Growth is happening,
Vectors might turn to balance
Good time everywhere.
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when i was away working, she was happy blooming 💝

and she has been preparing 💝
graphs of my Universe
Growth is happening,
Vectors might turn to balance
Good time everywhere.
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when i was away working, she was happy blooming 💝

and she has been preparing 💝
There’s always a room
For a smile to fully bloom.
It’s called day and night.
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Thanks for being part of this journey. Without you I won’t be a full version of a human being. 💝
hope you are healthy and happy with your loved ones 💝

today’s Ramadhan breakfast (ifthar) — cooked by myself for myself with love ❣️
Healthy sight sees bright
That blurs by cloud of the heart.
Clean it with blessed soul.
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Osaka Castle behind the bush 💝

Osaka Castle back side 💝 before short rain

Osaka Castle behind the pine tree 🙏🏼 after short rain
All are grown blessing,
Making days more radiant
Without prejudice.
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Flowers don’t envy others just because of colours, shapes, fragrance and/or sizes. They just bloom without prejudice blessing whoever seeing, smelling, touching, feeling, listening to the description.
Be blessed by flowers even those of grasses.
Salaam.
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gerbera, ranunculus and the gang 💝

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Pink joy greets in breeze
Showering earth with blessings
Of cherry petals.
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a surprise at the gate! 🥰

trust me it made my day! 💝

showered earth 💝

neighbour’s sakura 💝

thanks for the blessings!

thanks for the blessings!

thanks for the blessings!

thanks for the blessings!

thanks for the blessings!
Blossom, welcome her
Among tasks and assignments
So she smiles and blooms.
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The way we thank for the work we do is by doing our very best for the work we do. There is no other way. Give our better best everyday for the work has given us their best.
Salaam.

cherry blossoms!

more cherry blossoms!
If she says
Love is the only gift,
It is still inaudible
As the doors are all closed
And that room is air-tight.
Unheard—
Even if she screams,
What flies back
Is smooth and soft echo,
The bouncing waves
From a solid wall.
Beautiful—
—-

peace can be as simple as reading vague messages without trying to understand as guessing is not a good habit 💝
Mosquito’s smiling
At a girl grinning of itch.
A mutual joy—
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i used to learn how to not smile at those at the other side of the table; back to smile after some years — i can lose in some negotiation but i won’t let them smile more genuinely than i do 😁 i grin actually
Veggies on the plate
Tease eyes and brain to gobble
Quickly silently.
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Selamat Berbuka Puasa 💝
I should have eaten more slowly and experienced each and every taste with my palate. There should have been no sensation missed: sweet, bitter, salty, sour, gurih (umami). Don’t forget hot and cold.
Alhamdulillah.
Salaam.

yesterday’s Ramadhan breakfast (ifthar): boiled veggies, spicy tuna, boiled egg

today’s: nasi bakar (grilled rice with squid and stinky beans wrapped in banana leaf), boiled veggies, left-over of spicy tuna, grated mango and bangkuang rujak*
Rujak — Rujak (Indonesian spelling) or Rojak (Malay spelling) is a salad dish of Javanese origin, commonly found in Indonesia, Malaysia and Singapore. The most popular variant in all three countries is a salad composed of a mixture of sliced or grated fruit and vegetables served with a spicy palm sugar dressing. It is often described as tangy and spicy fruit salad due to its sweet, hot and spicy dressing made from ground chilli, palm sugar and peanuts.
Bengkoang (Indonesian spelling) or Bangkuang (Malay spelling) is jicama turnip.
My version of rujak: chilli, palm sugar, tamarind and a pinch of salt
What gift is not wrapped?
Blooming flowers in April.
Warm and colourful—
—-

she is sitting next to the shower so she is generously bathed twice a day

balcony gang 💝 watered once in three days plus some blessings from the rain

at the corner of the shower room, behind the glass door so she doesn’t bath too often 😎 but still blooming 💝
Where is sun when sets?
Where is moon in the day light?
They share love through time.
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Interaction is about reciprocity; even when we are alone, we are interacting with some tool of life or with the deep self within.
When it is not reciprocated, interaction is not genuinely true.
Salaam.

a grandma with her grandson

a mother with her son

family gathering

feeding two grandsons

let’s climb!

hi, dove! said the little boy

what’s in the water? said he

bubbles!!!

what is that over there? ahh hope! ☺️

am i your headache? no, you are my universe 😂

don’t move, just smile! someone is taking our picture ☺️

she is asking her cam to see what she sees 🙏🏼

our daughter is playing, i am sitting near her

hey! clear up! i am gonna land!

electrocution my a**! 😁
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Choice’s falling star
Brightened in a quiet dark night,
Orbited to earth.
respecting this family for their choice of happiness, knowing that i will never be able to do so
inspiring me to at least enjoy simpler life and to accept all blessings more happily
Is it the shadow
Or the real you show to me?
Distinguished beauty—
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i can’t remember which one is the shadow and which one is the real — i don’t want to observe further to find which is which
what i know the castle is beautiful day and night 💝
Is it tug of war
Or pendulum played within?
Two polar extremes—
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decision making is about choosing

winning one interest…

….and letting the other conform

there shall be a stop at one balanced point at which the momentum reaches its maturity or its exhaustion 💝
A bubble’s bursting,
United with the free air.
Would you please join me?
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Although Kyoto has a lot of impressive shrines, my favourite is not there. Mine is Izumo Taisha in Shimane prefecture about 343 km from Kyoto.
When visiting other shrines in Japan, I was so aware of being in Japan. In Izumo Taisha I got home: sunny, green, serene and unexplainably blissful. There were many visitors but my senses didn’t absorb their presence as if the hot air and bright light muffled their noise and wrapped me in a safe bubble bursting when my last step left the shrine front gate.
Romantic!

a long walk from the gate to the shrine — i remember it was a scorching hot day in August 2018 and i was humming while walking 😇

ablution, my daily ritual that i find also so soothing in Japan shrine especially in Izumo Taisha

torii 💝 a gate to the shrine yard

this is Izumo Taisha! 💝

shimenawa (sacred straw rope)

i only go to this coffee shop with my colleagues, but i wholeheartedly believed drinking Starbucks coffee was a nice thing; only in Izumo! right outside the shrine complex
Castles small or big
Stand on a hill among trees
Wave to the white clouds.
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Matsue Castle, from afar (2018)

Matsue Castle, closer view (2018)
there is no reason to not thank life for making me me; with all the ups and downs, zig-zagging, winding roads, flood and quake, fake and genuine people around; i survive and become more and more relaxed — like Matsue Castle, my life is small, humble but strong enough and sweetly suitable for me 💝
She builds a castle
Protecting and comforting.
Illuminated—
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Nagoya Castle under the moonlight (2014)

Nagoya Castle under the sunlight (2014)
wishing to explore another castle soon 💝
There are two children
Living in one life, playing,
Generating joy.
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never want to lose the child within — they’re the source of joy! 💝
Bed of tulips bloom
Under April’s sun. They smile
Through linen canvas.
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The sun rises, sets
At two ends to tell the time
To the open eyes.
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I always become guilty when my nieces say they want to be like me after breaking up romantically. They might think being single is the best choice in that situation, which is true yet nothing is permanent. Don’t be too sure about what you think, that’s what I always tell those young ladies.
The wedding of my niece recently was truly one miracle to witness after so long she thought she would not trust marriage institution. She finally trusts a man, a lucky one as much as my niece is lucky to be married by that funny guy! 💝
Behind the wedding scene one of my nieces approached me and asked me questions and here is the interestingly funny abridged conversation.
N: Auntie, you still hope to get married?
Me: You?
N: You know what happened. I believe mother told you. She said to me you disagreed with my decision.
Me: Of course. You are young. No reason to not getting married.
N: You? Tell me.
Me: I am slightly different.
N: Old?
Me: Yes.
N: Are you abnormal?
Me: Like what?
N: Homosexual.
Me: No.
N: You hate men?
Me: No
N: You are afraid of being poor?
Me: I am not. But I won’t want to be poor.
N: So what makes you single for so long?
Me: The same as you.
N: Trust?
Me: Yes.
N: Do you think I can get my trust back faster than you?
Me: Yes. Look at Dan. It took her only some years to finally getting married.
N: I hope I can.
Me: When you still talk about hope, it means you will get it.
N: But I hope you get married first before I do. Please…
Me: I hope….
N: (she smiled and went to fetch some snack)
Sometimes you’ve gotta show your beloved how much hope you have to make them keep hoping for the best. To me although I have to pretend…. 😝
N: (she got back with some snack on a plate) Do you really hope? It’s been 16 years!
Me: 😂
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Waiting for you, Love.
Each day, extra affection.
What a devotion.
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I said to angels
Near me,”Tell my love there’s love
In your flapping wings”.
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I was about to send some pictures containing angel numbers (twin/repeated numbers) to a friend who has been in love with especially 333, 3333, 33333 and all the repeated angel number 3 when realising that that friend was not in the list. Where was she? Maybe she unfollowed me? But why?
When checking in other friends’ lists this person was not there either, both in follower and following ones. Ahhh! Maybe she was deactivating herself?
As I don’t have her mobile number, I checked it with her best friend and he said “Yes, she has done it now and then. You don’t realise sometimes your list shortens? It might be her.”
Ahhh! Ok, ok…. 😊
She’s not lucky. The photos with her angel number are now for you all. 🙏🏼
Salaam.


Lessons? Things unknown,
Still unknown, maybe won’t be,
Solved with acceptance—
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Oftentimes people make the biggest mistake because they are young, because they are stupid or because they are not clear of what they aim at in life. At least that is what my core circle has agreed.
Many people reject to go for health check earlier only to find that they have really bad health problems too late to manage through life style change— too old or too weak and can only be managed through surgery and/or medication. This happens a lot around me. They would say “I am ok. I am healthy. No symptoms. It is just light headache. It is just small numb. It is just light coughing. It will get better soon. Blahblahblah.” And boom! Big troubles come (almost) late!
Do health check without waiting for intense symptoms. Don’t underestimate a pinch as it can be a punch.
Many people think buying property can be done at later age. They prefer buying cars, branded stuff, etc for the sake of high prestige. They would say “I want to enjoy my single life. I still can live with my parents. Why so hurry? My spouse will buy it for me later. Blahblablah.” And boom! Property price soars high in just some years and those branded stuff investment can’t cover the desired property.
Prioritise property (although at the same time some fancy stuff can’t wait). Of course this is not applicable to the haves who can buy whatever they want.
Certain people overshare for the sake of feeling guilty and trying to explain excessively. I am one of them— once tried to explain why and why just because I was afraid of being judged. And so I shared something that I promised to myself would keep it for VVIP circle of mine. And boom! The humiliation and disrespect that came back to me has made me feel like a biggest moron and worthless in the universe. It is taking time to accept the total stupidity about (blind) love.
Don’t overthink. Don’t overshare even with someone that you love the most if there is no clear foundation.
Aaaahhh!
Life is a school whose next classes can only be entered through a bunch of lessons learnt because of failures and wrong doings which look unforgivable but actually truly forgivable. 😘
There is no right or wrong. What is there is only acceptance and lessons learnt.
Salaam.
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A window shows some
What’s in both sides with freshness
Hidden by curtains.
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Let’s refresh. Refresh. Refresh.
Salaam.






One by one they fall,
Petals decompose to soil,
Fertilising life—
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Fly, leaf with the wind
Pushing you to where you go
For joy and safety.
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Time is a fortress
Protecting from memories
Of love that once bloomed.
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The rain is so sharp
It tears umbrella and skin,
Blinding soul with light.
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Cloudy day’s hotter.
It keeps heat float on the soil,
inviting grand rain.
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Colours, hues, shades, tints
In a garden strike the eyes
Wandering within.
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I am on an emergency short leave to visit my mother as my mother is sick. A sister called saying “she doesn’t want to eat”, “she can’t sleep well”, “she doesn’t want to visit her doctor”, “she thinks it is her time”, blahblahblah…. Alamak! Although sometimes we think she can be a drama queen, we start to think seriously when she can’t sleep well.
The second day of my visit she already watered her plants that line along my sister’s narrow garden. She sang along while walking in her house. She ate one big chunk of fast food’s fried chicken that my nephews insisted taken away for her. She has been back to her nature after meeting her children and grandchildren whom she missed who are now laughing with her at every breakfast, lunch and dinner time.
This morning she happily greeted the newspaper lady delivering her favourite “Jawa Pos”, the lady said “good morning, Ibu, you look radiant again”. She also had a short chat with her front neighbour about rain, cats and plants.
I think sometimes you just need to meet someone to be healthy. 💗
Yesterday morning I joined her watering the plants and took pictures of some of the blooms that have always made us all smile.
Salaam.







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