My world

I live in two worlds. One is a world of books. It’s a rewarding world. But my second one is far superior. My second one is populated with characters slightly less eccentric but supremely real. Made of flash and bones, full of love, who are my ultimate inspiration for everything.

Nor bin Ismail is a kind, decent, unfailingly generous person. He is my twin pillars. Without whom I could not stand. He showed me the meaning of life. He proved to me that I’m great outside and in. He showed that a rough world can be easily crossed with a great, strong heart. He taught me how to be strong and face the world with a mighty heart. My father told me that everything I do, I must do with my heart. I don't know if he know that I’m proud to be his daughter.

But my ultimate inspiration comes from my best friend, the dazzling woman from whom I received my life’s blood, Zaharah Bakar. My mother never gave me any idea that I couldn’t do whatever I wanted to do or to be whom I ever I wanted to be. She’d done more than a mother could possibly do. She fills her house with love and fun and books and music, unflagging her efforts to give me role models from Jane Austen to Patty Smith. She proved that nothing is impossible in this world. Even a rock can be as soft as cotton and as light as feathers. She showed to me the world meant nothing without love and care. As she guided me through this incredible 18 years, I don’t know if she ever realized that the person that I most wanted to be was her. Thank you, Mama. You’re my guide post for everything.