Entah kenapa hari itu, common sense lagi ambil cuti: aku langsung naik saja taksi pertama yang berhenti, tanpa mengecek warnanya biru berlogo burung atau bukan.
Kalimat pertama yang si pak supir ucapkan, setelah tujuan ditentukan:
“Non, saya tanya ya, situ cines kan?”
“E? Maap pak, apa?”
“Cines? Cines, cines, itu loh, orang cina?”
“Ooo..hh, iya pak, kenapa?” Pertanyaannya sudah cukup [...]
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Dialog dengan seorang supir taksi
Posted in on life, on me, tagged Indonesia, Jakarta, pemilu, politik, supir taksi on June 7, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Sleeping with books
Posted in on books, on life, tagged books surgery Kindle on December 19, 2008 | 3 Comments »
No books, no soft toys.
(You guessed right… this post has nothing whatsoever to do with caterpillars)
Is what the my surgeon told me. After my sinus surgery, it is imperative that I live in a very controlled environment–no stray dust or mold or mites can be allowed. In the olden days before Kindle, I would have [...]
My take on the allegedly underage Chinese women gymnasts
Posted in on life, tagged 'gold medal', 2008, Beijing, Chinese, gymnast, Olympics, underage on August 14, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I’m not saying anything about the girls being underage or not, but here are the hard facts I know:
My grandfather (who was born in China and later immigrated to Indonesia) didn’t know his own birthday, not even the year he was born–I don’t believe the Chinese bureaucratic system has changed that much to allow for [...]
ngga heran Indonesia ngga maju-maju…
Posted in on life, tagged Chatib Basri, ekonomi, eksplorasi, Indonesia, Sri Mulyani on June 22, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Kalau orang Indonesia belum bisa (eksplorasi migas), biarin aja minyaknya diem dalam tanah!
Kwik Kian Gie, sebagaimana dikutip oleh Chatib Basri (tangan kanan Dr. Sri Mulyani, Menkeu Republik Indonesia) (maafkan untuk segala kesalahan dalam penulisan nama)
Kalau Indonesia masih sebegitu primitifnya, untuk selalu mencurigai setiap kucuran modal asing yang masuk, ngga heran negara tercinta ini ngga maju-maju… [...]
Death catches up
Posted in on life, on poetry, tagged death, fear, hospital, life, sick on June 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Death marches with Time, its shadows lengthening with each year that we pass.
The first experience of Death might be a great grandparent–as young children, we don’t notice the details. It just happened: they just passed away. They simply are NOT anymore. Life is too full of other things to learn, too full of pretty things, [...]


