011

I celebrated NYE in London, the theme is ''sexy and red''  I wore a nice black velvet dress from New looks, along with red accessories and a hairband with a small pretty rose on it. The whole outfit are from New Looks. I feel all glam up and pretty. I was ready to partying.. met some people who I hadn't seen for ages, dancing & chatting the night away. :D

Here is some snaps I took from a brilliant night out.