We burnt the midnite oil at khulafa quenching thirsts with horlicks, iced-milo, hot tea and rose syrups hearing to Westlife Soledad, Plain White T 1234, Glenn Fredly Januari and not forgetting Faizal Tahir Gemuruh (my MPP-8 will laugh at me should they know I listened to this song at this hour...hehehe). With nan and tandoories while surfing the net via wifi, these are treasurable moments. Me and DH will miss the company of Aiman once he leaves again for Hamilton.
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