Manageable Monday with MyMama Cut!

Manageable Monday with MyMama’s Cut ( A Senryū)

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Clip, snip, clip and snip!

Nothing like My Mama’s Cut,

head feeling lighter!

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Quote:-

I always feel good after I change my hair. You get a haircut and feel positive and ready to take on the day.- Kirstin Maldonado

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A blogger reads and writes

A blogger reads and writes ( haiku)

Read, read, digest them!

Assimilate, recreate.

A new synthesis!

person writing on a notebook beside macbook
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This Haiku is about how a blogger grows! The amount of readings and researches forms the basis of new ideas for writings.

Quotes:-

  1. “If you don’t have time to read, you don’t have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that.” Stephen King
  2.  “… Writing comes from reading, and reading is the finest teacher of how to write.” – Annie Proulx

SING A SONG OF FREEDOM

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SING A SONG OF FREEDOM

The following poem is about music as a plausible and healing therapy. Especially for those incarcerated in mental hospitals, prisons, or immigrant centers. A notable concept is Making music, healing souls including Sing Your Heart Out (SYHO), and Finding sanity through songs.

 Sing a song of freedom
 
 
Sing a song of freedom
 breaking through four walls
 is a light; a beacon
 
 In immigration detentions
 prison or hospitals
 do buoy up musical extensions
 
 
 Rehearse a song
 for sanity sake
 all day long.
 
 Sing your heart out (SYHO)
 as loud as you want
 even if you carry no clout.
 
 Adopting therapy in music
 as a tool for recovery
 Keeping minds clear; lucid
 
 So, do sing a song of freedom
 finding sanity through songs
 to free the mind of demons
 for one with no intent of treason.
   
                        Chen Song Ping, 18 Jan 2021

The day I flew like a superman.

The day I flew like a superman.

focused little cyclist girl riding runbike at countryside
Cycling (Photo by Tatiana Syrikova on Pexels.com)

I went back to my hometown.

I remember the road was much steeper.

I skidded down this very road.

And I flew down my bicycle

like a superman!

The fading scars near my right eyebrow and right forearm are reminders.

It seems like only yesterday.

Only I have forgotten how to ride a bicycle! 🙁

Quote:-

I have always struggled to achieve excellence. One thing that cycling has taught me is that if you can achieve something without a struggle it’s not going to be satisfying.:- Greg LeMond

Anniversaries: Is today less special?

Anniversaries: Is today less special? ( A Senryū)

This Haiku is about the celebration of anniversaries. Examples are Mother’s day, Women’s day, Mental health day, birthdays, wedding anniversary, etc. Is every day less special? Or the annual celebrations impact commercialisation?

Serious little politicians!

Serious little politicians!

Serious little politicians! Sinar news

This video was circulating in social media. This happens to be a crucial time. My country is contemplating who will be the next prime minister!

Serious little politicians!

How painful is pain?

How painful is pain?

group of person walking in mountain
Climb Ong (Photo by Eric Sanman on Pexels.com)

We visited a rural hospital. A young boy sat upon a bed with a cast on his right swollen foot. His sad and tearful face looked up as the team approached his bed.
“Sakit? (Pain?)”
He nodded his head and pointed to his foot.
The pain scores were charted as ‘2’ the whole day. (‘0′ means no pain, ’10’ means extreme pain according to a pain assessment ruler) “The boy pointed at ‘2’ most of the time!”
“Well, his face itself tells one it is at least an ‘8’ (according to a pain pictorial assessment tool).

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Quote:

Pain has a purpose. It tells us something needs to be attended to.- Chen S. P., Aug. 2021

The climb might be tough and challenging, but the view is worth it. There is a purpose for that pain; you just can’t always see it right away.- Victoria Arlen

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“Why can’t my mother die in my arm?”

“Why can’t my mother die in my arm?”

This was an angry outburst from a doctor son. It was a devastating and heart-breaking voice recording forwarded in a social media chat group. He received a box of her mother’s ashes four days after her death from COVID-19.

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prayer (Photo by Arina Krasnikova on Pexels.com)

Being a semi-retired healthcare worker, I can see where he is coming from. ICU staff with PPEs ( personal protective equipments) work round the clock on COVID-19 patients. It is a possible option for closed ones to wear PPEs to be near their loved ones. Although, no healthcare institution would take this risk.

It is important to weigh the risks and benefits of the practise and other options.

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A lady in ICU once instructed her loved ones to start chanting (Buddhist) during her final hour outside ICU. That was before COVID-19.

“A recorded prayers from close ones to be played next to ICU patients would be a good option, too!”

Hearing is thought to be the last sense to leave when a person Is unconscious or dying.

A final say; COVID-19 is indeed cruel to the last!

Airports: frozen in time?

Airports: frozen in time?

This wall mural used to greet us upon arrival in one of our airports. How long will the travel industry be frozen in time?

Wall mural in one of our airports

Quotes:-

The travel industry enables a global community in wellness, prosperity, and in sickness.

– Chen S.P., August 2021

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The choking haze after the fire

The choking haze after the fire

I took these pictures a few years back in Kuching when there was a forest fire in Kalimantan. Even these news pale as compared to today’s daily reports on Covid-19!

People are busy fighting this pandemic war, there is no time and energy for deforestation and unethical developments.

Quote:

Finally, we have cleaner air, but only, with this threat of Covid-19 virus in the air! – Chen S.P., Aug, 2021

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