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Monday, March 05, 2012

spectrum of life

Aurora borealis, one of the greatest magical natural events that I want to see with my own eyes. It is so alive and magical.... hypnotising me. It can happen because the earth and its sky consists of trillions particles, which are uncountable. Amazingly, when the opposites particles met and collide in certain period of the year, they create moving lights, as they are dancing. As the earth, inside of you and me consists of the same particles, which are alive and actively work in the same principle. As we wonder in some occasions in our life, these particles will show the magical dance. Just wait see and keep believing it will come.


Saturday, March 03, 2012

offers and personal enjoyment


Some people like me are used to buy food stuffs, which are in offer. I just wonder this is a reasonable act and I think it is definitely good for our pocket. By having less price we can buy more variety of foods. But often we do not realise to what extent our life is shaped by the offers in shops and supermarket. Do you? 

You can follow what shops offer you, or buying what you want regardless the offer. No matter what option you choose, you are happy with what you buy and enjoy them.

Thursday, March 01, 2012

not too much, not too less

Ahhh... wondering when I am eating a nice lovely fancy meal, which is so delicious and juicy and inviting me to deliver them more to my mouth. Well well... that is not what I am gonna do, because I know the important line of what makes me feel good or feel a exaggerative pleasure  that makes me feel bad after and long after that (sometimes for days).

I say, knowing not too much not too less maybe the key of happiness. The key of tasting the present and really feel what we feel and retaining the feeling for last a bit longer. Now is a middle of the night. It is early morning. It depends on what different time zone you are living in. But I feel what I do today is not too much not too less and I feel good.

Good morning.

Friday, February 05, 2010

set the target and let the way lead me there

It is tricky to play with numbers and target of the future, especially for our lives. Many say that it is important to state what we really want in this life by writing 'em down in the form of target and number. However, these target thingy might drag people and myself to confuse about the future days that even we do not know will happen or not. Then bit by bit we keep thinking and worrying about our future and loosing the control over the presence, the day that is precious and can be more beautiful with our presence mind.

Calculating age, earnings, achievements, number of kids, luxurious items for feeding satisfaction, our sake satisfactions, have become part of life. Rooted so deeply until this flows as a giant stream that hard to be avoided. The fact is simply showed, most of everybody does. Some refuse to flow with the stream and pick self out from the stream, forgetting about the future and enjoy what is coming. Nothing is wrong. In my genuine perspective, people can choose the path and attitude to live their life, but of course it will be more interesting if there is a distinctive reason behind their choices, the choices that they are convenient with.

Caring too much about the future or does not care at all. It does not matter. It is the main stream, upstream, or out of the stream. It does not matter. As long as one can really enjoy the process, the daily life, hours by hours, minutes by minutes. Today I reflect again, then I remind my self that I stand for what I believe, picture the future, set the target and I do not remember it, but I keep them in my heart, converge my actions, and I believe the way leads me there.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Omar: There is nothin like This...

There is nothing like today when I have my friends around, there is nothing like my far way friends who spent a crazy party yesterday with me, there is nothing like my lovely parents who support me behind my back but let me free and let me grow independently, there is nothing like my tons of job, which I really love to do, there is nothing like my sweet bed and warm blanket waitin for me,...

There is nothing like this.. there is no substitucion....


Friday, January 22, 2010

Say what...? Say enough my Aidy

2.23 am. TV with TMF channel still on...
2.24 am. IPOD still dangling in my ears and lazy fingers are still dancin' on the top of black keyboard, which might say "I feel under pressure all the time", why this happens to us , whyy??
2.25 am. washing machine is waiting for me to be cleared out... and my clothes are still stuck inside of it..
2.26 am. all clothes are hanged and waiting for getting dry
2.30 am. I think this is not gonna over soon... still many things to do.. take the IPOD off..
2.31 am. brushing my teeth and washing my face prepare to sleep
2.40 am. pull the blanket and turn off the tv and lights (save the energy babe!)
2.50 am. I say "Today is enough" and I am so grateful for having a beautiful day
geeee....

PS: promise myself before I am really entering dreamy world that this is too late for saying enough, it could be earlier AND IT SHOULD BE.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

being teen, mature, and old

Once my friend said today. Life is funny. Then I asked him, "why?"

He said three phases you may pass in this life. Being teen, mature, and old will teach you that we always will loose some part to have a full life (energy, money, and time). I am not talking this happens to everybody because for myself I do not accept it and I do not feel like being the majority who experience this funny things.

As teenager, one has the energy and the time to do things, but usually he or she has less money.
As the mature person, one has the energy and the money from the salary and earnings, but consequently he or she has less time.
As the old person, one has the money and the time to do things, but usually he or she has less energy because of tired muscles.

From my perspective this is the paradox of life and that's why it is not funny but it is beautiful.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

the flavor of homeland food

Today I felt like want to cook something homie and I decided to cook soto (spices curry soup) and opor ayam (chicken curry). All curries and chicken stuff because these were all I have on the freezer almost a month and today is the time to get it over. Unfortunately there are still 1/2 kilo left. fufufuf...

I invited my room mate to eat the stuff because I could not handle this, too much. I felt like happy to cook these but eat em all is not a very good idea for sure, it is so greasy! It was proven that my stomach is accustomized with Dutch simple food and I just felt my stomach went wrong after I had lunch. oouch.

Apart from getting sick a little, I recalled again my real culture and the flavor of my homeland by making and eating this food on the table. It was nice and in the same time wierd because usually I ate this soto under the tent on the street somewhere in Jakarta or Bandung with humid whether and of course the temperature of the whether is more than 30 degree celcius. But today, I ate this with the snow rain outside and I suddenly missed my homeland for a while.

With simple stuff, I reconnected again to the place where I belong, the place where some people were expecting my presence today. I feel grateful.