Nadiah Alwi

My job makes me wander around blogs with posts on home interior. Oh, they have so many pics with beautiful homes. I have to try not to droll seeing them.

Talking about home, I might have to say goodbye to the house in which I live for almost all my life — I only lived in another house for 2 years, and I moved back in this house. I am so sad about it. But, unfortunately, I have no choice. It’s not mine.

I can’t tell you the reason. It’s private.

Moving out of this house, I might have to live in another house which is not mine either otherwise I have enough money to buy a house of my own. Amin to that.

Back to those blogs. They have these great pictures — I told you about it, I know, I just am so excited about it, I feel like telling you again — of pretty houses. Those are how I want my house to look like.

Yet, only God knows when that dream would come true or if it ever will.

Back to the house I live in now, I feel so sad for having to leave all the sweet memories behind. So sad.