I Love You

I thank you,

For time that's being given

For the people I have met

For all experiences I have tasted

For luxury I have granted

For the love I have felt

For life that should not be wasted

I love you God, I hope you'd love me too

Happy Birthday Dad

27 February 2013

I am walking on my way home now

This housing cluster is so quite, I wish to be this calm until the end of the road

I am walking alone with my head down

Trying to catch one good memory to distract the burden away

I found one, it was with my dad

It was when I am about 8 years old, formerly also was a thinker kind

If I recall that that time again I begin to realized that was when this pattern begins

This restless mind must be tricked sometimes

I used to distracted myself with television, a lot

Thinking rather drag my focus on commercial breaks than struggle with such conflicted heart

Back then we only have one big screen television on the living room

A big pacifier when mom and dad were asleep, or so I thought

That was where I belong

When disturbing thoughts keep creeping me out

Cling on to the remote where I put up hopes

"seed me some happy thoughts"

Till I fall asleep

This isn't a tale of broken home

Because there was a father, my father

Carry me up to bed in the middle of my sleep

Carefully mind his steps, afraid to wake his daughter up

Gently tuck me into my bed

Made me feel like a princess that has been saved from a haunted castle

That was the moment when I finally could feel safe

That was the moment when I ensured I wasn't alone

That was the time I knew, I have a wonderful dad

The Next Chapter

Time flies so fast and rarely slowing down for me. It's almost been a year, but that is just a dosage
of dimension that we create in our head isn't it? Time more like a space to build our significance in this world,
to implement our imagination, to celebrate our existence, and that's the way I see time as a subjective thing
- everyone has their own measurement of how long time feels than how long it really was. 

Now that it's almost a dead end on this side of the road, it's time to evaluate and rejoice 
to so many possibilities at the beginning of a new chapter. It may be good, it may be bad 
- that's okay, because I know it'll be different.

See you soon..

I Think I Need A Make Over

photo credit to Meutia Ananda

JAKARTA IS A BITCH - for street walkers

This is the most challenging day for me being a street walker in Jakarta so far.

Crossing the street on a rush hour is one thing, but getting stuck in the middle of the long wide road

and almost being hit by 3 cars and 2 motorcycle (to be precise) is a lot to handle.

It's upsetting and sad to ever think that lack of concern from others can cause a road accident 

which possibly lead my way to die. Okay that's a paranoid talk, but if you ever feel that close to lose your life

on such irresponsible hand - then you'll understand what I was upset for.

The Edge of Love

It's you, who makes me feel I would never be alone

It spoiled me how you always believe there is something about me that people will love tenderly,

like you did most of the time

I don't quite remember how He puts us side to side to the point much further than love

Until we learn to have faith and surrender ourselves to all surprises He kept for us,

so we could genuinely appreciate the presence of each other in our lives

Thanks for making me believe that happiness is as real as the present,

realizing that human could feel content, even without having everything she wants

photo by Meutia Ananda