Watching Him Work

One new year eve, maybe when I was ten, I stood in silence behind my grandfather. He brought my story book, along with cans of paint and brushes. He opened the book and stopped on a page with picture of a boy and a girl...

Grandfather

Three days ago, on the day of the death of my grandfather, I sat still with my cousins in the living room, waiting for our turn to give our last kisses to his flowery-scented body. My grandmother couldn’t move her...

I’ve Been Dead for Too Long

After finish reading The Power of Now by Eckhart Tolle, I become more conscious of my thought. I’m not surprised when I found myself couldn’t stop thinking, because that’s pretty much what I’ve been doing for my whole life....

Little Mischief Guys Called Thought and Emotion

There are two things that us human, love the most: Thought and Emotion.  We love them so much that we let them take control of our lives. We are so into them that not even in a second, we are willing to let them...

Collective Pessimism

Collective pessimism: an act of responding to a global issue in a pessimistic way which done by a large group of people. Human are all pessimistic in some extent. This keeps us survive the harsh reality of life: choosing...

Popped-Up Thoughts

Few days after the death of one of my best friend's father, I asked to one of my other besties, "what if that happen to us?" "I might've cried desperately if my parents die," she answered.  I frowned, because...

Twenty Three

Two and three make a scary number when they’re together. Two by itself is adorable. It’s curvy yet straight and children draw a duck from it. Three by itself is funny. It’s half-circle, curly and teenagers draw boobs and...

Kasihan, Sarjana

Beberapa bulan yang lalu, ada seorang teman yang bercerita, tentang temannya yang langsung menikah setelah lulus, lalu menjadi seorang penjual nasi uduk. "Sarjana lho, Kal. Jualan nasi, kan eman-eman. Buru-buru nikah sih."  Aku...

Romantic Love in Little Women

It's been ages since I put down a book just to cover my face with a pillow and shout over romantic scenes between fictional characters. It happened during the last a hundred pages of this book. Beside the love to family...

Something About Plastic Bags in Banjarmasin

It's been almost three years, since the local government of my hometown, Banjarmasin, banned the use of plastic bags in modern shopping places all over the city. So, it has become a habit for my mom to bring her own reusable...

Fucks Told by "The Subtle Art of Not Giving A Fuck"

Here are some fucks told by this book, that is written in an ordinary way by Mark Manson, for ordinary people out there, who need to swear at their fucking ordinary lives.  This is those ordinary fucks:  if...