Dear all frensssss.......i'm moving back to the old home
please visit www.fresair.blogspot.com
That will be a great pleasure to have you there
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
Meet Mumu (Part II)
Well then..., My name is Mumu, five months old Turkish Angoran breed cat. Grew up in breeder house, so I never exactly knew my Mom or Dad. Perhaps I Still have a glimpse memories of my folks. Elegant, ethereal, regal, statuesque perhaps overwhelmingly too kind to describe me. But those words which always came out through my master's lips she mentioned me, or anyone asked about me..(sigghh....and my tail grew bigger ;) ) I always see her eyes looked larger everytime she rubbed my back, and my almond eyes always captured joy everytime she's around.
That's what my silly but nice master always do everyday. I never saw any displeasure everytime she saw me, and that make me so proud become a precious part of her days.
I live in a small house owned by a warm but lil bit odd sometimes, family. A small cotton like grass grow eagerly surrounding this place. A place where I spent most my days of chasing bugs, birds and caterpillars, and also a favorite playground of mine.
My recent master, is a little bit clumsy girl. She seems enjoying her life so much, anything but live under pressure even order. ..sighhhh
That's what my silly but nice master always do everyday. I never saw any displeasure everytime she saw me, and that make me so proud become a precious part of her days.
I live in a small house owned by a warm but lil bit odd sometimes, family. A small cotton like grass grow eagerly surrounding this place. A place where I spent most my days of chasing bugs, birds and caterpillars, and also a favorite playground of mine.
My recent master, is a little bit clumsy girl. She seems enjoying her life so much, anything but live under pressure even order. ..sighhhh
Monday, April 2, 2007
Meet Mumu... (part I)
It was a hot day, whenever I looked back on the moment my previous master took me from a narrow cage, where I've spent my days in.
His voice came back to my ears.
"Be a good girl Mumu! You have to leave, I had to let you go," he said in somber tone.
We're just silent for a few moments, then he grabbed his motorcycle and took me with him. It was a hot day, when he rode far away from home and put me into a plastic cage.
I felt much in thirst during this journey, which i have no idea where it migh end.
When...journey last," i wishpered to myself.
The road was too crowded, as i peeked outside the cage. Then, a building surrounded with high walls and trees appeared. It was some kind of an office, or a house where my master spent all day long to make a living.
A lady waited in the pantry, and she looked so anxious after we show up. She mumbled many words i couldn't understand, but she seems to be a nice person. She didn't touch me, or rubbed my fur as all people would do, everytime they saw me.
Seated beside my master, she suddenly run inside the building and show up with a bowl of fresh water, that i recalled the most fresh water to wipe out my thirst during the whole day riding. Perhaps, she noticed my thirsty look that time..
"Here you go my dear, have some water. You've been through a hot day out there," she said in a dim smile.
Then my master hand over my cage to her, and left the pantry with brighter smile that i hardly saw within these couple of days.
"Be a good girl Mumu, Now you stay with Miss Dewi. She'll take a good care of you," my master said while he rubbed my back and give a strange look at me.
My master is a good man, but he has a large family. Many kids, and all felines he bred in his house, indeed need a lot sum of money. I don't know why he hand me to this lady, but at least i'm sure he must have a good reason.
My master eyes grew moist when he rubbed my back for the last time, but he won't allowed that lady to noticed his sadness. I almost knew, that it might be my last moment to see him. I still recognized his eyes, from his eyes i know the meaning of separation.
..........
Monday, March 26, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
La tristesse durera toujours
La tristesse durera toujours
This words keep ringing inside my head on a moment, while I read front page of a local newspaper recently.
An officer shot his superior then shot himself, a mother poisoned her children then committed suicide, a man shot at her wife then shot himself...and again an officer gone into comma after shot himself on the chin after being frustrated by his wife illness.
Once again...Vincent's words rang over my head. La tristesse durera toujours, sadness will last forever, that was Vincent's last words before he died, two days after he shot himself on the chest.
Would this word also clinging inside Mercy's head after she finished her last capsule of cyanide she gave to all her four children? This sorrowful incident also remind me of The Others film starred by Nicole Kidman, I watched two days ago on TV. I don't know if it's kind of coincident, or perhaps the TV station indeed want to say something about dreadful suicidal phenomena recently.
Would it be possible, sadness could drag someone to end up their life? Or, unbearable sadness could turn a loving and caring mom to a murderer? Many theories I've read about suicide, give me a glimpse explanation about the motive, type etc. Suicide, derived from Latin word, sui caedere considered as a willful act of killing oneself or refer to an individual who has take his/her own life (that's what wikiped said). Depression, emotional pain, desire for attention, and so many complex motivations still have to dig out, to give explanation about someone's motives of doing so.
No one able to answer, if the soul already flew away...people just guessing of what might be the reason of doing this dreadful act.
Buddhists believed in Karma, someone's past always have or give a huge influence on what they will face today, or tomorrow. Years ago, Buddhists, Sintos, acknowledged honor suicide, like what Japanese concept of hara-kiri, but still Buddhists and Sintos considered suicide as a negative form of action. Hindus believed, that suicide will lead someone to become a ghost.
Christianity and Islam learnt about martyrdom, in the name of God and faith, which will lead someone direct to heaven. But they confront concept of suicide as well, since suicide gave different picture compare to martyrdom. Catholics and Christians considered suicide as a mortal sin, no soul will accepted if someone committed suicide, so they'll go straight to hell. And Islam, also considered suicide is sinful, with all verses in Koran and Hadist prohibited this action. Judaism, like other Samawi (heavenly) religion, also considered suicide as the most serious sin.
All religion, faith, prohibited suicide, but the action give no retreat movement and increase day by day. Hard to say, that all verses we read, not strong enough to discontinue this action. Sadness will last forever, that's what Vincent thought that time. Is it true? I might not know what other's experience or what might come in front of me. I'm just a girl with a simple thought, that there's no sadness beyond our ability to taste its bitterness. Bitter, I've taste once in coffee, chocolate, medications (tongue), I've taste in separation, loosing someone we loved, betrayal (heart), distrust, underfunded, rejection, underestimation (thought) and many more. I believe, it's kind of path that we have to face no matter how.
Sometimes when I feel extremely sad, I listen to this song Takdir (destiny). I like the lyrics, and hope it will always works for me.
Bila mungkin ada luka coba tersenyumlah
If there'll might be wound, try to smile
Bila mungkin tawa coba bersabar lah
If there'll be laugh, try to patient
Karena air mata tak abadi
Coz tears won't last forever
Akan hilang dan berganti
It will vanished and changed
Bila Hidup hampa terasa
When life feels so dull
Mungkinkah hati merindukan Dia
Would it be this heart missing Him
Karena dengan-Nya hati tenang
Coz by remembering Him this heart feel peace
Damai jiwa dan raga
Peace within body and soul
This words keep ringing inside my head on a moment, while I read front page of a local newspaper recently.
An officer shot his superior then shot himself, a mother poisoned her children then committed suicide, a man shot at her wife then shot himself...and again an officer gone into comma after shot himself on the chin after being frustrated by his wife illness.
Once again...Vincent's words rang over my head. La tristesse durera toujours, sadness will last forever, that was Vincent's last words before he died, two days after he shot himself on the chest.
Would this word also clinging inside Mercy's head after she finished her last capsule of cyanide she gave to all her four children? This sorrowful incident also remind me of The Others film starred by Nicole Kidman, I watched two days ago on TV. I don't know if it's kind of coincident, or perhaps the TV station indeed want to say something about dreadful suicidal phenomena recently.
Would it be possible, sadness could drag someone to end up their life? Or, unbearable sadness could turn a loving and caring mom to a murderer? Many theories I've read about suicide, give me a glimpse explanation about the motive, type etc. Suicide, derived from Latin word, sui caedere considered as a willful act of killing oneself or refer to an individual who has take his/her own life (that's what wikiped said). Depression, emotional pain, desire for attention, and so many complex motivations still have to dig out, to give explanation about someone's motives of doing so.
No one able to answer, if the soul already flew away...people just guessing of what might be the reason of doing this dreadful act.
Buddhists believed in Karma, someone's past always have or give a huge influence on what they will face today, or tomorrow. Years ago, Buddhists, Sintos, acknowledged honor suicide, like what Japanese concept of hara-kiri, but still Buddhists and Sintos considered suicide as a negative form of action. Hindus believed, that suicide will lead someone to become a ghost.
Christianity and Islam learnt about martyrdom, in the name of God and faith, which will lead someone direct to heaven. But they confront concept of suicide as well, since suicide gave different picture compare to martyrdom. Catholics and Christians considered suicide as a mortal sin, no soul will accepted if someone committed suicide, so they'll go straight to hell. And Islam, also considered suicide is sinful, with all verses in Koran and Hadist prohibited this action. Judaism, like other Samawi (heavenly) religion, also considered suicide as the most serious sin.
All religion, faith, prohibited suicide, but the action give no retreat movement and increase day by day. Hard to say, that all verses we read, not strong enough to discontinue this action. Sadness will last forever, that's what Vincent thought that time. Is it true? I might not know what other's experience or what might come in front of me. I'm just a girl with a simple thought, that there's no sadness beyond our ability to taste its bitterness. Bitter, I've taste once in coffee, chocolate, medications (tongue), I've taste in separation, loosing someone we loved, betrayal (heart), distrust, underfunded, rejection, underestimation (thought) and many more. I believe, it's kind of path that we have to face no matter how.
Sometimes when I feel extremely sad, I listen to this song Takdir (destiny). I like the lyrics, and hope it will always works for me.
Bila mungkin ada luka coba tersenyumlah
If there'll might be wound, try to smile
Bila mungkin tawa coba bersabar lah
If there'll be laugh, try to patient
Karena air mata tak abadi
Coz tears won't last forever
Akan hilang dan berganti
It will vanished and changed
Bila Hidup hampa terasa
When life feels so dull
Mungkinkah hati merindukan Dia
Would it be this heart missing Him
Karena dengan-Nya hati tenang
Coz by remembering Him this heart feel peace
Damai jiwa dan raga
Peace within body and soul
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
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