Of Wanting Ms. T

I’m sure there are moments in your life when you feel the solid ground under you slightly rickety. When you’re in an unfamiliar places, meeting new people, or doing things out of routine.

Well it’s not about the situation I want to talk about. It’s about who I want to be with, who I want to talk to, who I want to hold during that situation. It’s Ms. T.

They say when you think much about someone, somehow she will become aware of it. I wonder if Ms. T tickles now…

Glory of the SUV

Early this year I got myself an SUV. My first high ground clearance car after oh so long. Always been into the comfy ride and the need for speed of sedans, eventually I am being practical, that this challenging Jakarta road tarmac is better be coped with an SUV.

And last weekend I was so grateful of my gas-guzzling ride. See, along the main streets of Jakarta there is this busway lane, a lane exclusively for buses. This lane is separated from the main lane by a ten centimeter concrete separator. And last weekend I was stuck in a light traffic jam. In my right there was this empty unused busway lane. Then what do you know, I fearlessly maneuvered my car crossed the separator into that empty busway lane, and speed my way along the traffic jam in my left. Hahahaha it feels sooo good…

Yeah unleash yourself sometimes! :)

Purified and Formed

You do make mistakes. Grave ones sometimes. You swear on it, you cry on it. You feel foolish. You can’t believe you didn’t see it coming. Things you do in the tip of anger, when your logic is as intact as a schizophrenic’s. That after a nick of time you dearly regret it. Precious knowledge you blab to a suck-up, a fake, during a delirium of lust.

All good education comes in price. Comes in pricey. My three-year-ish in this company is a PhD in the education of life. Solid gold needs to be purified in fire. A prime katana needs to be formed in great force.

"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars." Kahlil Gibran