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| view from dining |
LOST MY VOICE
FOUND MY SANCTUARY
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| lingulata spiral yellow |
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| mini bridal bouquet |
Hello
I have been keeping quiet literally because I temporarily lost my voice.You see I was sick and down with flu, cough and fever for about just two days and guess what ??... on the third day I lost my voice !!
Ever lost anything ? If you have I bet you did not even realise you had it until you lost it what more appreciated it. I definitely felt like that. You know on second thoughts when I had that voice I used to abuse it ...say what I like ..shout sometimes...practically just do as I please and often did not even care or realize it was there! No respect at all... for that voice ...I guess I just assumed it will be there tomorrow and the next day and forever. it had been with me all this while for nearly sixty years....Until when I opened my mouth and just heard myself sort of "hissing" then only my heart told my head "no voice today...system down..." Oh No! I heard myself say ....What have I done ? Did I abused it? I must have ...my conscience began to confirm...the realization came abit too late ... just like when you have lost something or someone ...sound familiar ? I pray it is only temporary because I cannot imagine not having a voice...god help me !
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| japanese carp in love |
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| bright yellow daisy |
That would be tragic for me...plus amoung other things that I will not be able to do which I enjoy most.... ....sshhhh..." talk" to my plants and my fishes ? Sound mad and unreal ? Well to be honest I really do that ...I mean literally "talk" to them all when I had my voice. It's called bonding. Now that the voice is gone I miss being able to give both fishes and plants words of appreciation for their bright colours, beautiful bloom and especially for the oxygen those plants give me for free ... and all that happens is with the grace of God.
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| Scented Strophanthus gratus |
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| sweet smelling kenanga |
I remember the moment I gained some strength I was looking forward to do my usual routine..that is to walk in my garden for an hour..however the only thing different this particular morning I could not "chat" with my plants and flowers and suddenly it gets to me.... What if that voice never return ! It made my body shiver and my heart beat faster.I prayed hard and my heart begged Allah almighty for his mercy to return my voice.I began to reflect how life just change in a split second for some people on this earth with the onset of unexpected calamities or disease or accidents and when that happen it is the start of a new chapter. You are just forced to accept it ....Patience is the key to remain sane. The chapter before this suddenly remain as memories to behold...
I walked as usual and suddenly I started to realize that I was using my other senses more... I could hear birds chirping and there were more than one kind of chirp which I did not notice before this. Then I saw a few birds chasing one another as they rest now and then either on one of the many flowering heleconias or the rich red costus barbatus cleverly balancing on their tiny little feet, their long thin beak reaching for the nectar inside. How amazing ! This cannot be the work of nature...this must be the work of the CREATOR ! mashaalah ...How great HE is I was reminded again...
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| Streligecae Nicolai |
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| bird perch on costus barbatus |
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| peach scented rose |
it was drinking and enjoying a bath at the end of the leave where the water was trapped. It was opening and closing its wings and dipping itself in the water and chirping happily not caring for the surroundings and that scene was special and magnificent to me.
I wish I had my camera to document such special occasion....To me seeing a bird bathing in a man made bird bath ..that is common but to see a bird bath at the end of a leave ..that is certainly very rare... the leave curling itself at the end to trap the rainwater... there must be a reason ...I thought this is god's grace and began to rationalize ..I thought to myself ....when it rained in the jungle especially where water is scarce this is where for that short period these birds can really enjoy a good bath in the flora and fauna yet safe from predators... However the next day I managed to capture the bird who decided to stop and perch on my costus barbatus after happily suckling it's nectar.
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| droplets on mauve rose petals |
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| lovely royal gold |
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| vinca purple |
I looked at all the other plants and leaves and flowers while they are still wet and it sparkled as though the droplets were diamonds strewed all over the garden !! What an amazing sight.. Thank God I said to myself ...I will try to not miss this wonderful moment and sight even when I get my voice back ..inshaalah....
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| macho male - i can smell you ! |
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| cool female - hello i am here ! |
So lesson learnt..... although I lost my voice ..
I found my sanctuary in my heart and in my own secret garden..... Have you found yours?
Syukur Alhamdulilah
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