It was Ponggal (harvest festival ) y'day. My MiL called on Sunday , saying she'll be cooking and wanted me to collect some food for the kids n myself.

I left my home around 11.30am...reached her place at about 11.45am...left her place by 12.15pm......that was really jiffy,huh ! **phew**

I had to cook rice before the kids got back fm skool,alrite . So, we had vegetarian meals for lunch and dinner on banana leaves. Yummy indeed...definitely better than Komalas or any other restaurants in Little India. Nothing beats freshly fried hot vadai , payassam, sambar & vegetables . Homemade food = slurrrrp ! **burrrp**

On the other hand, i was nervous, almost the whole morning y'day, cos, im not too sure how my MiL would react towards the "new me". When i reached her carpark, i felt like i wanted to go toilet so badly...hehehe. (angin senggugut dah datang.!)

I braved myself, as i stood in front of her door...i called her out, she's praying. She opened the gate, w/o looking at my face. I acted calm and try to be as chatty, avoiding that "issues". But im prepared..just in case the "issues" were brought up. I went to the kitchen & quickly packed my food...hence the jiffy exit.

She didnt mention anything, like i expected or imagine. But, knew wat's playing on her mind. It was quite a smooth sailing,thou. I assumed my SiL (sister-in-law) has told her abt it, therefore, she roughly knew wat to expect fm my new ''image". I heart my MiL heaps actually. She's a great mom, i knew it fm the very beginning i met her. Somehow , we have our differences...just like everyone else.

However, The cream of the day.............. prayers do help ! Thanks Allah !