Beauty of Indonesia

The Indonesia night and food on the table of brazilian, colombia... in the middle of swimming pool with big screen explaining how cool is Indonesia. Amazing!!!

Questions of Centuries.

Went down deep into the womb of earth, The cave in cradle of Humankind, Johannesburg South Africa and saw the link of us as human with our encestor stimulate a lot of questions in my head. they popped up in randomness. All of sudden the museum `Cradle of Humankind`helped me to structure the questions, the questions of centuries.

Did the universe begin with a big bang?
Am I free?
Am I unique?
Are all hominids bipeds?
Are there parallel universes?
Are we alone?
Are you for real?
Are you happy?
Can god make a rock so big she can lift it?
Can fish think?
Can some of us predict the future?
Are you sad?
Can you give me directions?
Can time be contained or mastered?
Did eve arrive before adam?
Did we really sent man to the moon or was it just kubrick?
Did shaggy do it?
Do people become stars when they die?
Does time travel exist?
How many countries are there in the world?
Do we connect in ways beyond speech?
Does money does make the world go around?
Did michael ever learn to rock?
Who am I?
How evolved was charles darwin?
How long is a piece of string?
How many cabs are there in New York city?
How many grandchildren will I have?
How many notes are there on the saxophone?
how old is the earth?
Really is humanity doomed?
How long will we be here?
If God is the answer, what is the question?
If the USA won the space race, who is winning the human race?
if you had a choice, who would you choose to meet in all of history?
Is brain indicative of intellegence?
How many tears in the bottle of gin?
Are you a typical of a star sign?
Is science another kind of religion?
Is there a god?
Is the human experience simply a test?
Is the universe open or closed?
is there an afterlife?
When will the earth`s oil reserve run out?
What is spirituality?
What is thought?
Was leonardo da vinci the first true scientist?
What is it like to see the earth from space?
What is memory?
What do we all have in common?
If you could be a bird, what a bird could it be?
What is color?
What is existance?
What is language?
Why do some cows have spots?
Is it better to be late than never?
When am I going to die?

Ada waktunya rasa susah...

kadang di waktu jadi Chair/moderator untuk Conference di negeri orang rasa susah lebih banyak dibanding rasa senang. Hanya kenangan yang bikin hati rasa benar2 senang!



Apa yang bikin hati rasa susah?

1. cari cara bikin orang tidak rasa lelah

2. cari cara bikin cerita supaya orang bersemangat

3. cari cara bikin orang merasa apa yang kita rasa

4. cari cara bikin orang tidak rasa lapar ketika makanan telat datang

5. cari cara bikin orang berpikir segalanya mungkin

6. cari cara bikin orang tidur lebih cepat

7. cari cara bikin orang turut aturan

8. cari cara bikin orang tidak rasa kantuk

9. cari cara bikin orang bermain ketika sedang tidak ingin

10. cari cara bikin diri sendiri tidak lelah dan tetap tersenyum ketika sedang susah...



Memang susah tapi, ketika diingat2 semuanya bikin senang!

Hahahahahahahah.....

Garden and Melody!

There are 2 presents as my treasure in my birthday. (1) the flowers garden and (2) the melody. Both of them still remain clear in my head! very clear and I even can feel the smell of the garden.

Since I applied for Wagner school and I need to pick one of the pictures to make an essay. I picked dandelion flower picture and since that day, I lovveeeeee dandelion. Why? Because it so represents me. WILD, SIMPLE, CUTE and WHITE. :) Don't you think?

The other present is a melody from my friend that night still echoing in my ears.
BONITA!!!!

Muito feliz!!! Sing it!

English:

Happy birthday to you
happy birthday to you
happy birthday, happy birthday
happy birthday to you.

Indonesian:
Slamat ulang tahun
Slamat ulang tahun
Slamat ulang tahun dear Aidy
Slamat ulang tahun

Afrikaan:

Veels geluk liewe maatjie

Omdat jy verjaar

Mag die Here jou sen

En nog baie jare spaar!

Portuguese:

Parabéns pra você

Nesta data querida

Muitas felicidades

Muitos anos de vida!

Chinese:
祝你生日快乐，(zhu ni sheng ri kuai le)

祝你生日快乐,

祝你生日快乐，

祝你生日快乐。

Japanese:
haapi baasudee tsuu yuu haapi baasudee tsuu yuu.

I Will remember the most beautiful melody for my birthday. BAGOESSS Banget!!!!!!!!
Thank you so much for MC AIESEC South Africa to prepare the cake.

Kangen Steak ATAW tahu, tempe, dan makan nasi sama ikan asin plus sambel

28th November 2008
Gimana rasanya mau pergi ke brazil untuk 6 bulan? Kurang lebih rasanya seperti nyidam steak outback dan nasi plus ikan asin in the same time.



Dave tasted this with me when he picked me up in the MC office and drove me to the airport. Very nice conversation during the trip to airport gives more energy and big hope that my steak will dream come true very soon!
Gimana dengan ikan asin? The fact that ikan asin is just a dream and I need to postpone my brain to think about this now.
Let’s think about good work, good friendship, goyang samba, Monte Christo, Copacabana, and hidup yang lebih sehat!
There was no big difference in the airport. No difference in the layout of check in desk, fiscal checking point, immigration desk, money changer stall, and also the gate.
My first substitute of ikan asin (my treasure) is the video of safety procedure from South African Airlines (they really have sense of humor). Video safety procedure with really funny cartoon!
So Funny!! Enjoy new thing is better that ikan asin once in a while.
(Assumption: imparallelism is not really big problem for myself right now!? I hope it is ok for all readers)

a piece of fraction from reflection time (7th November 2011)

Closing my eyes, I see my life there, as a two-open hand full with lively loose black soil of earth in the middle of savanna, my home country. Life scenes have passed by and remarked on me and on the savanna life. I am the witness and the acquiescent of the great life. From during a dark night with thunderstorm to during a bright full day, I was there and I will be there to give myself.

In specific occasions, the wind blows me to see world and experience the smooth dessert in Africa, the snowy land in winter-China, the humid and challenging Amazon forest in Brazil. Along with the time I were seeing and experiencing them, I saw my past, my present, and my future emerged; more importantly, I have seen my life and my future evidently.

(a day in my "penitentiary", which makes me stronger and stronger)

random thoughts

Unbridled moment of time, I have lost a lot of chances and speed to move forward. Usually I restrain all sets of actions and think about each of its consequences and yet I haven't understood why I lose myself badly. I must to admit that what my friend, Nick, said about the world is differentiating what we want and what we can get is real, as real as world price is going down lately, believably unbelievable thing.

The sounds of Adam Smith are getting clearer in my head, as if he whisper me, there are invisible hands controlling things on earth including prices, supply, demand, and my brain capacity in one of it. Not exactly in the parallel line with price, supply, demand thingy but more in the realm of Almighty hands thingy. All these hands steer and maneuver incredibly beautiful and eloquent until the human effort are banished in the complexity of its stream and evaporated, gone.

The mirth of achievement is going away step by step until I can't see it but I still have abundant ammunitions to get the perfection someday. My family enchantment is gone; they are changing to be a pessimist because of my failure consecutive attacks. Never mind, I still have the energy to ignite the fire of passion and pull the ardent back. I will not live in a woe for forever, just an ancient people said, "the groan, moan, and grumble just pull you back from the success point in the front of your step"

kisah pendek2 JCO MTA

Udah 3 jam gw duduk di JCO MTA pada hari Sabtu yang super rame banget. Ditemani temarang2 lampu cafe JCO yang redup, gw duduk di kursi yang paling ok posisinya, di paling kiri deket tembok menghadap kasir, tepat ditengah mepet tembok ga terlalu dalem, ga terlalu luar pokoknya pas! sepas coffee lattenya yang lagi gw minum ga pake gula karena males ambil akibat lupa ambil pas bayar dan keburu duduk di kursi dengan alat2 elektronik buku bertebaran, yah tau lah takut laptop kesamber maling lagi!


Ini udah ketiga kalinya pengunjung di sebelah kursi gw ganti, dari mulai ibu2 ganjen yang ngudud mulu sampe bikin rambut gw bau bako, mpe terakhir ni pasangan yang cabul abis megang2 paha pasangannya mulu, diusap2 sambil megang jari2 pacar cewenya. Hi... geli. (antara geli pengen dan geli jijik!) Ga kuat gw ngeliatnya jadi deh gw tumpahkan aja di dalam kotak blog ini dari pada di kloset kamar mandi (lagi2 kejauhan kalo harus ke kamar mandi, dan lagian gw tau banget kalo toilet di Mall Taman Anggrek aka MTA ga ada airnya! Hii.. paling males!)


Diseberang gw ada juga cewe berambut panjang yang sendirian megang2 laptopnya sambil senyum2 sendiri. (jangan2 gw diliat orang lain seperti itu juga ya! Wah kacau juga ya!) Btw coffee latte gw tinggal sepertiga dan gw udah mulai muak dengan bau Donat khas JCO, tumpukan ragi ngembang bareng gula tipis dan mentega. Tuh JCO banget! juga warna coklatnya yang bikin mata gw lama2 jadi kuning kalo ngeliat orang. Sepertinya gw harus cari spot internet baru yang lebih menarik dan ga ada bau DONAT!!!!

City of love, courtesy, and leisure

The biggest and the massive celebration of Ied, one of sacred and unique tradition of Islam has reached its way. Everybody whose attached to this event and all people who urgently need holiday get in a rush, packed, stored all the present for family and beloved friends, and stand in the long line for bus ticket, with the only vision, to reach home, to hug the relative, to relax, eventually to celebrate a big day. Fortunately I have clustered as one of people who pulled by the stream and the intension to feel a catharsis can not be hold anymore. Grabbed my books and wait in the long line of traffic to come back home.
Dangling in the uncomfortable situation at the middle of minivan bus, with the back of the chair oscillating constantly, I ignore the fact it was disturbing the passenger on my back. It can't be helped at all and the constant movement make me feel asleep and finally the unconsciousness peeped and I lost my world.
Just right before arrived at the terminal, I set all clear to my dad so he could pick me up and yes finally I arrived in Bandung, my lovely home town with cool humid air, soft wind flow and touch the skin gently, with usual narrow street and all trees in the pavement along the street, with the slower movement of people was walking, and with many punk style and dandy style street seller were waiting customers to approach them. Yes this is the city of love, courtesy, and leisure.
Can't wait to spend the entire holiday in this beautiful environment.