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Showing posts with label Pieces. Show all posts
14 February 2011
Fast Forward
and finally it arrives ...
feeling like pressing the *fastforward* button
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feeling like pressing the *fastforward* button
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16 July 2010
The Present
"For many days, I wondered if that mat really had existed, or of he was an angel sent by God to teach me the secret lessons of life. In the end, I decided that he had been a real man, a man who had loved me, even if only for an afternoon, and during that afternoon, he'd given me everything... his struggles, his joys, his difficulties, and his dreams. That afternoon I gave myself wholly as well--I was his companion, his audience, his lover. In a matter of only a few hours, I experienced the love of a lifetime."
Mother looked at daughter...
"I've never stopped loving your father, not for a single day... He's always been my side, doing his best, and I want to be with him until the end. But the heart's a mysterious thing, and I still don't really understand what happened that afternoon... meeting that man left me feeling more confident, and showed me I was still capable of loving and being loved, and it taught me something else that I'll never forget: finding one important thing in your life doesn't mean you have to give up all the other important things."
(Brida, by Paulo Coelho, p.168-169)
Love, in any form, can happen as brief as that if we're able to live in the present. Always have that space in you for 'the present', rite Mariana?!? :)
Let the Tanzanesia journey begin!
Mother looked at daughter...
"I've never stopped loving your father, not for a single day... He's always been my side, doing his best, and I want to be with him until the end. But the heart's a mysterious thing, and I still don't really understand what happened that afternoon... meeting that man left me feeling more confident, and showed me I was still capable of loving and being loved, and it taught me something else that I'll never forget: finding one important thing in your life doesn't mean you have to give up all the other important things."
(Brida, by Paulo Coelho, p.168-169)
Love, in any form, can happen as brief as that if we're able to live in the present. Always have that space in you for 'the present', rite Mariana?!? :)
Let the Tanzanesia journey begin!
02 April 2010
Pieces #1: Being Human and Frail
Sis,
So you like the idea of Pieces Mission. Great! So, here we go...
I was supposed to write this down last night before falling asleep. But, was a bit swamped I guess.
I went to the Tropical Museum in Amsterdam for an Anthropology course that I'm taking this period. It was a group trip, with the lecturer and the class. It is quite a huge museum and the building was functioned as the VOC (yes, that 'known-as-cruel' abbreviation in our country) headquarter during the colonialism time. The assignment was to observe and reflect on the Sub-Saharan Africa, Latin America, and North Africa-Middle East exhibitions. It was interesting to observe and analyze museum's exhibitions with my new 'eyeglasses' -- the critical perspective on every sentences and displays.. which means more work inside my brain, which means more and more grey-hair... hahaha...
Then, in the evening I went to the church here in Wageningen for the Kamis Putih or the Last Supper celebration mass. I went with Nokutula, my 'tough' friend from Zimbabwe. There were moments when I really missed you all--Pa, Ma, Sis. I remembered every Easter masses we always go to the church together--figuring out what time to depart from home to be able to get seats in the Cathedral Church or in Regina Pacis Hall.
Then we had some drinks in the bar in Wageningen Centrum. It's called Vlaamsche Reus, it's my class (and some lecturers) favorite meeting place. We usually go there after class on Friday evening, but we moved it to Thursday evening this time. We like this place because there's no loud music, so that we can really talk and have good and fun conversations! I remember just before leaving I made a remark that 'I am one of those girls who don't know what they want in life' ... and yes Sis, I still don't know for sure. I still envy those people who have a bold passion in life (like you and your photography world), who know where they want to go, what they believe in... everything is random with me at the moment, things are thin--not bold.
Well, but I am not in despair. I am still optimistic, like that proverb that goes: 'I still see the light at the end of the tunnel'
But, you know Sis, it was good to be able to say that to people: that I don't know what I want in life yet, that I still haven't found what I'm looking for... At the moment I am reading Paulo Coelho "The Winner Stands Alone" and I've reached the part where a character, a young lady at her 25 who just won a movie audition and will be playing a leading role--her life's dream! She's in the final stage of an interview and the producer (in a yacht) asked her to tell them about herself. She dazzled him by saying the following:
'I'm just one of millions of people in the world who have always dreamed of being on a yacht like this, looking at the sea, and talking about the possibility of working with at least one of you gentlemen. And you both know that. I doubt there's anything else I might say that will change anything very much. .... ' And the story goes: She's glad to have had the guts to show that she's human and frail ... And more it goes: There's a disease called sleeping sickness and a similar disease can attack the soul. It's very dangerous because the early stages often go unnoticed. At the first sign of indifference or lack of enthusiasm, take note! The only preventive against this disease is the realization that the soul suffers, suffers greatly, when we force it to live superficially. The soul loves all things beautiful and deep.
The I went back home and fell asleep... a good one :)
Till next one Sis!
So you like the idea of Pieces Mission. Great! So, here we go...
I was supposed to write this down last night before falling asleep. But, was a bit swamped I guess.
I went to the Tropical Museum in Amsterdam for an Anthropology course that I'm taking this period. It was a group trip, with the lecturer and the class. It is quite a huge museum and the building was functioned as the VOC (yes, that 'known-as-cruel' abbreviation in our country) headquarter during the colonialism time. The assignment was to observe and reflect on the Sub-Saharan Africa, Latin America, and North Africa-Middle East exhibitions. It was interesting to observe and analyze museum's exhibitions with my new 'eyeglasses' -- the critical perspective on every sentences and displays.. which means more work inside my brain, which means more and more grey-hair... hahaha...
Then, in the evening I went to the church here in Wageningen for the Kamis Putih or the Last Supper celebration mass. I went with Nokutula, my 'tough' friend from Zimbabwe. There were moments when I really missed you all--Pa, Ma, Sis. I remembered every Easter masses we always go to the church together--figuring out what time to depart from home to be able to get seats in the Cathedral Church or in Regina Pacis Hall.
Then we had some drinks in the bar in Wageningen Centrum. It's called Vlaamsche Reus, it's my class (and some lecturers) favorite meeting place. We usually go there after class on Friday evening, but we moved it to Thursday evening this time. We like this place because there's no loud music, so that we can really talk and have good and fun conversations! I remember just before leaving I made a remark that 'I am one of those girls who don't know what they want in life' ... and yes Sis, I still don't know for sure. I still envy those people who have a bold passion in life (like you and your photography world), who know where they want to go, what they believe in... everything is random with me at the moment, things are thin--not bold.
Well, but I am not in despair. I am still optimistic, like that proverb that goes: 'I still see the light at the end of the tunnel'
But, you know Sis, it was good to be able to say that to people: that I don't know what I want in life yet, that I still haven't found what I'm looking for... At the moment I am reading Paulo Coelho "The Winner Stands Alone" and I've reached the part where a character, a young lady at her 25 who just won a movie audition and will be playing a leading role--her life's dream! She's in the final stage of an interview and the producer (in a yacht) asked her to tell them about herself. She dazzled him by saying the following:
'I'm just one of millions of people in the world who have always dreamed of being on a yacht like this, looking at the sea, and talking about the possibility of working with at least one of you gentlemen. And you both know that. I doubt there's anything else I might say that will change anything very much. .... ' And the story goes: She's glad to have had the guts to show that she's human and frail ... And more it goes: There's a disease called sleeping sickness and a similar disease can attack the soul. It's very dangerous because the early stages often go unnoticed. At the first sign of indifference or lack of enthusiasm, take note! The only preventive against this disease is the realization that the soul suffers, suffers greatly, when we force it to live superficially. The soul loves all things beautiful and deep.
The I went back home and fell asleep... a good one :)
Till next one Sis!
20 March 2010
March Arch
March is the start of the color and smell of spring (and yes, it will be my first experience of spring's beauty!). March is the start of Period 4 in my MAKS study (the new name of my MSc program is Master of Development and Rural Innovation, as per September 2010).
March is living my decision to focus my study in Rural Development Sociology and to dwell with intensive Anthropological and Governance readings and discussions. A failure to fulfill a workshop assignment in my 'Anthropology and Rural Development' class, ended up with being fortunate to receive the following thought from a wise classmate:
"Don't compare... and you will be able to fully express yourself. The universe is a massive puzzle and each one of us is a unique piece of that puzzle"
March is about being a bit frustrated on thinking about what to do for my Thesis instead of making time to start reading, reading, and reading... (favorite student paradox!).
But, March is also about re-thinking life, re-thinking my existence in life, re-thinking my thinking of life... March is also about the 'Arch' -- my undefined term of a character that introduced me to a good heart, a peaceful mind, and a sincere act.
March is living my decision to focus my study in Rural Development Sociology and to dwell with intensive Anthropological and Governance readings and discussions. A failure to fulfill a workshop assignment in my 'Anthropology and Rural Development' class, ended up with being fortunate to receive the following thought from a wise classmate:
"Don't compare... and you will be able to fully express yourself. The universe is a massive puzzle and each one of us is a unique piece of that puzzle"
March is about being a bit frustrated on thinking about what to do for my Thesis instead of making time to start reading, reading, and reading... (favorite student paradox!).
But, March is also about re-thinking life, re-thinking my existence in life, re-thinking my thinking of life... March is also about the 'Arch' -- my undefined term of a character that introduced me to a good heart, a peaceful mind, and a sincere act.
24 February 2010
Jakarta is like sugar; the ants just keep on coming!
Finally found this piece again! Thanks to Pak Agung from Omah Sendok Restaurant!
The Jakarta Globe Newspaper
April 16, 2009
My Jakarta: Steisi Mileiva
Steisi Mileiva, 24, is a research assistant at the World Bank who recently made the move to Jakarta from the outlying city of Bogor. But the Bogor Agricultural University graduate could easily have taken an entirely different career path. After graduating with a degree in food science technology she was offered two jobs: the one she didn’t take as a television news reporter and the one she ultimately chose, which she says has given her a glimpse into the art of achieving progress in Jakarta.
So what do you do at the World Bank?
I work in coordination with the Ministry of National Education to help young drop-outs find pathways to employment. We work with the director general of nonformal and informal education to put high school and college-aged kids in short education programs: beauty, automotive, tailoring, computing and other vocational courses. The training providers are required to place the students in jobs after graduation.
When you’re not busy at the World Bank how do you like to spend your time?
I play basketball and I’m a member of the Metropolitan Toastmasters Club in Kuningan. I used to be involved in more activities when I lived in Bogor, but it was time to make the move and live on my own.
How did you decide to move to Jakarta?
I know it’s not far, only 2 hours, but I wanted to challenge myself and push my comfort level.
What do you miss in Bogor?
I was really active in my church and I was involved in all kinds of activities. I was in a choir — I miss that. We had some great moments. When you sing at a wedding you have the chance to make it beautiful for the couple. And during Christmas we would go to retirement homes and when we sang it would bring people to tears. I guess they miss the warm Christmas celebrations they used to enjoy with their families. I am looking for a choir like that here in Jakarta.
So you have a really good singing voice?
Not really. That’s why I sing with a choir.
Do people in Bogor have a certain perception of Jakarta?
Well, I think people know that if it’s greenery and trees they’re looking for they should come to Bogor, but if they want malls and museums, Jakarta is the place to be. Here is where the excitement is. You’re close to the decision makers. There are more job opportunities here. Jakarta is like sugar; the ants just keep on coming.
So whether Jakarta is the right city for you depends on where you are in your life?
People who are thinking about settling down and having a family usually say it’s more affordable to do it in Bogor or outside of Jakarta. School fees are cheaper and the quality of air is better because it’s less polluted.
When you’re not at the office is there a cafe or restaurant in Jakarta that you come back to again and again?
It’s not the place, it’s the people. You can be at a lousy cafe but have a great time as long as you surround yourself with the right people. I know this cafe near my boarding house, Omah Sendok in Jalan Taman Empu Sendok — it’s a cozy place with traditional food in a cafe-like setting. There’s nasi liwet [rice boiled in coconut milk] and bir pletok , a nonalcoholic drink made from different spices. You rarely see it in other cafes. It’s a traditional Betawi drink.
Working in education, is there anything you think should get more attention in the school system?
I personally like public speaking. I think that the Indonesian school system should place more emphasis on it. When you talk to kids who don’t attend international schools they are timid and afraid to say what’s on their mind. I have family members from all over the greater Jakarta area and when everyone gets together I am always the one who acts as emcee. For example, if it’s the birthday of one of my cousins , I want to give them a chance to have their say, but when I invite them up to talk into the microphone they’re shy. However, they are practicing. I keep encouraging my little cousins not to be scared when they are talking in front of groups of people.
How did you choose between a job at the World Bank and a job as a reporter?
I had an offer from Trans TV and an offer from the World Bank. I sought advice from family and friends and then sat down and thought about it myself. That was one of the biggest decisions in my life. I am happy with my job, but I will always be curious about the world of the TV reporter.
You seem happy with your decision. What have you gained from working at the World Bank?
I understand the government and how my country works. I’ve seen it from the inside because I work side by side with members of a ministry. I know why things take time and why programs aren’t easy to put into action. In preparing a project you can hire the most advanced technical expertise money can buy, but if the people don’t fit — like pieces of the Jakarta puzzle — it doesn’t work. Its an art.
Steisi Mileiva was talking to Zack Petersen.
The Jakarta Globe Newspaper
April 16, 2009
My Jakarta: Steisi Mileiva
Steisi Mileiva, 24, is a research assistant at the World Bank who recently made the move to Jakarta from the outlying city of Bogor. But the Bogor Agricultural University graduate could easily have taken an entirely different career path. After graduating with a degree in food science technology she was offered two jobs: the one she didn’t take as a television news reporter and the one she ultimately chose, which she says has given her a glimpse into the art of achieving progress in Jakarta.
So what do you do at the World Bank?
I work in coordination with the Ministry of National Education to help young drop-outs find pathways to employment. We work with the director general of nonformal and informal education to put high school and college-aged kids in short education programs: beauty, automotive, tailoring, computing and other vocational courses. The training providers are required to place the students in jobs after graduation.
When you’re not busy at the World Bank how do you like to spend your time?
I play basketball and I’m a member of the Metropolitan Toastmasters Club in Kuningan. I used to be involved in more activities when I lived in Bogor, but it was time to make the move and live on my own.
How did you decide to move to Jakarta?
I know it’s not far, only 2 hours, but I wanted to challenge myself and push my comfort level.
What do you miss in Bogor?
I was really active in my church and I was involved in all kinds of activities. I was in a choir — I miss that. We had some great moments. When you sing at a wedding you have the chance to make it beautiful for the couple. And during Christmas we would go to retirement homes and when we sang it would bring people to tears. I guess they miss the warm Christmas celebrations they used to enjoy with their families. I am looking for a choir like that here in Jakarta.
So you have a really good singing voice?
Not really. That’s why I sing with a choir.
Do people in Bogor have a certain perception of Jakarta?
Well, I think people know that if it’s greenery and trees they’re looking for they should come to Bogor, but if they want malls and museums, Jakarta is the place to be. Here is where the excitement is. You’re close to the decision makers. There are more job opportunities here. Jakarta is like sugar; the ants just keep on coming.
So whether Jakarta is the right city for you depends on where you are in your life?
People who are thinking about settling down and having a family usually say it’s more affordable to do it in Bogor or outside of Jakarta. School fees are cheaper and the quality of air is better because it’s less polluted.
When you’re not at the office is there a cafe or restaurant in Jakarta that you come back to again and again?
It’s not the place, it’s the people. You can be at a lousy cafe but have a great time as long as you surround yourself with the right people. I know this cafe near my boarding house, Omah Sendok in Jalan Taman Empu Sendok — it’s a cozy place with traditional food in a cafe-like setting. There’s nasi liwet [rice boiled in coconut milk] and bir pletok , a nonalcoholic drink made from different spices. You rarely see it in other cafes. It’s a traditional Betawi drink.
Working in education, is there anything you think should get more attention in the school system?
I personally like public speaking. I think that the Indonesian school system should place more emphasis on it. When you talk to kids who don’t attend international schools they are timid and afraid to say what’s on their mind. I have family members from all over the greater Jakarta area and when everyone gets together I am always the one who acts as emcee. For example, if it’s the birthday of one of my cousins , I want to give them a chance to have their say, but when I invite them up to talk into the microphone they’re shy. However, they are practicing. I keep encouraging my little cousins not to be scared when they are talking in front of groups of people.
How did you choose between a job at the World Bank and a job as a reporter?
I had an offer from Trans TV and an offer from the World Bank. I sought advice from family and friends and then sat down and thought about it myself. That was one of the biggest decisions in my life. I am happy with my job, but I will always be curious about the world of the TV reporter.
You seem happy with your decision. What have you gained from working at the World Bank?
I understand the government and how my country works. I’ve seen it from the inside because I work side by side with members of a ministry. I know why things take time and why programs aren’t easy to put into action. In preparing a project you can hire the most advanced technical expertise money can buy, but if the people don’t fit — like pieces of the Jakarta puzzle — it doesn’t work. Its an art.
Steisi Mileiva was talking to Zack Petersen.
22 February 2010
You Don't Listen!
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I told you to let go
but you don't listen...
I told you to forget
but you don't listen...
I told you to look another way
but you don't listen...
I am PAIN
and I always give you those options
You always hear me,
but you don't listen!
09 December 2009
Senyap pagi ini...
Dalam senyap pagi ini...
Merenda hidup di tempat baru sungguh petualangan yang menarik! Tempat baru, teman baru, problematika baru, kesempatan baru.
Tidak mudah merengek dan mengeluh untuk setiap permasalahan. Tidak mudah mengekspresikan 100% beban di hati dengan bahasa asing, maka sekian persen sesak itu masih tersisa... Seringkali kubicara dengan diriku sendiri, berpijak dengan dua kaki ini.
Namun, inilah saat 'suara hati' sungguh berperan.
Suara hati, dimana Dia bersabda.
Saat kukatupkan tangan, dan kepala merunduk
Saat kupejamkan mata, dan mulai berkata
Kudengar suara hati,
...dalam senyap pagi ini.
Merenda hidup di tempat baru sungguh petualangan yang menarik! Tempat baru, teman baru, problematika baru, kesempatan baru.
Tidak mudah merengek dan mengeluh untuk setiap permasalahan. Tidak mudah mengekspresikan 100% beban di hati dengan bahasa asing, maka sekian persen sesak itu masih tersisa... Seringkali kubicara dengan diriku sendiri, berpijak dengan dua kaki ini.
Namun, inilah saat 'suara hati' sungguh berperan.
Suara hati, dimana Dia bersabda.
Saat kukatupkan tangan, dan kepala merunduk
Saat kupejamkan mata, dan mulai berkata
Kudengar suara hati,
...dalam senyap pagi ini.
22 November 2009
The ‘S-es’ of Silver Steisi
It was November 8, one of the most beautiful Sunny days in Wageningen.
Morning
There was a Sweet Surprise on my door from Lieneke. A colorful writing of happy birthday with colorful balloons hanging on its side. It was another Serene Sunday mass at Aula Dei. It was a Spontaneous decision to cycle to de Bongerd and Sit facing the Sun reading Jared Diamond’s Science-novel.
Afternoon
It was another Spontaneous decision to take some pictures of the Stunning colors of autumn around Forum building. It was quite an effort to Stop those tiny drops of water from my eyes after hearing my father’s voice from the other side of the globe. It was a fun trip to the Supermarket to do food Shopping with Fenni. It was a Surprising encounter with Mariana and Miguel at the Supermarket which Somehow re-Structure their Surprise plan.
Evening
The Simple and Small dinner celebration was really Special; with Spaghetti, home-made Stampot, Slagroom, and my best friend: Fenni. Then came my other Special friends—Mariana and Miguel; with a Speculaas birthday cake and an S-shaped chocolate.
It was November 8, one of the most beautiful Sunny days in Wageningen; and it was Superb!
Morning
There was a Sweet Surprise on my door from Lieneke. A colorful writing of happy birthday with colorful balloons hanging on its side. It was another Serene Sunday mass at Aula Dei. It was a Spontaneous decision to cycle to de Bongerd and Sit facing the Sun reading Jared Diamond’s Science-novel.
Afternoon
It was another Spontaneous decision to take some pictures of the Stunning colors of autumn around Forum building. It was quite an effort to Stop those tiny drops of water from my eyes after hearing my father’s voice from the other side of the globe. It was a fun trip to the Supermarket to do food Shopping with Fenni. It was a Surprising encounter with Mariana and Miguel at the Supermarket which Somehow re-Structure their Surprise plan.
Evening
The Simple and Small dinner celebration was really Special; with Spaghetti, home-made Stampot, Slagroom, and my best friend: Fenni. Then came my other Special friends—Mariana and Miguel; with a Speculaas birthday cake and an S-shaped chocolate.
It was November 8, one of the most beautiful Sunny days in Wageningen; and it was Superb!
08 November 2009
Ulang Tahun
In Bahasa Indonesia, Happy Birthday is "Selamat Ulang Tahun." If literally translated, Selamat Ulang Tahun is more or less "Happy Repeating the Year".
Reaching quarter century, I was wondering why "Ulang Tahun?" why "Repeating the Year?" I haven't done substantial research on it, so here's my own interpretation and a support from here.
I would say "Selamat Ulang Tahun" is not about repeating the previous year. It is a shorter way of saying "Selamat Ulang Tahun Lahir." In English, "Lahir" is "Birth". What is interesting is that, in Bahasa Indonesia, we are explicitly using the word "Ulang." In my opinion this is asking us to psychologically repeat the year of our birth. Repeat in our mind that years ago, there was a woman struggling emotionally and physically to give us to the world and the world to us. That years ago, there was or was not a man and some relatives struggling emotionally upon the moment of our existence or non-existence in this planet.
So this year, I again psychologically repeat the moment of my birth. This time, being (a bit) far away from them, I would like to repeat it and write it down.
Quarter century ago was a tough struggle for my mother, father, and some relatives. Of course I won't be able to thank them enough for such struggle. Such struggle that allows me to taste the world and countless things that life has to offer. But, I can and do LOVE them. And it is an irreversible LOVE!
Picture is taken from here.
01 November 2009
Sedikit
(English version below)
Sama seperti sedikit garam dan gula diperlukan saat memasak,
Sedikit galau
Sedikit rindu
Sedikit pedih
Sedikit air mata
diperlukan dalam hidup.
Berapa banyak?
Secukupnya.
Bagaimana tahu kalau sudah cukup?
Cicipi.
Cicipilah hidup, apa sudah terasa galau, rindu, pedih, dan air mata? Jika sudah, hidup tidak hambar. Hidup siap disantap.
*mengenang masak perdana di Wageningen, 26 Oktober 2009
**gambar dari sini
-----
Just like you need a little bit of salt and sugar when cooking,
A little bit of anxiety
A little bit of longing
A little bit of grieve
A little bit of tears
Is needed in life.
How much?
As needed.
How do I know that it’s enough?
Taste it.
Taste the anxiety, longing, grieve, and tears. If you feel it, life is not tasteless. Then, enjoy your meal! (eet smakelijk!)
Sama seperti sedikit garam dan gula diperlukan saat memasak,Sedikit galau
Sedikit rindu
Sedikit pedih
Sedikit air mata
diperlukan dalam hidup.
Berapa banyak?
Secukupnya.
Bagaimana tahu kalau sudah cukup?
Cicipi.
Cicipilah hidup, apa sudah terasa galau, rindu, pedih, dan air mata? Jika sudah, hidup tidak hambar. Hidup siap disantap.
*mengenang masak perdana di Wageningen, 26 Oktober 2009
**gambar dari sini
-----
Just like you need a little bit of salt and sugar when cooking,
A little bit of anxiety
A little bit of longing
A little bit of grieve
A little bit of tears
Is needed in life.
How much?
As needed.
How do I know that it’s enough?
Taste it.
Taste the anxiety, longing, grieve, and tears. If you feel it, life is not tasteless. Then, enjoy your meal! (eet smakelijk!)
28 October 2009
Why So Sad?
Why so sad?
Look at the beauty of life
That pinkish 'beauty of life' was taken 8 minutes ago from my window.
Well... it's simplifying the complex problems of the world by simply saying: "look at the beauty of life" But... it's nice for everyone to have the ability to cheer his/herself and be happy in this life!
What makes you happy?
Look at the beauty of life
That pinkish 'beauty of life' was taken 8 minutes ago from my window.
Well... it's simplifying the complex problems of the world by simply saying: "look at the beauty of life" But... it's nice for everyone to have the ability to cheer his/herself and be happy in this life!
What makes you happy?
26 October 2009
Menulis (Writing)
Jika ada satu jatah permintaan ajaib, kamu mau minta apa?
Saya akan minta "fasih dan senang menulis"
Semoga itu dianggap satu permintaan ...
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If you had a chance to ask for one magic wish, what would you ask? I would ask "to have the skills and the joy of writing"
Well, I hope that can be considered as one wish ...
25 October 2009
Bliss
I've always wanted to write down about this.
When we are introduced to new ideas/knowledge, people like to say: "take your time and let it sink"
I vaguely remember, but I think some lecturers in my MAKS classes also said it. In MAKS program lots of the social science theories and/or concepts are a whole new ball game for the students or at least for me who did my Bachelor in a field of natural science.
So, "take your time and let it sink"
I often do that when I'm experiencing a bliss as well.
What is a bliss?
According to the Oxford dictionary, being in a bliss is to be in a state of perfect happiness, oblivious (not aware) to everything else.
To me, some bliss moments were:
watching the sunrise in Mount Bromo,
experiencing the underwater world,
reading impressive sentences in Paulo Coelho's work;
and also some simple moments like:
sitting, walking, chatting with my sister (almost) at anytime anywhere,
reading friends' comments and pictures in facebook;
and like tonight,
when Mariana and Miguel (my 2 maravilloso friends here in Wageningen) cycled along with me to my home--Asserpark
At those moments I took the time and let the bliss sink...
I smiled ... and really grateful of being alive!
When we are introduced to new ideas/knowledge, people like to say: "take your time and let it sink"
I vaguely remember, but I think some lecturers in my MAKS classes also said it. In MAKS program lots of the social science theories and/or concepts are a whole new ball game for the students or at least for me who did my Bachelor in a field of natural science.
So, "take your time and let it sink"
I often do that when I'm experiencing a bliss as well.
What is a bliss?
According to the Oxford dictionary, being in a bliss is to be in a state of perfect happiness, oblivious (not aware) to everything else.
To me, some bliss moments were:
watching the sunrise in Mount Bromo,
experiencing the underwater world,
reading impressive sentences in Paulo Coelho's work;
and also some simple moments like:
sitting, walking, chatting with my sister (almost) at anytime anywhere,
reading friends' comments and pictures in facebook;
and like tonight,
when Mariana and Miguel (my 2 maravilloso friends here in Wageningen) cycled along with me to my home--Asserpark
At those moments I took the time and let the bliss sink...
I smiled ... and really grateful of being alive!
22 October 2009
I'm Back!
Readers, I'm back!
For the next year or two, I'll be writing it down from outside Indonesia.
I am currently in the Netherlands.
Gathering the past, struggling the present, and crafting the future through a Master course in Wageningen University.
I am enrolling in a SUPER interesting program named: MAKS... Management of Agro-Ecological Knowledge and Social Change! I promise you I'll write more about the program and my studies.
I'll write down my observations and (clumsy, happy-unhappy, success-failures) experiences of living in the other side of the planet. I am planning to do some of the writing in Bahasa Indonesia as well, with a special intention to share 'my two cents' about living abroad with my internet-savvy cousins and sister (Steva, Tama, Tiwi, Franz, Satria, Heri, Michael, Haga, Echie, Olie, Shinta, Shintya, Elen, Katy, Lona, Agi, and may be more readers...). Then, maybe they'll also routinely visit this webpage as often as they visit facebook or myspace or other educational sites (*wink* hahaha...).
So, enjoy your visit!
12 March 2009
It is
It is a bit painful
It is going back and forth
It is the spice of life
It is somehow needed
It is what it is
It is the way it is
It was this evening …
30 January 2009
The Power of 'writing it down'
After New Year celebration I wrote down that in 2009 I would love to go to Washington D.C. either for work or with my own money (for fun) and visit my aunt and fam in Virginia. The power of 'writing it down' came a bit fast for me. Here I am in Obama-DC. January 26 until February 6 combining work and fun. The excitement conquers the tiresome of work and the 'living my dream' reality warms up the cold-snowy-icy winter days...
Again, I prove the Alchemist "when u really really wants something the universe will conspire and help you to achieve it" and I'm thankful for living my life with this understanding: "everything happens for a reason" :)
I'm allowing life to surprise me! I'm ready!
pic from http://www.webtvwire.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/barack-obama-white-house.jpg
26 November 2008
HEROES vs Dilbert
In HEROES season #1 (not sure episode #1 or #2), there's a scene where Hiro 'travel' to New York City and found a comic book about him. EXACTLY describing detail things he did last night in Japan.
This week I made a cheerful start. Almost like Hiro, I found a comic piece about my work in the office :)
This week I made a cheerful start. Almost like Hiro, I found a comic piece about my work in the office :)
16 October 2008
Hapus
Suatu sore mendung di salah satu gedung pencakar langit kebanggan kota Jakarta… Kuning itu menyala...
X: gima na sih cara ny
X: ngapus
X: friend
X: kay lo apus gw
Y: ?
Cukup mengejutkan dan 4 baris itu cukup membuatku membalik-balik halaman novel misteri hidupku untuk mencari 2 halaman berbeda saat kisah itu dituliskan...
-thanks to X di sore itu, siapapun engkau dan bagaimanapun kita saling mengenal-
X: gima na sih cara ny
X: ngapus
X: friend
X: kay lo apus gw
Y: ?
Cukup mengejutkan dan 4 baris itu cukup membuatku membalik-balik halaman novel misteri hidupku untuk mencari 2 halaman berbeda saat kisah itu dituliskan...
-thanks to X di sore itu, siapapun engkau dan bagaimanapun kita saling mengenal-
21 April 2008
It Came Over Me in a 'Rush'
I imagine what if a person was given a chance to live his or her life till the end and then experience it again for the second time. In short he or she is being rebirth.Would he make use his time better without unnecessary juvenile delinquency, drugs, and hours of laziness after experiencing that time is the one thing that is constantly moving forward no matter which direction he goes?
Would she avoid ignorance and instead pour out love to her mother after experiencing being a mother herself: carrying a child in her womb for nine months, restraining the pain of giving birth, devoting every single minutes of her life in rising up and educating the child of her own?
Would he be desperate and decide to end his life as soon as possible after experiencing that he will only be a scavenger, a criminal, a broken home victim?
Would she be loony and break every single rules and limitations after experiencing a short life, being killed in an arrogant civil war?
Based on that assumption, there is a need to frequently isolate ourselves from the rush. Trying hard to remember the whole sketch of our previous live and identify the false lines. And even though we are not successful in doing so, we will still be cautious in making upcoming decisions, words, and actions.
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