She Is My Lover (1)

In life, I'm a slave of my dreams… In happiness, I'm a slave of giving.

I don't know if you read my recent email to you a month ago but I think and hope you'll get the message… Sometimes, you've got to be a little cruel to be kind (especially when telling the honesty)…

Fact is, money isn't everything... Status isn’t anything….

I'm thinking of myself, my families, my best friends and my responsibility to our Dear Lord here, too…. Perhaps it's vanity; perhaps it's the passion for helping others I've carried since I was kid…. But I cannot bear the thought of saying goodbye to help the lesser ones...

I've done few to help others and I’d love to give it another crack in giving more and help others to reach their dreams thru proper educational path that everyone is deserved to have

But for that, I've got to work hard and smart

My heart is now talking to two things: balance and boundary…
In balance I’ve found load of amicable natures while in boundary I’ve found pool of acceptances

Of course, I will obey every of what I can’t do in giving…
This isn't it about fame or fortune…. For once, it's just about giving

Have a splendid Monday everyone!

She Is My Lover...

Saying good bye is never easy, especially when the timing is not right and reason is only slight. But, please, you have to let me go.

Truth is, I've found another love.
With her, I feel fulfilled and I feel blessed

She's given me a new spell on my life and I've rediscovered my good reason to be happier in this life

Her name is “giving heart”…
Some call her "charity work" and I've been tickled pink ever since I met her recently, and like my joyful times with swimming and yoga, I'm back where I feel happier: giving to the lesser and helping the unfortunate ones

Yes, I know I said my love for Bali would be unrivalled, my assigned works might be too hectic, and both might limit my chance of doing the giving in Jakarta

Yes, you are right to think this way but I didn't know then that being involved with charity work would be so much fun. (And the fulfillment in my heart ... Wow!)

Perhaps you missed my goal of life which I should have told you earlier when we met the other day.

Was my best friend “just give it without take it” shown to you my philosophy of life before?

Anyhow, the joy of giving was a gem, the kind that made me happy, a free ticket to walk in the path of bliss that I’ve learnt from my tutor of life “mr. yoga”

Truth, I'm still learning happiness' language, but I know what "joy" means

I know it's hard on you...
But here I am once again… giving is my joy… I’ll keep doing this while I can

I’m now missing a gal with charity’s heart badly…

dare to dream....

...dare to dream, but even more importantly, dare to put action behinds your dreams...

It Is What We Do

"We don't choose the day you enter the world and we don't chose the day you leave... It's what we do in between that makes all the difference"

It Is What We Do

"We don't choose the day you enter the world and we don't chose the day you leave... It's what we do in between that makes all the difference"

It Is What We Do...

"We don't choose the day you enter the world and we don't chose the day you leave... It's what we do in between that makes all the difference"

Our Dear Lord....

"Our Dear Lord does not want us to do extraordinary things; He wants us to do ordinary things extraordinarily well"...


"Our Dear Lord does not want us to do extraordinary things; He wants us to do ordinary things extraordinarily well"...


"Our Dear Lord does not want us to do extraordinary things; He wants us to do ordinary things extraordinarily well"...

i'm sorry...

i'm sorry if this time i won't be lying...
and i won't be lying since i didn't feel fine when dealing with your "only want to be heard's attitude" last night and it sent ripples of sour taste into my mouth as this has happened more than 3-time in the past one month

i'm sorry if shall shun your calls...
and i shall shun them as i know myself better, as i know i shall do something to skip any further argument that might have hurt both of us for which this is something i didn't want to happen to this friendship

i'm sorry if i can be no longer being dishonest...
and i'd be dishonest if i say that everything was just fine while i didn't feel fine as i'm highly tempted to confess that it was a-30-minute-waste-of-time when talking and listening to you

i'm sorry if i might be tempted not to know you more...
and i must do so since i prefer to keep only all-those-good-thoughts of you as a person with smart brain and independent attitude with which they might be good to be remembered in this friendship

i'm sorry if this is what it takes to stay good in this friendship...
and this is what a friend shall do when things turn sour as i can't lie to myself that our friendship is good but not great and i prefer to keep it that way in the sphere where hurt is and can be avoided

i'm sorry if last night was made...
i'm sorry if i can't deal with someone who only wants to be understood...
i'm sorry if i admire someone who wants to understand others first before sharing the wants to be understood...

i'm sorry if i was slightly dishonest in the past...
i'm sorry if i was unable to lie any longer...
i'm sorry...

Last Night In St Theresa

Last night I was in the Church of Life, letting three candles burnt while sending simple prayers to my Dear Lord to take a good care of my loved ones and my business that is now in the fast lane of growing path

Last night I was in Saint Theresa, being another person with sincerity and praying for simplicity as this life has been wonderful and I just want to swim this ocean of joy by being a person who believes in my Redeemer only

Last night I was amazed by one simple confession of one imperfect chap who lost his voice due to throat cancer, but then he stood up above anything and cared for nothing but to voice his love of our Savior which is unbelievable

Last night I was blessed to learn from this chap that there are 3 ways how our Dear Lord might have loved us in this life, and those 3 ways are suddenly putting me back to all those days when life was seemingly unfair but then I know by now He has loved me most by any means

And last night I was there, thanking for another week that has gone by, wishing for another week to come by and longing for every lesson that I might take up as life is a learning process that never ends

And last night I was there in my Church of Life, in Saint Theresa, with love and joy
And last night I was overjoyed by the facts I’m living a life which is nearly perfect

And last night I was there to see my candles melting to the end
And last night my love for my Redeemer was strengthened till the end

Have a splendid Monday!

The Beauty of Falling Rain

Who says falling rain is less beautiful?
I never say and I won’t…

Falling rain for me is an enticing moment to savor where a cup of hot tea seems to taste million bucks…

Have you tried this before?
Holding a cup of hot tea while biting one piece of croissant?
It is just fantastic in feeling…

If I can be honest, the view of this morning when this writing is composed is so cracking when pouring rain leads to another spell of misty look, a moment where the lights of motorists emerge like fireflies that are so nice to savor

Can you feel it?

And now…
Every drop of pouring rain describes the love of our Dear Lord to continue letting every grass, tree and forest to live their lives in the fullest meanings by savoring the natural water from heaven

Don’t you think it is really great?

Every now and then I know every pouring rain is a balance of sunny day, and what our Dear Lord has prepared is a life in balance, and I realize a life in balance is a fulfilled life, and a fulfilled life is the simplest secret to live this life to the fullest where utmost joy is well guaranteed

Happy pouring rain everyone!

Sore Ini

Aku selalu merindukan sore seperti sore ini, langit bersaput awan mendung, gerimis turun perlahan, suhu menurun mengikuti jejak malam.

Aku selalu mencintai sore seperti sore ini, hening.. sepi.. cenderung dingin, apakah hati ini memang benar benar sedingin sore ini ? aku tak tahu, mungkin jawabannya iya atau hanya terkadang saja hatiku bisa sebeku ini ..

Aku selalu menikmati sore seperti sore ini, ketika matahari turun perlahan nun jauh disana, tanpa diganggu dering telepon manapun dan ditemani secangkir kopi hangat, aku menggali perasaan-perasaan ku sendiri, mencoba menyusun puzzle-puzzle hidup ku yang masih berantakan.

Aku menghirup dalam-dalam angin yang berhembus sore ini, seakan tak biarkan itu terlewat percuma, sore dimana aku mencoba menjadi pribadi yang sederhana, hidup untuk hari ini saja, tak takut apa yang terjadi esok, tak khawatir apa yang mungkin menimpa, tak menduga-duga apa yang belum terjadi didepan mata, dan semuanya aku serahkan kepada Sang Pencipta.

(load of thanks, von... for allowing me posting this stunning piece of your writing)

love letter (from the breeze, the semaya, seminyak bali)

my dearly beloved,

and the love of bali continues as the love for you continues blooming...

in a way where love was planted seemed to be perfect, it was the way how love was blossomed that made me passionate about you and yourself...

while many would whisper over and over again that they way love was planted was the best way to judge our love, i'd continue arguing and believing that "how the way was blossomed" was that mattered most to our only beloved love...

and i know i'd stick to what i believe in till heaven bursts...

and if felt "the breeze" in the samaya hotel might be too magical to feel when rain was harshly falling on previous saturday night, still, i was thinking that being with you would always matter most than which places we might have gone...

and if wished "the sea breeze" nearby shore might be too unreal to wish when moments we had seemed to be unrivalled, still, i could say that every smile you shared was enjoyed more than any italian salad or belgium breads that we had that night...

and if many "ifs" would be continued writing then i'd believe many "thens" would be continued jotting down too...

but the whole truth would stand forever across the time that with whom you go always matters most than where you go...

and suddenly my passion of writing about bali is now coming back again, and i must write about you more and more ( as more as i want t0 write about bali )...

still, i'm wordless to depict what blasting feeling i was involved with you in these recent days...

still, i'm speechless to tell you how much previous trip has taken me to another phase of life which is blissful is the feeling and joyful is the emotion...

still, many more to write despite too few to confess as i'm better in writing than telling...

now it is now that allows me to write about you...
now it is today that makes me believe that our love is now written in the stars...
now it is tomorrow that makes me wish to be with you for always...

(i wish i had done enough to make you believe that i love you)..
(i wish i had seen enough every token to believe that you were made for me)..
(i wish i had writen enough to make you feel how much i want you to be in this life)..

with every love in the world,
kevin anthony