Continue blooming. Time brings seasons and moments unwrapping secrets.
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The best secrets are those explained by the beauty of silence of the blooming orchids. Thank you, Gusti Allah for all your love and guidance. I’ll keep all secrets secret like I take care of all my beloved orchids. I’ll keep all love love like I take care of my own self.
Salaam.
thank you again and again and again 💝thank you again and again and again 💝
Life is a quarter With many doors to access. Ever rendezvous—
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me, Mel the mother of groom and Choo photographed when we were having good time after the wedding matrimony 💝 souls meet for a good reason, no bad reason at all 😘
Thanks for the present. Good breathing and walking Unwrapped everyday—
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thank you! it is said not a Christmas gift but there is a “Merry X’mas” on a card; thank you for the gift every year although I am not a Christian 💝😃i guess the boxes are all empty 😁
Smile, Beloved, smile. It’s a luxurious gift For you and for me.
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I was checking my educational docs and was in awe to see my photos in each of different docs. How I am touched by physical transformation and what experiences attached to it, that makes me stay loyal with my own self whatsoever.
Tell yourself that your life is a journey that if you need buddy, you should pick those willing to share wonder. Otherwise, travel alone. 💝
Thank you!
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sleepy, angry, yet stop telling me to take a nap! 😂😂😂
classroom, my party time; playground, my party time, my childhood was everyday party! 👯♀️
no smile, no mercy 😃
length of hair defines how I treat the world; i love my pretty silly me! 😃
Number’s readable, Intension’s not. Heart can read Yet eyes can deny.
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My Japan trip gave me a lot of insight. That an intension can be hidden yet sooner or later it will be naturally disclosed. That I should not entertain any underestimating and/or disrespecting expression —hidden or shown— as life is moving forward not backward. That if symbols or signs are not delivered to me as good will, all of them are false; ignoring them is the best way. That it is the right way to let them happily underestimate and/or disrespect and/or show superiority as their life style.
Human being should communicate verbally as part of real interaction. Without clear and genuine verbal communication at all and just sending signs and symbols, they fail respecting others. Wishing happiness is the best way as that’s what they need the most. Stopping interacting in whatsoever way is the best decision as they don’t contribute anything except confusion.
Happy weekend! 😍
13 can be 13 or “1 and 3” or 4 or 3 or 2 or nothing — whichever you choose to be, don’t choose to be “corrosion on an iron bar, permanently damaging the quality of the bar”
Where can food be good With less taste or little garnish? It must be a home.
clean both look and taste is the main strength of Japanese food; better than in-flight meal so let’s eat before going home 💝tada! fat makes the cold noodle perfect – murky and tasty!not a fan of red meat, but good ribeye once in a while ok lah….well done! or burnt? is a perfect choice 😂
Drag me to your heart Even if it hurts my head, Said I.
I know you’re teasing Even when I mean it, Said I.
I smile in silence Letting you laugh in joy. Sad I’m.
Enjoy it. Enjoy your days, Said I.
I walk away Leaving the last piece of my heart. Dragging my luggage Alone. Smiling. Winning Against my own sigh.
To you, who secretly teasing again and again and again and again. Thank you. Life is full of fun. 💗
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no lift! let’s go, baby!
….and yes! became the last one even behind the gorgeous senior Japanese ladies! thanks God not the aluminium suitcase that can’t be dragged without hurting both its body and my heart 😂
Small thing is cherry On a big cake, red and brave Savouring the day.
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feel good!!! beyond my thought! thank you! autumn is always romantic in itself 🥰feel so good; i couldn’t stop laughing yet wondering about that guy in the statue – his moustache is incredibly long and straight! what a myth!then i found he is real! 😍 Gaishi Nagaoka is his name; browse him in the Net! 👍🏽will pose as him tomorrow morning after breakfast when i meet my work partners 🥰
How can you travel Without any gloom and stress? Take a window seat—
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window is the best seat to enjoy a flight: can see the sky freely and work; a perfect safety to sit at wing area yet not a perfect view – never mind, there is always things to compromise 💝not a perfect seat: can’t see the view freely + can’t work freely, yet feeling protected sitting between two 💝
Which glass, Beloved? The one that brings me to you Enjoying the home—
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In a call with a best friend just now I complained about the madness Twitter has brought to me. She didn’t say sweet words because she knew I didn’t need them. She preached me instead. 🙃
BF: Hey! You quit Twitter earlier with a good reason. You are back for a good reason. I know you support freedom of speech but for dumbass Twitter is to express hatred and stupidity— to throw up and to shit. Twitter is where the smart brave excel because of their endurance, the smart timid like us should only observe or have fun to survive and the stupid idiot wander around like hungry hyenas collaborating behind the screen destroying humanity. If you can’t take it, quit for the second time. Blah blah blah
BF: Or, go back to Facebook where some friends scrutinise whatever we do and give us sugar-coated words while laughing behind us or even stabbing in the back. Or, be busier in Instagram where people show their lavish life that might be fake; and where people especially you happily stalked your crush ha ha ha. Blah blah blah….
I have to agree with her though. WordPress is a home, serene and comfortable to stay warm and sane. Twitter is a market, busy and crowded but is worth visiting regularly. Instagram is a photo studio that should be visited only once in a while.
Me: Ya, ya…. Blog sites are still a home for me. I need Twitter to read some news, it’s like going shopping.
BF: Let’s go shopping again. We don’t need to look smart to go shopping. Just a bit of curiosity and bargaining position. I saw Fau follows you.
Me: Ya. I found her in one G20 tweet. Escaping from Facebook. She really suits Twitter the most.
The orchid’s budding, Silently showing the day About ever hope.
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just this afternoon I found the orchid hung behind the shower door is budding! thanks much! sorry for missing your beauty! be in your prime time when I am back home 🥰
Journey to the self Takes a long and winding road, Worth doing. Half done—
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Human beings’ journey to understand one’s self is often unpredictable. I never wanted to visit Mecca and Medina yet because of my devotion to a mother, I agreed to go to ensure that she was safe and healthy. And the result was tremendous evolution of self. 💝
To Ibu: I miss you much today 😘
Alfatihah
Masjid Nabawi (Mosque of Prophet) in Medina — where I started strongly realising that there is a journey —a silent one— that I must commit 💝 someday I’ll be back with a clearer mind and a calmer heart yet the same level of “disobedience” and stubbornness 😁
where I witnessed how a human being’s karma is overtly paid off and showing the quality of a person visiting this place – my mother is a humble, kind and very very generous person and in this place she was greeted by sooo many female pilgrims from other countries, requested to take picture together, given a looooooooooot of food every day, given space once arriving in the mosque (her friends in her group were not that much) – me? oh of course she introduced me as her daughter cum translator and then was included in all her blessings 😝
the only person who could move my heart to finally go – thank you, Ibu; might not be a happy ending for me but was a best start of a journey 💝
where my heart was knocked from inside that the journey is within and silent, a precious gift — the physical is a gift wrap to respect whomever we wish 💝 (Masjidil Haram, Mecca)
a life long pilgrimage of mine 💝 a private, silent, almost secretive so only I and whom I most love know the milestones 💗 others are guessing and interpreting 🙏🏼
The night’s getting old. The light’s getting bright. Road’s, too. Breeze’s humming hymns.
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After a long day, I invited the two friends working with me to have dinner together. Not a treat, just a shared dinner as each of us are bound to integrity pledge— Go Dutch! Respected and appreciated! 🙏🏼
A Lebanese restaurant was recommended by one of them whose girlfriend loves eating Lebanese and Turkish food. The other agreed with any. And so we drove to Halab Penang, a Lebanese restaurant located in Lebuh Chulia (Chulia Street).
Being a Christian, one prayed religiously before eating, the other one also Christian yet didn’t seem to whisper any. Me? I know my Beloved hears me even when I speak with no voice. 😊
Thanks for today! Remember, dear friends the power of “only positive vibes are entertained”. 😊
See you next time.
Alfatihah for you both. 💕
Halab Penang from one angle, I should have taken the pic from the other angle whose pillar was decorated with beautiful calligraphy of Allah and Muhammad a good colour in a good cornerwe thank for what’s been blessed 💝
You’re winning my heart When my goal’s the same as yours. After days of loss—
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FIFA 2022 has brought controversial practices and surprises from the beginning. I don’t have further comments on those political, yet I am so happy with Saudi Arabia and Japan winning against Argentina and Germany. What a victory!
I wish they win again and again and those big names lose more to balance the celebration. It is just a game yet sometimes a game should be won by those who have been underdog. I am not discriminative. 😁
Twitter too has been so much more crowded with the euphoric tweets about FIFA 2022. Exciting, hilarious, entertaining, some envious, abusive, violent though. Yet how much ever I want to click a like to soooo many “sweet” tweets, I remember my promise of not doing so for some time now. Playing in Twitter is a bit scary, buzzers and scammers are freely working, sending me irresponsible messages; better play safe and observe only. Or probably just my algorithm— 🙂
FIFA! It’s been annual celebration for football lovers, refresher for bored routine dwellers. We, —our father, siblings, cousins and I— would watch the games through national TV station together even over midnight to indirectly cheer our favourite teams. In Indonesia “nobar = nonton bareng” aka watching together (at home, community centers, cafes) is very common to enjoy sports games, badminton and football in particular — many people will do wide screen with noises and costumes of real supporters as if watching onsite. Our favourite teams were Netherlands, Brazil and England so we would be the noisiest when watching them. Not Indonesia? Of course, not! We love our national team but they are not yet ready to go beyond the country borders especially with the current funny management. Someday, someday! 😍
In Malaysia now, yet none of the people met was eager to talk about FIFA so we just talked about annual holiday at lunch break while enjoying Kapitan’s biryani and tandoori chicken. Unfortunately…. Or fortunately so I fully focus on work 🤓
‘ll be in Japan next week and love to see how euphoric Japanese are about this victory. Hopefully they will show more relaxed look and behaviour this time with the excitement. So excited! 🤩
Salaam.
so happy to see the winner happy esp after playing against a big name
so happy to see the winner happy esp after playing against a big name
wave your flag, human! it’s not only religious but also joyous! 😍 like those Arabs in FIFA time 😘
clean your waste, human! it’s not only joyous but also religious! 😍 like those Japanese in FIFA time 😘
If taste is ruling, Let it rule with full belly. That makes better day.
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Never liking in-flight meal has made it important for me to eat before or (mostly) after flight. And I think eating before or after flight makes me healthier during flight (either sleeping or reading well 🙂) except when I found some passengers sitting next to me complaining about how awful the flight is, how not nice the food is, how blahblahblah….
Halloooow! Do you have other things than complaints? I don’t even know who you are. I don’t even think your modern countries suffer more than others. Or, is it true when people are raised with fewer problems, they will complain more?
Maybe they should bring their own food or even fly their own jet. 😝 I mean if they are accustomed to in-flight meal, they should take it or leave it. Don’t complain! If you can fly, it means you most probably have enough money to buy just a plate of rice. For first flyer, they should be excused. 🙂
That empty stomach sometimes make people cranky is probably true. Yet to me being hungry or empty stomach is good (even better than too full) but starving is not. Be patient, human. 4-8 hours of hunger won’t kill!
Salaam.
sate kambing 🥰 delivered to hotel room by a friend through Go-Food in Jakarta – a true surprise and delight; thank you!
sate ayam Madura 🥰 – another surprise and delight
lontong is our “compressed rice cake“, good to go with sate! 🥰 a surprise and delight
breakfast is sometimes mixed feelings of curiosity
mixed tastes of fried chicken, better than Jamie Oliver’s breakfast 😊 before another flight 🤩
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