indeed a beautiful reformed ramadhan and syawal which i hoped i get to maintain till the next ramadhan.

a night of touched heart and soul. a day of gratitude and prostration. a habit revived.

and visits to my elderly uncles and aunts in which i found the need to visit. for they remind me of my grandparents despite their flaws and past mistakes. who am i, as their niece to judge?

and will forever be missed my beloved grandparents. never. never forget.