PART 1 : FIGHTING OFF THOSE DEMONS CALLED COMFORT ZONE.
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| Azman's Cake. See how close together those Extensions are on the lowest tier? It made him puked at the end of the day...but..beautiful ain't it? I salute him. |
Assalamualaikum
and hi dear readers,
How
is everyone this week? Good? Alhamdulillah…. Not so good? Take it easy and
think of it as a practice to make you a better person in areas you’re lacking.
So in the end everything will be good.
When
I go through a bad situation, I’ll cry it out and pray and then tell myself
that come tomorrow, everything will be better coz the rule of the universe
(sunnatullah) dictates that nothing ever stays the same.
So
anyways, we had a repeat of Royal Icing Class last week. Wow! I tell you respect
them all, Kak Aida from Tokyo, Azman the IT guy, Zac who owned her own cake
business in Bt Pahat, Cake B'licious and Ziqah of Scrummy Cakes who makes beautiful cakes.
They really are a bunch of determined lot.
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Despite her age, Kak Aida gave best and
came out with 2 awesome cakes.
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| Kak Aida's Monogram |
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| Azman's Swan Cake..unbelievable right? I mean he's an IT guy! |
Azman
for instance, worked too hard on getting the perfect extension for his
bridgework that in the end he had a huge migraine and threw up in his car on
the way home. But he came again the next day with renewed energy.
Zac, bubbly girl from Bt Pahat. A budding cake artist who's work is meticulous and neat, always ready to try something new. Love her energy! She came in on the first day at 8 am after driving from Bt Pahat early in the morning. Wow!!
And then there's Haziqah. An awesome budding cake artist from Cyberview. Simply superb. Look at these Royal Icing cakes.
Royal Icing class: students in action.
I now am making it my business to guide them with their chosen colors, especially in terms of color combinations. Alhamdulillah...I think I succeeded in choosing colors that reflected their personalities and it show coz they were all happy with the results. I'm happy to have had touched their lives in my own small ways.
Each
has their struggle coming to every class but they are determined to learn
something to improve their lives and I believe they will be really successful
people.
Talking
about success, well… I too want to be successful. But I know I don’t have the
right formula. I have been doing some guessing work all these while. And while it seems to be working I feel it’s
about time I get some help.
The
moment I thought about it, my inner voice, my loyal companion, whispered that
word that scares me the most. FAIL! YOU WILL FAIL.
You
ever have that? That small distance voice that seems to follow you everywhere
you go. I believe that everyone has this small voice that echoes negative
thoughts. Every time you want to do something that will disturb you in your
comfort zone, this voice will spring to life.
Usually
it for me it’ll be something like this (read this in a whisper) –“Farida, you are
doing just fine. Your husband is more than capable to cover for you if you
can’t do it. Why would you want to tilt that balance in your life. You have
more than enough. You are living a comfortable life that most people would just dream of....And worst of all.... if you try there’s no guarantee you will
succeed. Then if you FAIL..you’ll be known again for your FAILURE. You don’t
ever want to go through that ever AGAIN.....DO YOU?!!”
That same familiar voices that because of my past, had been my most loyal companion..though at times I managed to elude them... then I decided. Enough is enough. I have to do something. I feel complacent is setting in. I've procrastinate long enough, and so.....
That same familiar voices that because of my past, had been my most loyal companion..though at times I managed to elude them... then I decided. Enough is enough. I have to do something. I feel complacent is setting in. I've procrastinate long enough, and so.....
I
ignored these voices. I did the unthinkable. Joined the FREE seminar held by
Richworks titled ‘Asas Jutawan Industri’ one fine Sunday. Of course I went to that seminar with a skeptical
mind. I wasn’t at all convinced that this guy Dr Azizan could do anything to
help me change my life (not that it’s in shamble anyways, right?) But I had
nothing to loose since it was FREE. And I was free that Sunday so I went. I was
curious.
You
want to know what happen? Something even WORST happened! … find
out tomorrow night.
