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Quote ~ May 7, 2014March 9, 2015 ~ husnizainal

If I die alone, may the story of my life finds the soul mate in other people’s heart.

Future is death, present is life, embrace the time.

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Immortalizing Memory

Early morning strolling in Ukhiya; Our basecamp for the Rohingya crisis response project. The greenery quite pleasant, and provides protection from heavy rainfall during the monsoon season. Also, pretty “instagrammable” I must say! 🍃🍃

MSF Asia Scientific day this year was full of great speakers that showcasted innovation, reflection and experience from @doctorswithoutborders operation in the region. The key note speakers highlighted thought provoking motion of how humanitarian worker should reevaluate its relation with the planet. “Planet is a patient” is not only a new jargon for crisis response but should be part of our daily operation. I personally enjoyed my first time visit to India 🇮🇳 ! Had a good time with @delhibylocals exploring the old Delhi, I would definitely recommend them for anyone who wants to explore Delhi and getting to know the intertwined history of city, emperor, and religions. One takehome note for me; Okra with yoghurt and deep fried paneer are the new recipes I definitely need to master! So delicious!

Pallumara; A sour and spicy fish soup seasoned with tamarind, cumin, kaffir lime leaves, chillies and extra pungency from lime juice and fried shallot. It is a standard cuisine that you’ll find easily in any of the buginese kitchen. My mum ‘s Pallumara is a winner; a catch-of-the-day red snapper head cooked in the yellow broth is the lunch menu I’m not dare to miss. This morning I found a tuna head in the fish market and got the idea to recreate my mum’s pallumara. Although finding the right seasoning was a challenge since fresh tamarind is not widely available. Luckily, I found pangium (Keluwak)! This poisonous fruit can be made eadible by fermentation, and commonly use in Bangla cuisine. Mixed with tamarind sauce and it gives the sour kicked I expected from a heavenly taste fish soup. 🐟 Being far away from Makassar, a taste from home always give me that warm feeling. :)

The last 10 days of Ramadhan is pivotal. It’s the time when the moslem around the world seek to observe the Laylat Al Qadr [The night of power]. It’s also time when the market bustling, and people prepare for the Eid celebration. I was out to the burmese market in Cox’s Bazar to observe how people in Bangladesh prepare for Eid and get myself a handful of lychee that now in season, when I saw this ricksaw driver waiting for his costumer.

The second week in Bangladesh and I’m enjoying my new running track. 🏃🏻‍♂️🇧🇩

Kopi Setia was established in 1960, and has been my family’s favorite coffee suplier for three generations. I remember accompanied my late grandmother, riding a rickshaw from Pasar Sentral to jalan Irian to purchased “KP” coffee powder as a gift to our family in Sidrap and Bone before they embarked the Hajj, back in the day when the short distance rickshaw ride cost 2000 rupiah and coffee hasn’t hit the hipster test bud.

Had a good time participating in Edinburgh #parkrun and record my PB after 4 months absent from regular physical exercise, though I think I pushed the tank more than I supposed 😐 Also, Cramond is such a pretty neigborhood, it gives me the southern France vibes. Stunning little area 🏡

It’s that season of the year again, when the cherry blossom blooms, people wear a lighter coat and bagel is back as our favorite light meal. #thisislondon

There is nothing quite like the sunset in London. 🌇

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