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and so here it is, ladies and gentlemen, a territory where you can find some footnotes of vahd's life. it contains his ideas, interests, stories, pictures and, sometimes, the most important nonsense of his life... haa!

Sunday, April 12, 2009

a walk in the spring

Posted by Vahd Mulachela at 1:53 AM

Labels: lowlands

5 comments:

Ren! said...: a beautiful moment captured on camera. i guess this was taken in keukenhof?
good to know that you have had enough travel for now to 'fuel' your dissertation writing :) all the best, Vahd.; 1:14 AM
BeluBelloBelle said...: what a catchy colors surrounded you outta...re-fresh...must be delicious to have that trip.; 11:29 AM
Ren! said...: This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.; 8:52 PM
Vahd Mulachela said...: indeed it was not very far from keukenhof, on a roadside somewhere on the way to noordwijk. the credit goes to the photographer though, not me, huhuhu...; 4:18 AM
Anonymous said...: mmm... i like this pic. i always wondering to have four seasons :)good luck -dva-; 1:19 PM

twain

twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. so throw off the bowlines. sail away from the safe harbor. catch the trade winds in your sails. explore. dream. discover.

(mark twain)

edmund hillary

if you set out for an adventure, and you're absolutely convinced you're going to be successful, why bother starting?

meaning

when one dines alone
one knows the meaning
of conversation.

(B. Kennelly)

always

Days may not be fair,
always.
That's when I'll be there,
always.
Not for just an hour,
Not for just a day.
Not for just a year,
but always.

(Irving Berlin, Always, 1925)

kennelly

"...a writer is not interested in explaining reality; he's interested in capturing it."

made in heaven

winter silhouette 2003

for jikan, the silent one

"Above all, remember that you are standing at the center of life, not on the periphery of someplace more important. The lives lived here were and are as full of love and drama as any on earth, and you have the privilege of learning about them from the most definitive sources. No other town, church, house, or street on earth is exactly like this one, and you are listening to its beating heart."

(Jon Spayde, UtneReader Magazine, July-August 2001)

the will

if it be your will
that i speak no more
and my voice be still
like it was before
i will speak no more
i shall abide until
i am spoken for

if it be your will.

(l. cohen)

in between

"...but i will walk the road however hard it is, because only on the road you can see that yesterday lies behind you and tomorrow waits on the path ahead. The road measures life in distance. The further you travel, the longer you live."

(Ma Jian, Red Dust, 2002)

a gift from leo

You tell me that silence
is nearer to peace than poems
but if for my gift
I brought you silence
(for I know silence)
you would say
This is not silence
this is another poem
and you would hand it back to me.

(l. cohen)

dimming of the day

"In loving you
I've held back no reserve
and so I've nothing left
to give tomorrow's lover
when you go."

(Rod McKuen)

my about

Vahd Mulachela: Jakarta, DKI, Indonesia; my name is vahd. yes, vahd. I love maps, reading, writing, figuring out 'the way to get there and back again'. my coffee is black with a teaspoon of sugar. I rarely discuss my tailor or my hairstyle. no matter how busy i am, i can always be relaxed... especially when i'm in cikini or when there's good music. i play the acoustic guitar (mostly to entertain myself and someone i try to impress) and i have a pair of old shoes that's been walking with me through so many different streets where i saw and meet people quite like you.

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