I went over to my mother's yesterday afternoon after sending Aliyah off to school. Brought along some fried rice with a few pieces of chicken nuggets. In the fried rice, I shredded a few belalai gajah leaves. Just as an added "nutrition". On a side note, I grow belalai gajah in my garden. From 4 sticks simply shoved into a flower pot, I now have quite a healthy little bush. Siap boleh bagi orang pokok lagi. I try to eat the leaves as ulam once a week. Blending them with green apples takes so much effort! Just this week, I had this funny headache right after drinking air mata kucing at Aliff. The drink was too sweet. Berdengung telinga, as I always say. After taking a few belalai gajah leaves for dinner, alhamdulillah, the headache went away. Anyway, back to my story. I sat with my mother throughout Friday prayers while my Angah went to the mosque. I told her I was not in a hurry. She ate some of the fried rice and savoured the nuggets. All the while, the TV was showin...
It was Sarah for the first 5 years of her life then one fine day she decided to be called Aliyah instead. This is the story of Aliyah's mother, her family and her thoughts.