They Prefer Dying – haiku

They prefer dying
To living with a big heart
Full of guilt and love?

Singapore – March 7, 2020 / 16:00

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One of my good friends called me yesterday ranting why I should put unnecessary personal risk by allowing myself to continue business trip to one particular country during this COVID-19 outbreak, while others decided to drop their trips there.

“Rijk, you’re just a statistic. If you die, hundreds will fight for this hot seat. And life goes on without you because you are just a bit of trillions of forgotten memories.”

“I just feel I’m very healthy and I’m gonna be fine.”

“One last reminder: a rose will only be remembered when it dies.”

“You are scaring me? You mean I will die because of the virus?”

“Yes, in a way that you should not be a fool today just to avoid busy end of year. You never know what’s going on. That country will never disclose the real situation. Look! Historically their ancestors preferred ending their life in an irresponsible escapade entitled as honoured suicide to making peace with their own life. They can’t bear guilt or shame. Hey, Rijk remember they might not be able to bear love. So better think twice about your adoration to anything or anyone from that country. Hahahaha….!”

Bloody cold-hearted friend!!!

My head shakes. Should I cancel all my trips to that country?

My heart stands still. I will be fine and I’m going.

May all beings be happy…. 🙏🏼

It’s On My Way Home – haiku

It’s on my way home
There is a road not taken.
Mine is the right one.

Singapore – Mar. 3, 2020 / 17:45

There are times I’ve gotta make a choice, the best of mine. Mine is always the right one because there is no correct or incorrect – there are only right and left…. 🤪

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Weekend Cooking & Sketching – my mood

Weekend is always fun with cooking my own food. Never say my food is bad. However it is, I’ll eat it and say YUMMY!!!

And of course sketching, writing and walking!!! 🥰

May all beings be happy!

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There’s Nothing Too Much – haiku

There’s nothing too much.
It is just you who don’t have
The capacity.

Here now 🥰

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Some people underestimate others by saying “that’s too much”. It is not always the case….

Some people say “that’s too much” just because they can’t digest that “too much” with their capacity.

So, if your brilliance gets “that’s too much” comment, step back and look. You’ll find those people’s capacity is way too low and can’t reach your level.

May all beings be happy.

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What Should I Do Now? – haiku

What should I do now?
When the brain’s frozen, rotten–
Reset to zero.

Singapore – Feb. 24, 2020 / 7:45pm

What will people do when finding that there is one big mistake laying as the base of the whole life? Like when someone finds that the way s/he perceives god has changed…. I can imagine how chaotic his/her life is.

The only thing to do is to reset to zero.
Don’t think,
Don’t judge,
Don’t evaluate,
Don’t ask question.
Just observe any thought or question,
Look into self,
Accept what it is,
Be with yourself,
Embrace who you are.

Karma is a bitch
Yet the worst is when the bitch reminds you for payback.
Don’t let your next life is the repeated, unfinished lessons
That will punish you again and again,
That will make you stupid person again and again.

Better meet the bitch now and pass the test.

May all beings be happy.

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Thanks for the picture to: https://www.motaword.com/blog/famous-translators/the-little-prince

Three Cats In One Day – haiku

Three cats in one day
Challenged what sharing’s about:
Sacrifice or deed?

Bali – February 21, 2020 / 22:13

Cat seems to be a natural attraction for me, either I’m attracted to them or they are to me. Good thing is cat is sweet and adorable so I (almost) never reject cat.

Today I found at least three cats; six actually but only three were framed through the camera, the rest were too fast to catch or too serene to disturb.

Cat has taught me a lot of thingS especially about how to be relaxed yet of fully alarmed at the same time. My first pet cat, Bob was the best teacher on those two things – hope he is now happy across the bridge seeing me more and more relaxed with my own self. What he did was true sincerity, not a mathematical take and give. Thank you, Bob Kucing!

May all beings be happy.
May all feline be adorable and loved.

🐈

Ma’am, You Are Off Spec – haiku

Ma’am, you are off spec.
What do you mean, I asked them.
“I’m sorry, just saying.”

Kuala Lumpur – Feb. 18, 2020 / 18:07

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When changing outlook, people will experience many different responses, or nothing at all if they are not either likeable or hatable. Both poles might respond to your change in contrary opinion: if you change in their favour, they will tell you you look better; if you shift away from their taste, they might tell you you could be better. Don’t worry if you are so so, they will ignore you and things go well.

I went to a supplier today and it was another first visit to the site since July when I was still “doing fine” according to their mindset. My colleague already hinted me of what comments I would get from the people from this particular company. She said I would be “audited”.

And, she was right.
Read through my conversation at lunch time – some details are omitted due to its level of sarcasm.

S (Supplier): Hey, Ma’am! Long time no see.
M (M): Hey!
S: What happened to you?
M: Nothing.
S: Your appearance?
M: Why?
S: You are off spec!
M: Am I a kind of laptop now? (laughing bitterly)
S: I mean you look better in previous style. I’m sorry just saying, not criticising.
M: Oh if that’s what you mean….
S: Bro! (calling his colleague who also knows me) What do you think of her? Better in previous or current look? Better previous, right? Right? (the other one smiled in embarrassment and said “before”). See, he said you are better in previous look! Aiyooo! What happened to you? Two people already said this! Why? Why? Why?
M: Thank you for your compliment. But more people said I’m better in current look.

I thanked God I finished my lunch when he interrogated me. If not, I would secretly sprinkle wasabi on his meal. I know he doesn’t eat Japanese food and it would make his day worse with wasabi in curry.

I walked back to the meeting room and still chuckled with the “You are off spec” 😂

Oh Love, I’m suitable working in an electronic company. God bless me…. 🥰😄

I Am A Lady – haiku

I am a lady,
Was born and grown in Java,
Will travel the globe.

Singapore – Feb. 11, 2020 / 19:45

I feel more and more feminine and I like it. I’m comfortable to be a woman although being a woman is not always easy in my original culture, Javanese. I am not a typical Javanese who are shy, withdrawal and submissive to the male and yes-yes-yes whether liking it or not. I will be in those mode in some situations but I don’t feel them as my nature. All those traits shall be presented as a response to a situation, not as a nature.

Once one very mean aunt said to me in a very sharp tone “You are not a Javanese lady yet, my child! Learn. No man will want to marry you if you are brave, confident and vocal.”

I didn’t say anything because I was just 12 at that time. I didn’t even know what was Javanese lady and marriage. What I knew was I played with girls and boys together.

She sounded cruel but she was right that no man has married me until now. She would say (if she happened to be alive today) to me it is because of my failure to be a Javanese lady; but if she were still alive, I would tell her politely that it may be because the men approaching me just failed to be a true gentlemen. I will not change myself into the Javanese lady characteristic that has been in a biased assumption in my community and family.

I never doubt myself to be what I am now – I might change but to better state. Moreover, I found a good reading that describes a Javanese woman in the eyes of a modern Javanese woman. It might not resonate 100% of what I consider a woman be but at least the way the writer positions herself helps me understand why I never fitted the boxes brought to me before.

What an enlightenment!

Thank you Google for bringing me to Staying True As A Javanese Woman

….. and maybe this too if you wonder how an ideal Javanese woman should be in different perspective: Ideal Javanese Woman???.

Life is full of magic and I’ve always found the magic to be a female from my beautiful archipelago.

May all beings be happy.

Salam….

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People Won’t Get It – haiku

People won’t get it.
They don’t have to. Let it flow.
Life’s to experience.

Singapore – Feb. 9, 2020 / 21:11

When I felt hurt, I would say to someone why he was so mean to me even when I didn’t do harmful things to him. I realised that I was not supposed to say that because he was doing it to protect himself, to serve his need, to love himself. I probably would do what he did in the same situation…. Hmm no, I wouldn’t though ☺️

Though feeling guilty, I won’t apologise because he probably doesn’t need my apology, he probably also understands why some statements bursted in such situation. Or the worst scenario, perhaps he doesn’t even want to have contact with me forever. It doesn’t matter, some people’s cave is just much deeper to reach in. All maybe….

Human beings’ Life is full of ups and downs that are only understood by the individual. Even the closest friends who know him/her won’t totally get it. So why do I have to persuade someone to explain oneself to me? I might not get it either just like my friends don’t get what’s truly my experience.

Dear Self, take a break. I’m tired of fighting. I want to float like all those stuff flowing with the river to the ocean….

May all beings be happy….

Namaste.

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Isn’t It Easy? – haiku

Isn’t it easy
To live in a good place where
You’re well protected?

Lower Seletar Reservoir – Feb. 8, 2020 / 9:30am

I just wanna live happily although fish can’t be fished and entering area is restricted for the sake of my own protection, health and safety.

From my walking track today…

 

Can You Pack It Well? – haiku

Can you pack it well?
It takes forever to do
If you’re amateur.

Singapore – Feb. 3, 2020 / 20:31

My nephew is flying back to Indonesia tomorrow morning – he spent 5 days taking over my bed snoring and shopping around useless things just to celebrate his belated 18th birthday that was supposed to be December 2019.

Now he was busy stacking all his clothes and shopped items into his medium luggage. He wanted to show me that he was capable without my help so I didn’t offer my help until finally he gave up….

“Can you help me hold the other end of the luggage?”

“No, not only holding the other end but you need total help. Let’s repack, boy.”

He didn’t agree but finally followed my instruction on unpacking all, stacking things first then inserting the next things later.

Packing is like putting on clothes for me. Perhaps packing and unpacking luggage shall be part of my official job description. So don’t try to beat me for packing things into luggage or trunk. I can pack things very nicely in quite short time. But don’t ask me to pack things into backpack — I give up. I still think traveling in backpack is super fun except that the clothes will be crumpled making me look even messier and my back will ache…. I wish I’m naturally cute and strong. 😊

“Let me do this luggage ‘coz I’m one of those professional luggage packers, boy. Pack your own backpack, I am not accountable for that….”

“So, you don’t help me with this? What kind of aunt are you?”

“Honest one. God bless me, Vito!”

😂

Of course God bless you, too dear nephew. Safe flight.

 

Don’t Be Sad Too Long – haiku

Don’t be sad too long.
Those who died don’t always die.
They live in our heart.

Singapore – Jan. 31, 2020 / 23:18

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Rest In Peace, Kobe Bryant.
You are loved, you are remembered.

💞

For the one who is deeply saddened by Kobe’s passing away, please release your emotion. Please be sure Kobe is in a better place, playing heavenly basketball with Gigi and the angels.

Rekindle Kobe in your heart and embrace Kobe’s good quality as part of yours.

May all beings be happy….

I Peep All The Apps – haiku

I peep all the apps,
Close them then get back to mails—
New window shopping.

Manila – Jan. 28, 2020 / 22:00

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How many applications do you keep in your smart phone? I saw a friend’s iPhone with one hundred fifty (150) apps including the original apps and the games, social media, productivity, etc.

I have some apps – no game anymore as they gave me more stress than fun. I killed my Facebook, gave up Twitter, keep Instagram and WordPress, make a new Pinterest. I browse around those apps when bored or before sleeping. At the end of the day I’ve gotta back to check my email….

Opening and closing the apps is like a new form of window shopping. Good! At least I save energy and money. 😝

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Let’s Go Get The Moon – haiku

Let’s go get the moon.
Why not sun? ‘Coz it’s too hot—
Too bright and too far.

Manila – Jan. 27, 2020 / 17:57

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I never want something perfect, I just want something accessible that’s why I don’t want to expect anything from whom or what I love.

Life, please bless me with blessed and beautiful happiness – just perfect enough with all my imperfection.

God bless the moon, the sun and the earth.

🙏🏼

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I Swear – sweet song

So sweet…. 😊

Enjoy….! 😍

I swear by the moon and the stars in the sky
And I swear like the shadow that’s by your side

I see the questions in your eyes
I know what’s weighing on your mind
You can be sure I know my heart

‘Cause I’ll stand beside you through the years
You’ll only cry those happy tears
And though I make mistakes
I’ll never break your heart

And I swear by the moon and the stars in the sky
I’ll be there
I swear like a shadow that’s by your side
I’ll be there

For better or worse, till death do us part
I’ll love you with every beat of my heart
And I swear

I’ll give you every thing I can
I’ll build your dreams with these two hands
We’ll hang some memories on the walls

And when just the two of us are there
You won’t have to ask if I still care
‘Cause as the time turns the page, my love won’t age at all

And I swear by the moon and the stars in the sky (I’ll be there)
I swear (and I swear) like the shadow that’s by your side
I’ll be there (I’ll be there)

For better or worse, till death do us part
I’ll love you with every beat of my heart
And I swear

I swear (I swear) by the moon and stars in the sky
I’ll be there
I swear like the shadow that’s by your side
I’ll be there

For better or worse, till death do us part
I’ll love you with every (single) beat of my heart
I swear, I swear, oh, I, swear

I’m Not Supergirl – haiku

I’m not Supergirl.
I am a super woman.
Now you get that, right?

NAIA Manila – Jan. 26, 2020 / 14:30

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After standing for more than 30 minutes queueing in immigration counter and hustling to conveyor for my luggage, I was now waiting for the shuttle car to EDSA.

I don’t know why some gentlemen don’t act like gentlemen. They cut the line, THEY CUT A LADY’S LINE.

I said to that particular gent. “I queue before you. Are you in a hurry?”

“Oh oh I’m sorry. I didn’t see you queue.”

What?!

He took my car without saying thank you. I promised to give him a gift of sarcasm if I meet him in the hotel.

Life is not always sweet but a bitter man is unacceptable!

May all beings be happy.

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Sun Rises, Sun Sets – haiku

Sun rises, sun sets.
Earth is shadowed. Time is formed.
Twelve hours is gone.

Up in the sky – Jan. 25, 2020 / 10:18am

Why do you worry about time? It doesn’t exist. It is an agreed cycle that has haunted human beings for centuries and now is traded with their freedom.

You are limited with all that is scheduled that is timed – breakfast at 7, pick up at 7:30, meeting at 9, lunch at 12, dinner at 8, sleep for at least 7 hours blah blah blah….

And when the 12 hours of the dark is spent without sleeping, they call you not healthy — I don’t wanna sleep, I wanna daydream about my love. And when the 12 hours of the bright is spent without working, they call you idle – I am not working for your approval, I work because I know what I do is useful at any time for certain group of people. And when the 12 hours is gone, they tell you that you are getting old – my body deteriorates but my heart and soul are as fresh as morning dew!

Why are some people judgmental?

Don’t they know that I don’t have breakfast because if I do then I’ll be sleepy as heaven the whole morning. I hate 7:30 pick up because it is when I’m supposed to attend the nature call. The 9 meeting is so awkward; people stare at you like zombies who are ready to eat your brain as theirs are almost dried because of your predictable speech. Lunch at 12 – can it be pushed to 2? I want to sleep at 12! ☺️

Many need to compromise and ‘coz I wanna be called normal, I agree with 12+12=24hours productivity. Among many I’m like walking backward though 😝
Actually I’m not, I’m flying forward and have to wait until they reach my point.

Happy short weekend!

May all beings be happy.

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Joy of Gardening – haiku

Joy of gardening
Is seeing buds appear
After a long wait.

Phnom Penh – January 22, 2020 / 18:35

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This morning when watering the plants I was given a good surprise by one of the orchids in the balcony. A stem of buds has come!

I got her last year from a plant nursery near my favourite durian stall in Ang Mo Kio market. I can’t remember the color, it is either white or purplish white – my grey matter doesn’t even cooperate to recall a color of my orchid.

An amateur plant lover, I’ve been desperate that some of my orchids didn’t seem to bloom again. Only one has produced flowers again and again, the rest are just rooting and greening. Now that another orchid gets joyously blooming, I have a hope of levelling up to less amateur orchid lover. 🌞

This orchid has a twin next to her. Her twin is still struggling with the root and leaves. She might bloom, too once the roots and leaves are getting stronger. I really hope not only these twins would bloom, I have four more that haven’t happily shown their flowers. Please, dear orchids….

I’ll buy you the best durian if you all bloom! 🥰

May all beings be happy.

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Alarm Wakes Me Up – haiku

Alarm wakes me up.
None beats these back-to-back trips
Except the laundry!

Jakarta – January 20, 2020 / 21:00

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The busy days have come before a short break of Chinese New Year. With all the lined-up flight schedule in my iCal, I feel energised to meet some amazing people who dedicate their life for perfection of what simple things they’ve chosen to do.

When I review my schedule, it is like a fantastic juggle among packing, fly out to B, working, fly in to A, unpacking, laundry, packing, fly out to B again…. fly out to B again…. 🤪

I bet some people get bored to fly to the same places. I don’t. I like meeting people – the same group of people. Some annoying, some sweet, some emotionless, some smart, some shy but all I’ve met are light bearers creating workplaces healthy and safe from physical, psychological, occupational and environmental unfair treatment. But….

…. I don’t like one thing: with so many short trips with unpacked laundry, I don’t have enough clothes to pack. Damn! Sometimes I regret of having too few a clothing yet too many books and rings. Gotta buy some simple clothes soon 🤪

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Highway 4 Hanoi – chatting

After long time no see, I met old friends in Hanoi. We agreed to have dinner in Highway 4, a restaurant whose owners used to be the guests of a hostel owned by my friend’s parents. So it was a rendezvous for us and for my friend and his ex guests. Merry!

Most of these friends are good drinkers. I prefer not taking any sips and becoming a cheerleader who looks more drunk than those who drink. They planned to have 3 rounds of drink in different places: first in the Highway 4, second in another place and the last one in the other — I didn’t have any idea where those two were. I said good night and left earlier before the 1st round ended.

Although I could not enjoy all what they did, I thought it was a very warm friendly night. I didn’t always understand what they were talking about but there was always someone translating for me or they just switched into English. The funny thing was that they would punish anyone who spoke the most English by forcing him/her to drink another shot. That’s where my laughter wouldn’t stop especially when they blamed me for making them speak English.

What a good night!
Note: Friends won’t give up friendship even when some habits are just different.

See what those crazy friends did to persuade me to drink with no success.

Friend 1: Ok, you come again next time. You must drink, ok?
Me: Water

Friend 2: I’ll find you a good Vietnamese guy if you drink.
Me: Find him for me first then I’ll drink!

Friend 3: This is wine! Not beer!
Me: I read the ingredient.
Friend 3: Cone on. That is a wrong label.
Me: Then I don’t trust Vietnamese beverage.

Friend 4: Drink.
Me: I don’t want to look crazy.
Friend 4: When you are drunk, you think you look crazy but actually people think you are cute!
Me: 🤪

Friend 5: Forget about tomorrow’s work. You only have now to drink.
Me: You drink more, talk less.

The rest of the group: Drink!!!
Me: (finished one glass of water)
Them: Not water!!!
Me: 😘😘😘
Them: (given me up and ate)

Hanoi – January 15, 2020 / 22:07

 

The Art of Cooking – haiku

The art of cooking:
Beautify! Joy of eating:
Break, chew, swallow, go!

Hanoi – January 13, 2020 / 21:26

What’s for dinner? Healthy food please….
And, pretty food for tonight please….

When served to me the food was fabulously arranged. The food was at the same time the garnish. I had to think twice if the food was worth eating or just worth picture taking. But I was starving so….

To make it a perfect dining, I decided to beat the chef’s expertise with my eating skill. His skill is to prepare good and beautiful food. Mine is making beautiful delicious food broken and enjoying it with my heart and soul.

The waitress came back.
“How was the food, Ma’am?”

I said,”Amazing! Please tell the Chef I’m sorry for destroying his work of art.”

Thank you, Life for all the blessings.

May all beings be happy.

Below are two pics of my first served “before and after”. 😁

Beeps And Honks City – haiku

Beeps and honks city
With coffee shops and good smile—
Here I’m back, Hanoi.

Hanoi – January 13, 2020 / 18:42

What’s for dinner? 😊
No coffee, no beef, no pork, no alcohol this time
No worry. Hanoi still has a lot of that!

I’ll have noodles without meat 😝

You’re Getting Antique – haiku

You’re getting antique,
Put on pedestal: high price,
Alone, not lonely.

Between two islands (WIB to WITA) – January 9, 2020 / 19:19

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The more understanding someone is about life, the heavier one’s thought is before expressing, yet the lighter one is from many worries – ideally…. One becomes more quiet, or still talks but with better perspective – ideally….

Then we meet people.
Sometimes because of our experience people respect us but the more respect we receive, the more suffering we will be if….
…. if we think life is merely about reaching a certain position based on others’ respect.

Or, we think our experience is not well recognised and we feel frustrated. We become blindly hardworking, slave around to get recognition, smile around fake. Gosh! Life becomes a burden than a blessings.

Relax, my Love. Life is beautiful enough with self respect. Others are not judges, they are just fellow Travelers who oftentimes think they are better than you.

Build your own pedestal, dear Self. One that is made of positivity, sincerity and integrity. That’s enough for you to enjoy the rest of your life with those genuine around you.

May all beings be happy.

None Is Left Behind – haiku

None is left behind.
Humans, animals are saved—
Humanity served.

Here now, in my silent heart

Flood is everywhere in my beloved country (Indonesia) and rescuers are the physically busiest of all. The good things are getting better, not only humans but also animals are rescued. There shan’t be any to be left behind even those they call non human. Those that you love in your good time shall receive the same care in your bad time no matter who or what they are….

God bless all rescue units who have worked hard soaked in the flood to carry babies, children, women, old people and others underprivileged including animals pet or cattle. God bless them.

Anyone is functioned differently. Some are active on the field, some financing, some fixing the root causes, some whispering to the Universe to save all of us.

Sending love, prayer and whatever aid I can…. 💝

Incineration – haiku for 2020

Incineration
Is open, ready to burn
Rubbish. All is well.

Singapore – December 31, 2019 / 20:40

New year again? 😼

Although a year is just an agreed cycle, it has always directed a human being (me) to (nervously) plan things – end of year feels like a Management System practice for me: reviewing all the goal, action, gap, errors, plan adjustment, take away and self-scolding of why-this-why-not-that. Of course I’ve failed in many corners and turns every single year. Umm…. It doesn’t matter, lovely Self. 😘

And taps on my shoulders are enough to celebrate some success. 😘

Learning from my stupidity, I decided to make 2020 an incineration. A central waste plant to destroy each and every memory and/or situation that doesn’t serve my journey anymore. Decluttering!

I have a long virtual list of those needing to be burnt! One of them could be YOU! 😁

Thank you, 2019 for the ride and lessons. You are loved, you are remembered. Rest In Peace.

Happy New Year 2020! Welcome, this new Self!

Health, Love, Stock Price!

I wish you are all blessed through your own blessings.

….. One more: God bless all animal rescuers on earth! 💝

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A Bowl Of Corn Soup – haiku

A bowl of corn soup
Served for lunch without pepper—
Can’t be any better.

Singapore – December 27, 2019 / 21:00

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Mbak Sari cooks for me everyday during her stay and it makes my tummy full and happy. Today she made corn soup and I love it.

I remember years ago when I was a Uni student. My friend and I were “assigned” to take care of another friend who was hospitalised for long time while her parents lived in faraway island. Of course we didn’t have to cook for her as the hospital did but I can remember how difficult it was to convince her that all food was good and had to be finished so that she could get stronger and recuperated. Sometimes my friend would just tell us to eat the food that we refused.

Mbak Sari’s cooking is far from the taste of my friend’s hospital food. Mbak Sari’s is made perfectly with friendship love and care for me to recuperate soon.

Just 3 more days for her to stay…. Hope all her cookings do me good for those 3 days and I can get back to work completely up and around.

May all beings be happy.

💝

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Not The Benefit – haiku

Not the benefit,
It’s love shown as a form of
Token of friendship.

Singapore – December 25, 2019 / 22:00

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One of my friends is visiting me and will stay until I can get back to work from my medical leave. What a blessing!

What makes the blessings even multiply is that she is bringing me some of her artwork: some mini scarves with shibori patterns. She made them three days before she flew here to make me -her friend- happy! God bless my good friends!!!!!!!!!

😊

Curious, I “interrogated” her on how she made some of those whose colours stunned me. She said she applied only natural colouring agents: leaves, bark, seeds, roots with some natural “glue” to tie up the colours to the fabric. She did it because she knows I won’t like artificial ones.

“The dark green is coming from jolawe seed, the brown from tingi bark, the leave eco print from teak young leaf, the yellow from tegeran bark, the blah blah blah….”

“Someday I don’t know when but for sure I’ll come to your shibori course and I’ll make my own. Someday….. I don’t know when but someday.” 🤪

She smiled and said “No need, let me know which you like and I’ll make it.”

Thank you, Mbak Sari…. 😘😘😘

God bless all the lovely friendships on earth, not the friends with benefit.

 

Before I Know You – haiku

Before I know You,
My Dear. Before I know you,
I’ve loved the haiku.

Singapore – December 23, 2019 / 10:45am

Feeling painful and bored….
Hope days go by quickly
So that I can do things normally like doing household chores, writing haiku, drawing with pencils and working with MacBook or just speeding around on Brommie…..
I still Tell myself to be grateful for and love the boring days.

💝

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