Little Women, Big Dreams…


I was trawling the articles on Buzzfeed and I came across another of their quiz that piqued my interest.

This one was about which Female Literary Figure I am. And, being the literary junkie I was, I jumped right in to do the quiz.

The result was:


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I could not have been happier.

Firstly, Little Women by Louisa May Alcott is my absolute favourite book (and, the movie was good too!) and secondly, Josephine March has always been the March sister that I could relate to, the most.

I cannot even begin to recall how many afternoons, I have spent snuggled in bed, and reading the book. Revelling in the adventures of the sisters, and their neighbour, Laurie.

I loved it so much that I would share my love for the book to anyone and everyone that would listen. So much so that, for my 25th birthday, Adnin, a dear friend in New Zealand who is also a book lover, got me an early edition copy of the book (brown pages, and worn out covers… Need to check which edition it was but it looks like it may have been the 1st Edition!).

My love for the book was also recently ignited again, when I discovered an amazeballs online shop that caters to all book geeks. Out of Print carries a range of clothing & accessories that cater to the truly discerning book geek in all of us. I have already gotten quite a number of stuff from them but aside from my “The Great Gatsby” tote bag and pouch (which I love to death!), I also got a “Little Women” pouch from them too. For those nights when I do not feel like carrying a big bag around and/or if I am driving hence there would not be a need to have a bag on me.
recc-1003-2_2The “Little Women” pouches are sold out, last I checked. But, they do carry heaps of other book covers turned to compact pouches (or you could get a “Little Women” jersey). You may find something that appeals to your personal choice in the form of a Pouch. Have a look around, maybe you will find something unique that also triggers memories from a simpler time?

As always, I tend to digress. But that is what happens when I start talking about something and an opportunity to talk about shopping comes up.

Anyhoos, I must say, the description from the quiz result was en pointe. I guess, I am usually thought of as, “the leader of the group who always comes up with the best ideas for things to do.” Although, “best ideas” can at times be in the form of stupid ideas that end up being just that- stupid. But, they do make for great memories, down the road. Amirait?

And, another point worth mentioning, I am definitely someone who is “extremely passionate about the things you love and sharing that with others who don’t agree can get you riled up.” I am pretty sure, the people around me can vouch for this too. Hahahahahahahaha it really is uncanny how a few answers on a random quiz, could accurately define me. But then again, these are the same points as that of a Leo. And, although I am not a believer in the signs of the stars, I can’t deny that I fit the characteristics of a Leo to a tee.

So, if you would like to try the quiz out for yourself, head on over to and let me know in the comments, who you got!

(I was banking on getting Matilda from the Roald Dahl book of the same name, but I am not too much of a dreamer or a person that likes to be by myself, I suppose)


Fahmi’s Surprise Party that Was Not so Surprised…

A couple of weeks back, the cousins planned a surprise Birthday party for Fahmi. His missus, Fuzzy, had orchestrated everything and got us all in on the action.

Since we sort of imposed our way to an invite to their crib, we decided to make it a potluck party, where everyone brings a dish or two, while Fuzzy ordered pizza for the whole clan.

The plan was to wait until Fahmi goes off for his isha’ prayers at the nearby mosque, before we all headed up to their crib, to hide away in one of their rooms, until he comes back.

But, unfortunately, as all surprise party tends to go, someone (or in this case a few people) will sort of ruin the surprise.

In our family, it seems to be a running thing that those nearest to the venue, would be inexplicably late. Honestly!

Their abode is in the east, and 90% of the Ummi Enot (my maternal grandmother) clan resides in the east. While, my brother and I (along with our parents, of course), are in the north, but yet, somehow, le brother and I managed to head to the east, pick up a couple of our eastsider cousins, and then head deeper into the east, to pick up the cake, and then promptly, made our way to the party venue, at the stipulated time (which was agreed upon by ALL the people from the east!).

But with four of us already at their place, a couple more cousins (shout out to eez n jhan!) made it just in time to hide out in the dark room, waiting to spring a surprise on Fahmi, when he gets home.

Meanwhile, the other 80% of the Eastsiders were… uhm… (might I say, dumb, without meaning any harm?) a little too obvious in hiding out in their cars in the basement parking of the place, where the birthday boy was entering, to go park his car in.

Without a doubt, the birthday boy saw their cars but he feigned ignorance, when he went up to what he thought was his empty- save for his wife- apartment.

After settling on the couch, the wifey texted us to come out and surprise him, to which, my dear brother (bless his heart), took it upon himself to go all tactical, military stealth mode, and lead us to literally “spring” a surprise on him.

Birthday boy was, to our amusement, mighty surprised, that he hid his face in his wife’s arms! Were we an excited bunch when that happened! Hahahahahahah! We have a video of the actual surprise, but unfortunately omertà prohibits me from sharing it. =p

Guess, it was a successful surprise, nonetheless!

The rest proceeded to come up to the apartment and, slowly, stories of how each of us had a hand to play in ruining the surprise, unfolded.

We proceeded to prepare the food that we each brought, while waiting for the pizza to get delivered… I broke a vase right of the bat. I am really sorry, Fuzzy! I was trying to be helpful but ended up being a nuisance. Hehehehehehehehehe.

Anyhoos, heaps of pictures coming up!


This was the spread of food we had, BEFORE the pizza arrived.

I contributed the fried fishball skewers and marble cake in the top left hand corner, while main beetch did her famous sambosas, and the Keswi and Corn Pudding at the top of the picture was courtesy of Hanim. Mas brought the Indian Rojak and those Grapes were balance from le main beetch and I’s, cheese platter (pictured below).20150131_212515Without giving too much of a cultural shock to le family, we started with milder cheeses in the form of cheddar (I KNOW!) and brie… Thank you to the lady of the home for the mad awesome cheese board… =D Need to invest in my own, if I want to actually start proper cheese board arrangements in the future… 10958710_10154030798509619_6864909812163142678_n

Here’s a picture of the ladies sans Hanim. Le main beetch and I are still busy with our cheese board, as you can tell.


A selfie to try and get the early birds in on one shot but as usual, the guys (excluding le overly enthusiastic brother), would never actually entertain our selfie-ness… -_-

When the pizza came, everyone was quick to get a plate and get in on the action. By then, it was already close to 930pm and, everyone had missed dinner on account of trying to make the party.IMG-20150201-WA0013

It is always nice to catch up with the family over food. We had a good catch up of what’s been happening with the world, with the family, and also made some jokes about our “failed” surprise. We also decided on some future plans that should happen soon. (Cousins’ Paintball… Fug Yeah!!!)20150131_224124

Our lovely hosts… The Birthday Boy and the awesome wifey, with the kick ass Ice Cream Cake. Mad delicious too! Wish I wasn’t full by then, I could have helped myself to a second helping of cake! Hmpppppph… Dreaming of that Sticky Chewy Chocolate Cake!


After that, we began the games. And, it was Cranium up first. It was a Girls vs Boys affair, and well, as expected, us ladies wiped the board clean with them boys, and their foolishness. Girls Rule!!!

It was nice as then, we moved on to play Heads Up with half of the room vs the other half. Well if we stuck to the rules, we might actually have had a definitive idea of who won, but since we did not, we cannot tell for sure.

Oh well…

Anyhoos, it is in gatherings like these that I feel truly happy to have been born into this family. With all our fights, arguments, and insults, we really are what family is really all about. When the going gets tough, I know that it is in these people that I can safely share my thoughts and ideas, and it is they, who will be there to provide a solution and an answer.
20150131_224034Well then, that was that. Would like to take this opportunity to wish Fahmi a blessed birthday, once again and may our family ukhuwah remain as strong now, and forever, inshallah. =)

Till the next blog post then, ay!? Keep on finding an adventure!

Struggles of the Daily Peak Hour Commuter

It’s a long line, a wait that seemed never ending. Dare I say, there were over a hundred of these zombie-like beings, waiting eagerly, with sunken faces and clouded eyes. Everyone had somewhere to be, some place to rush off to for a long day and it was becoming a fairly excruciating wait.

I was one with these band of zombies. I, too, was mirroring their exact facial expressions. I, too, could use a little bit more light in my eyes. But it was not going to be easy.

How do you look for the optimism in the daily struggles of the average man?

How do you find it upon yourself to break into a smile, although subtle and more so of a hint than the actual smile, when you look around and see the faces of the disgruntled, peak hour, commuter?

Although I was pissed at the long line I was a part of, this early morning, I soon realised that everyone else would be just as pissed as I was, if not more. I consoled myself into thinking, these people probably had bigger struggles to deal with. I was blessed in the fact that the situation I am in, was a situation that I could avoid, should I really wish to.

I had a choice.

I feel that many of my fellow queue monsters, did not.

I could be wrong.

But that is the kind of thought process one would go through, as one waits eagerly for the highly anticipated ride to roll up.

And then, a low rumbling noise and the soft screech sound of the brakes, interrupted my idle thoughts, as our bus finally came up to the berth. Those of us who were far from the designated queue of the berth could only look in disappointment as the others began boarding the all too small, single carriage bus.


Could the transport providers not provide a bendy bus (double carriage) during this extremely busy period?

We watched as the line that was moving fast upon the arrival of the bus, began to move in the slowest of pace, signalling that many in the front of the line, had chosen to skip boarding this already full bus, for a guaranteed seating on the next.

While the rest of  us in the back, who had barely scrapped into the alumimium barriers that marked the line for the bus route, could only sigh and pray that the next bus the providers send out, was going to fit the rest of us.

It was 8:15am and I was going to be late.

A Long Overdue Post… Updates, Updates, Updates…


I am really not being “on the ball” with this blogging thing huh…

So much for documenting my adventures… I guess I am starting to realise another reason why my first blog is now, defunct. Not just that I was afraid of prospective employers judging me through my juvenile postings, but also because I never found time to sit down and properly pen down posts.

Hahahahahaha… So I guess, let me just list the adventures I had since this blog started, and strike off the mad overdued posts as I blog about them. I might blog about them not in the order listed as some are more picture heavy and others are more words heavy  (if that makes any sort of sense)

Anyhoos so I owe you guys:

Adventure Posts –

Turkey Trip with my Girls

Milan Trip with my Girls

KL Trip with my main Beetch (We met the brothers for dinner, there, high flyers dinnering in KayElle and shit…)

Lombok Trip with la famiglia (Mine and the main beetch’s)

Nas’ Wedding (Don’t know if I would want to blog about this, but it was somewhat a fairly emotional day for me)

Annual Family Chalet that totally rocked our socks off!

Random Cousins gathering (Brunch after chalet and Fahmi’s Birthday, mostly)

Upcoming Traders Putri Harbour Stay (Mad excited for this! Even if le main beetch and I are going up with our annoying as brothers)

Creative Writing Posts –

A short I am currently working on from my Phone

A prose I am attempting about daily commute (I know right! How much more boring can I become!)


Wow!!! I have my work cut out for me.

Anybody out there knows how I can upload MULTIPLE images onto WordPress, at one time? As opposed to uploading one at a time?

Honestly, with my trigger happy fingers, I am always snapping away at the randomest shit but I hate that I have to upload it one at a time! And, I think I have typed “one”, “at”, and “time”, too often in the last two paragraphs!

Maybe I should not have jumped too eagerly on the WordPress bandwagon? Hehehehehehehe I remember blogger used to allow me to upload multiple pictures in one go, then all I had to do was wait for it to be embedded on the blogpost and then type out the contents.

I really don’t know. I wish I could just be writing here, all day err day but I obviously can’t. Actually, it is sort of therapeutic to be typing without a direction. It’s been awhile since I allowed myself to rant. Ahhhhhh I don’t know…

Anyhoos, do follow me on instagram @shahnazt if you would like to see my day to day adventures, live! 

Till then, it’s ADVENTURE TIME! =D


Alright then,

So much for keeping up to date with the blog.

You know what I need?

I need a device or app or something that transforms my thoughts into a blog post. While I am in the middle of something exciting, I always have this blog “post” slowly constructing in my head.

It usually sounds like an exciting post and then when it is time I pen the thoughts down, it doesn’t sound as exciting as it should be. Bummer.

Yes, I should have a pen and paper with me at all times, BUT when I am living the moment, it seems a bit “bleargh” if I were to stop doing what I was doing, to pen down my thoughts. Plus, my memory is not as amazing as it should be. Argh!

9289067-brain-explosionSo, I was introduced to an app called It is amazing, most definitely. My gripe with it is that it is only available on mobile and I hate typing long texts on mobile. I love the clickey clackety sound my keyboard makes as words slowly form on my screen. Mobile just does not cut it for a writer, I suppose (pretentious, much?).


That, is also the problem I have with the WordPress app. I downloaded it with high hopes of constantly updating my blog, with the many adventures (big and small) that I have. But, again, the thought of penning down a post on mobile just turns me off.

I do not really have a laptop or PC at home. I am always either using my phone, my tablet or ipad, and in some more lazy situations, I am on my TV. Yeap, I surf the web, sometimes, with my TV. So, that is why it is harder to actually motivate me to write a blog post.

My laptop (Mr Ace R. Maze) died on me yonks ago and I haven’t really the time to send him off to be revived. He was my most trusted writing partner and I did not get to transfer most of my writing that are still left in him, only managed to transfer a few to the external hard drive. Which! Also, has been giving me problems of late. Damn technology, sometimes.

So, I actually need to move around my wish list a little bit. First off, get a damn PC or laptop (the TV was a buy that was meant to replace the need for a laptop/PC, which I did not think through, fully!). Wasn’t a cheap buy either! So a computer of sorts first (or fix Mr Ace R. Maze, whichever is friendlier on the wallet), then only can I think about getting my (D)SLR camera. Haizzzzzz… Been wanting an SLR for the longest time now, but I guess I have to prioritise my needs.

Well, look at me ranting. If I put in half this much effort to rant, you would think I could put in just as much (maybe a little more) to write a proper post. Especially since, I just came back on an adventure in Mystical Turkey (Türkiye) and a short little one in Fashionable Milan.


Istanbul, Turkey


Milan, Italy

Do not even get me started on my lazy-ness at completing the Daily Post Challenge. That was a short lived dream, to say the least (if you count 3 posts as something even remotely considered as reaching a goal).

Alright then, I think I better stop it here. But, I will stop with a promise that, the blog post on my first day in Turkey will be up soon-ish.

If I can get on my WordPress! It’s been so long that I can’t seem to remember my log in details! Oh, I type my posts first on Microsoft Word before publishing it on WordPress (irrelevant information, really!).

Okies, finally in! Looking forward to penning down my “First Day in Turkey” post!

Till then, Happy Adventuring! 

Fun Filled Friday

Well, yesterday was a very exciting end to the long work week. Met up with my two girlfriends of 17 years for a Murtabak feast. It was a long overdue meet up and the whole night felt like we never lost touch for a bit… Laughters were aplenty and it felt like we were giggling school girls again… So, we went all out with our feast… Ordered Briyani on top of the 2 large murtabak and 1 small one…


I like my dhal while they fancied their murtabak dipped in curry…


The delicious Murtabak that was quick to disappear…


The briyani rice was fragrant and the lamb was perfectly spiced, without being too overpowering.


Tried the Sardine Briyani and wasn’t a fan… Never liked Sardine if it wasn’t prepared by my mom or not in an epok-epok


Ordered a second round of Murtabak, but accidentally got lamb instead of beef… Not exactly happy about the mistake but oh wells… Waste not, want not… Next time I have murtabak, I’ll remember that I want Beef Murtabak only… Even though beef is not exactly my favourite meat, outside of steak…


Anyhoos,  we decided to take a walk along the streets around Sultan Masjid, and the sight of the mosque in the evening was truly a sight to behold… Majestic would be an understatement… We stood on Bussorah street just staring up at the mosque in awe, while we marveled at its simplistic, yet detailed, architecture…


We ended the night with a mandatory stop at the Sarbat stall for a cup of Teh Halia and Teh Tarik, to cap the night off… It was an awesome night of catch up and discovering the city we had severely taken for granted…

Getting my Inca, on! – Daily Post Challenge

I loved getting into today’s Daily Post Challenge!

So, the Daily Prompt for today is:

Ready, Set, Done

Today, write about anything — but you must write for exactly ten minutes, no more, no less.

Time: 1727hrs

Well about ten minutes ago, my colleague handed me some Organic Dried Incan Berries.

I am more familiar with the other name it goes by, Gooseberries. We have the “fresh” ones sold, here, in our supermarkets, or sometimes, they are commonly seen, as cake toppers. Yeap! Used as cake decorating!


I must admit that they have a sort of other worldly looks to them. Eating them always starts off with, me imagining that I am eating some exotic berry, from a far far far away land. That thought will quickly float away, as the tangy sour taste, awakens your senses, and gets you into a shaking fit, as the taste hits you.

But, before I actually tasted these dried ones from my colleague, it was introduced to me as, Incan Berries.

Pile of Incan Berries(1)

With my fascination on all things ancient related, Mayan included, I reached out and took one of the raisins-like treat. I gingerly took a nibble, and what followed, can only be described as, out of this world “cracko-ness”.


/krak-oh- nəs/


Informal. unusual; crazy; bizarre;

Not only did I go into an uncontrollable shaking fit, my face scrunched up so badly, that I was almost afraid that it would freeze that way permanently!

But, I loved it! In fact, I am thinking about ordering more of these awesomeness! I read that it is an excellent source of Vitamin C, Anti-Oxidants and also demonstrated anti inflammatory, anti viral, anti histamine and all that other health things.

Any other, Inca Berries (READ: Gooseberries) enthusiasts out there? What do you use them for?

Time: 1737hrs