Scorching Month losing counting – haiku

Blinking in the dark,

I’m lucky that I don’t have 

Whatever I shouldn’t.
I’m thankful to be a human being and would love to be in my next life. The belief that this soul has travelled in different planes, time and space should teach the awareness that being lucky is thanking for whatever given to us and what not given to us. If Life is preparing us to be a stronger and more self-reliant being, then not having is a sign that we will. Let’s be grateful for what we are….


Westin Gurgaon – July 1, 2016 – 7:50am

Greek’s 40th Days Leaving Us Behind

40 days ago our dear cat lady, Greek went across the bridge and today we are remembering her being part of us.

 

She was such a beauty, dignity yet rebel and free soul. Oh yeah, free soul she was! She would hunt anytime she wanted and brought the hunted to us as gifts: grasshopper, flies, dragonflies, lizard, birds name it she would be proud of her hunting skill.

 

Once we had a guest with one teenager who was trying to protect the hunted bird – the bird was still alive, very weak and desperate – our guest freed the bird and Greek was in rage! She didn’t attack but she wouldn’t stop wandering around the house shouting until my Mother took the tiny cat to her hugs. She was calming in my mother’s hands.

 

Greek was such a love to all of us. Everybody poured her with abundant love and care. My Brother would always ask “Where is Greek?” everytime he visited my mom. My nephews and nieces would have the same question.

 

But Greek wouldn’t love children. She was scared of those rascals’ shouting and cheering and jumping and being too excited. Then she would stay away the whole day giving up the food. She would be back when all those kids were gone. My mom would be worried….

 

Greek was an alarm clock for my Mother. She would wake her up especially for night prayer. She would kiss my Mother to wake her up. Failed with kisses, she would scratch my mother’s body. Failed with the scratches, she would step on my mother’s head with her soft meows. My mother would prepare food and pray accompanied by the tiny alarm clock.

 

Greek was also great sleeper. She would sleep when the rest of us worked!

 

And a great eater…. Pick great eater! She didn’t take not fresh food. All of her food must be fresh from the storage. She would not eat her own leftover. All must be new! And new it was for our beloved princess Greek.

 

Greek, too many things we save in our memory about her.

 

You are loved. You are remembered.

 

We know you leave us as you wished. You made the decision and we just felt the broken heart to say goodbye.

 

Greek, your graveyard is just some steps from our backdoor. We can visit you whenever we want. We first got so sad but you always came once in while making sure that we are ok and we now realize that you were leaving clean and happy.

 

Please send our loving regards to Bob, Grace, Greece, Greg, and all other beloved animals you meet and greet there across the rainbow bridge.

 

Please cut your worry. We are praying for your good. Please pray for us, too.

Now your friends are sitting in our porch Everyday but they don’t want to stay home like you. They come to have meal and sleep somewhere we don’t know. Please make sure they are fine, our angel…..

 

Greek, this is your 40th days leaving us. You will be our guiding light, won’t you?

Till we meet again, my dear. Love you soooooooo much!!! Warm regards from me, Ibu, Mbak Andri, Mbak Yuda, Mas Yogi and all…. The rainbow slides are ready….! Woohooo!

Yogyakarta – June 19, 2016 -10:30am

Scorching Month Day #10 – haiku

Cock-a-doodle-doo!
Sound of nature is pitching.
Throw toothbrush on me.

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Picture borrowed from https://www.pinterest.com/pin/512214157591678147/
Kuching – June 15, 2016 – 5:27am

Scorching Month Day #9 – haiku

Brown river flows east,
Bringing rubbish, logs, deads —
Flood of west debris.

 

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Picture borrowed from https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flood
hhonors Kuching – June 14, 2016 – 5:37am

Scorching Month Day #6 – haiku

Hurry! She’s hungry!
Lets’ cool a plate of rice with
A fan made ‘f feather.

 

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Picture borrowed from http://depositphotos.com/6000846/stock-photo-plate-of-rice.html

Kuala Lumpur – June 11, 2016 – 4:50am

Scorching Month Day #5 – haiku

Textured, sweet and cool
No color is seen, just shape.
Fresh fruit in the dark.

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Picture borrowed from http://www.petguide.com/health/dog/frosty-watermelon-dog-treat-recipe/

Kuala Lumpur – June 10, 2016 – 4:55am

A Visit To Moppy & Friends

Last weekend I went to Jakarta to meet our beloved fellow creature named Moppy. He is a dog to whom my love will always flow even later when he is gone. He’s survived a cancer — not surviving by curing but let me tell you that he is still alive although with a very painful wound in one part of his plane. He is though strong enough to survive for more than one year after he was rescued.

And, I always miss him wherever I am….
Last Saturday night we visited him.
He was sleeping very soundly. Oh, my Moppy boy. You are still there!
I know you bear the pain because you love your very mother, the sweet lady who is always there for you.

Moppy is ok, not really ok but he is struggling. And no plan to put him to sleep…. He might have been put to sleep if he is not living where he is living now. Moppy is just stubborn to live his cancer…. 🙂

Moppy is still happy. Eating very well. Wagging his tail when meeting human surrounding him.

Moppy, I love you!!!

And when he saw me…. He looked happy…. Nothing I can say but “Hey dude, how are you?”

And, he said “I am ok, you see I survive longer than you predicted. Gotcha!”

I wanted to sing for him but it was late night…. Nobody wanted to hear my tunes. Then I just sang in my heart, looking at his eyes talking to him.

Moppy is now skinnier.
I just pray he is ok.
As ok as he is now when he decides to leave.
Don’t wait.
Please don’t wait.
Let go. Please let go.
We love you wherever you are. You are always loved.

If we don’t meet in my next visit, I’m ok and you should be, too.
Just go…. As you’ll welcome all of us in the next gate.

Moppy, I love you….

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Singapore – May 31, 2016 – 1:19am

Blue shappire – haiku

Avalanche of mud —
Miners are rescueing ones’ selves.
Blue sapphire still glows.

 

May the miners killed or injured or missing in the avalanche in Myanmar gemstones mines are blessed…. Salaaam…

 

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Penang – May 25, 2016 – 6:42

Greek, fragrant spirit – haiku

Breezy, frozen dawn
Wind’s blowing in through window
A fragrant spirit.

Greek passed away. She was buried in a descent way, wrapped in white fabric, anointed in musk perfume and prayed with sincere love. She might still want to see us at home — that’s when we smelt fragrance of musk in early morning. The place where she is buried is way at our lovely backyard and where we smelt her musk is way at the front part of home.

Greek was visiting. She wanted to let us know that she is fine and will never leave us….

She is playing in a very enlightened garden.

Love for Greek….

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Singapore – May 23, 2016 – 12:25am

Green valley – haiku

Two dogs and a cat
Stroll in joy, breathing sweet air
In a green valley.

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How big is my dream of having a green valley? So big…. Why? Because I want as many animals as possible to live happily in the valley, as many farmers as possible to earn good living in the valley,  and as long as the earth can sustain the valley stays green…. And, so be it with faith….

Singapore – May 14, 2016 – 5:01pam

Sinking – haiku

Water is playing —
On an empty sinking boat.
Alone in the sea….

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Picture is borrowed from http://www.vehiclehi.com/Watercrafts/boats/boats_rivers_2560x1600_wallpaper_19299

Singapore – May 14, 2016 – 12:51am

And It is A New Cycle, Greek….

Our dear cat, Greek just went across the rainbow yesterday May 10 15:15 Tulungagung time. She’d been sick for the past two weeks — one bump inside her stomoch above hind legs had become bigger and bigger, made her weak and her body coul not hold it anymore….

…. We said goodbye today…. Greek, thank you for having shared your happiness, joy and purity with our family. It is not as long as we expect but it’s been a beautiful connection.

I was not there so much with you as I’m in Singapore and you’re in Indonesia with mom and my sisters…. But truly I love you with all my heart! I just planned to see you next week. To hug you….

Such a beautiful soul you are.
We won’t forget you.
Your playfulness, cuteness, chubbyness, all quality in yours is just bondng us stronger with you.

Now you must be above, looking at us…. Oh looking at me especially…. 🙂
You are saying that you are fine, you are happier and more united with everything. Salaam for you, my dear Greek.

You’re just like air…. I’m breathing you.
You’re just like sunray…. Shining on me….
You’re just like water…. I’m fresh by you.
Now, you are more real.
Ever real. Forever real.

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Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Forgive us for not making you alive for so long, but we’re sure it is also your choice.
I’m sorry….
Thank you, Greek.

 

Say our warm love and sweet regards to Bob, Greece, Greg and all our family members across the bridge.

See you in a better place and time.

We love you so much.

Soul is soul. We cry over the plane that we can’t touch with our body but the soul is always there, lingering gracefully and we still can feel it with our “other” body.
We lose our beloved parents, children, brothers, sisters or pets that we think leave us forever but truly they are here and still close to us if we realise.
Salaam…. to all Souls who rest for the next cycles, rest in peace…. 🙏🙏🙏💞💞💞🎈🎈🎈

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Singapore – May 12, 2016 – 4:19pm

Focused – haiku

She’s bulging her eyes.
A brown dot in a ground street.
Good God! It’s a dog!

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A story of me and my fellow creature, a beautiful dog

And I don’t know to whom I am asking these questions…. And, I find myself in the middle of a market…. Everyone is shouting, everyone is selling, everyone is focusing on what words they’re saying.

Eveyone is speaking, but no one is listening, everyone is living alone….

When I saw a dog in a steet, a dusty ground street. I asked him where I ought to go…. And, he just looked at me without a word passing by me away….

Every one is living, every one is breathing, every one is busy with oneself….

Every one is walking, but no one was stopping, just to care what life is in the other’s end….

Then I chased the dog passing by me. I said, “Hello, Dog. Where are you going? Can I go with you until the next cross roads”. He nodded his head and smiled….

Then we went ahead together. No cross road ahead we found and we decided to go ahead together until we really had to quit….

Life is about sharing even with a dog. Thank you, God for sending me a dog that has been so focused on walking down the path of life.

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Singapore, May 2, 2016 – 9:58pm

She’s walking quietly – haiku

She’s walking quietly,
Passing four corners, kind of —
Circumambulates.

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picture borrowed from http://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/nustar/multimedia/pia16695.html

Temasek – April 1, 2016 / 10:08

Guilty is….

Guilty feeling is:
When it took too long to decide whether to leave my MacBook on a table outside to get cat food or to stay while seeing a stray skinny hungry cat is around — and, when finally I decided to buy two pieces of fried fish, the cat was nowhere to find.

Please forgive me, Mother Gaia….

 

Kantor Telkom Tulungagung – March 11, 2016 – 9:58am