After a week well spent in
Manchester with
K.Ma +
Family (I had a splendid week, really!!), I headed my next journey to
London by
National Express coach. The journey had cost me
GBP7 for one way ;). The way to
London from
Manchester was a splendid journey. SubhanAllah, what a lovely scenery. Passing through fields full of yellow flowers. It reminisces me of the journey that once I had 3 years ago. .
Have to admit that, the journey was a very sentimental journey..
Just couldn't believe my eyes, that I'm here once again.. :)
Thank you,
Allah for giving me the chance..
Arrived at
Victoria Coach Station,
London around 930pm after an approximately 4 hours of journey from
Manchester City. I was quite confused in finding my way to
Victoria Tube Station because you have to walk a few yards to get there from the coach station. Suddenly, a flash back of memory came through me. A flash back of me +
Abang berlari-lari nak kejar bas at the station, hehehe..
And hmm,
I guess that is how I found out my way ;). Memories keep on flashing on me.. That night, it was a very sentimental journey...
From the
Victoria Tube Station, I'm heading to
Whitechapel where,
Fini my junior friend awaits me there.
Whitechapel was
Abang's (once a part-timer during his
ACCA study) office situated. Stayed in my friend's
Queen Mary University hall. Being a medicine student, she was a kind of busy. I felt quite bad for bothering her, but she was a great host + a good cook too!!! Betul tak,
Fini? Hehehe..
The next day was the day of walking through the memory lane..
Heading to
Oxford Street, thinking of finding some souvenirs for the love ones at home. It is still the same
Oxford Street as 3 years ago, only the difference is that, they have a
BIG
Primark store now. I thought
Manchester's was quite big enough, but na-ah.. this one is much bigger.. :P
With the time left, I headed myself to once-I-called-home,
Kensal Rise.
It was the place where me +
Abang spent our years together in starting + building our new marriage life, the place where I kept on trying recipes in order to sharpen the cooking skills, the place where every 3/4 weeks, we will pull off our heavy duty luggage -full of dirty laundry to the
dobi :P, the place where approximately every 2 weeks we will stretching the hands + legs muscles down the town, carrying heavy stuffs shopped from
Sainsbury for the groceries. It was the place where we start to learn from each other, on being 'give + take' and on being 'forgive + forget' through some ups + downs in surviving the obstacles of life...
And,
not forgetting..
It was the place when we share our new life with the not-so-little-anymore cheeky
Monster.. :P --> Aufa
Keluar-keluar dari Edgware Road Station, nampak signboard ni: I pushed a gorgeous baby on my birthday at this hospital.
Huhuhu, we love riding on this bus. So, that we can slipped in at the back door without paying for the tickets, hahaha.. Ni,
Abang yang ajar, hehehe.. :P
The nearest tube station to our
Kensal Rise home
The tube station's
Way Out stairs: I used to hate these stairs SO MUCH, when heavily pregnant with
Aufa :P.We used to have the difficulty in pronouncing the road's name correctly. Instead of Esh-ben-hem, actually it is pronounced as esh-ber-nem, muehehehe.. :P
This used to be our Home Sweet Home. And, mind you.. that was the lucky car owned by Kak
Fauziah (our landlord's daughter) that had took Me +
Abang to the hospital when my water bag's broke. Lawaks, kalau takde Kak
Fauziah ni.. for sure kitaorang amik tube or bus nak ke hospital.
Aufa was an express labor baby, nasib baik.. Kalau tak, sure
Aufa jadi anak angkat
London's Transport, hahahah..
And, as I said before..
It was really a sentimental journey. The breeze of air, the surrounding.. It looks like as if, I have been never left this place before. I felt that, I still belong here. Walking along the street, makes me feel SO thankful to
Allah, for giving me the chance to be here again. I still remember, before we were back for good last 3 years, I had promised myself that, one day I will come here again... and, it was fulfiled.. Allahu Akbar.. And, I came as a different
Baiti- the one, who has courage to travel ALONE from
Manchester to
London and
Southampton by herself without fear ;).
And, hopefully I will be there again in a short time, insya Allah, bi iznillah..
Ps: Dear readers, sorry for not replying for some of your comments, being quite bz lately. For those who keeps on wondering, where on earth is
Baiti? I'm here.. I'm back in
Malaysia. Will be here, Insya
Allah for the next couples of months (or years?) ;).. hopefully.. Pray for me.. I will just leave the best decision to Him, the Almighty..
