Archive | November 2005

Just A Little Story

It’s quiet, the artificial cooling of the building has stopped for the day. Not that the building needs much cooling, with regard to the weather; but it is also a necessity because most of the building does not have proper outside ventilation. No, the windows cannot be opened. The air is somewhat clean, from a previous downpour, but ready to take on the daily dose of strange gases coming from human contraptions like automobiles.
The sky can’t seem to decide what color it wants to be, because the clouds are cramping its style. On a usual sunny day, the sky would be proudly blue, forcing any clouds, if present, to settle with white; today, as the clouds thought of losing some weight and let go of some water to the earth, the sky got mixed feelings, because of the sudden attention people gave to the clouds… and hid behind the clouds with a shade of grey. The sky and clouds are always at odds, sometimes also with the sun, sometimes obnoxiously radiant and hot, sometimes snobbish and hiding away behind the clouds also.
Sunset is coming, and it’s the only time the sky, the clouds, and the sun get along, to bring about a wonderous pallete of colors to feast the eye; and they do it every day, for free. It is the least they can do, before the sky goes to sleep, turning black, the sun goes off somewhere, and the clouds… well, the clouds do stick around, sneaking about, actually, and will hit you with a raindrop when you least expect it.
So, stop avoiding the sky, take a look up, and see what drama, and color, ensues there.

Good Morning!

Once again, I wake up with a warm feeling inside, although the morning is cold.
The seemingly grey light emenating from the windows of my room contrast with the music flowing from my stereo, even more with the mood in my heart.
I feel like I have won something, although I am not a winner.
I feel like the sun has lent an internal radiance into my heart, to complement the hazy, cloudy days that have covered the city for over a week now.
No, do not misunderstand me, it is not those moments where somebody yells “I’m on top of the world!”
It is not one of those moments where a man feels he can do anything, he can master anything, he can conquer anything. It is not one of those seemingly moments of pride.
I’m not sure of any of these things, actually.
What I know for sure –
I am in love with the morning haze.
I might not yet know what it takes to win, but I feel I have the energy to find out.
The driving force, is not pride, but humility and total acceptance. Only when you have acknowledged your current situation, you can recognize the factors and make steps to grow.

Thus I start these days with no more than the weather walking with me, and I walk with a smile.

The Look Of Love

The look of love is in your eyes
A look your smile can’t disguise
The look of love is saying so much more than just words could ever say
And what my heart has heard, well it takes my breath away

I can hardly wait to hold you, feel my arms around you
How long I have waited
Waited just to love you, now that I have found you

You’ve got the
Look of love, it’s on your face
A look that time can’t erase
Be mine tonight, let this be just the start of so many nights like this
Let’s take a lover’s vow and then seal it with a kiss

I can hardly wait to hold you, feel my arms around you
How long I have waited
Waited just to love you, now that I have found you
Don’t ever go
Don’t ever go

Let’s Fall In Love

I have a feeling, it’s a feeling,
I’m concealing, I don’t know why
It’s just a mental, sentimental alibi

But I adore you
So strong for you
Why go on stalling
I am falling
Our love is calling
Why be shy?

Let’s fall in love
Why shouldn’t we fall in love?
Our hearts are made of it
Let’s take a chance
Why be afraid of it

Let’s close our eyes and make our own paradise
Little we know of it, still we can try
To make a go of it

We might have an end for each other
To be or not be
Let our hearts discover

Let’s fall in love
Why shouldn’t we fall in love
Now is the time for it, while we are young
Let’s fall in love

We might have and end for each other
To be or not be
Let our hearts discover

Let’s fall in love
Why shouldn’t we fall in love?
Now is the time for it, while we are young
Let’s fall in love

[so, whaddaya think?]

Testing The Email Posting System

Well… if you can read this… that means it works.

Full Month!

When it’s been a long time since a post, usually I write a post on what such a busy week it has been, how either work or something else has been crazy… now I’m going to write that the whole month is full and crazy…
After a slow start, with a lot of idling at work before the Lebaran holidays and after, the second half of November is filled with stacks of work, at the office and home, and weekends out-of-town in between. There are at least 4 weddings this month, not to mention those that I only found out about later or could not make it. I’m trying to pick up the pace at work, and the side project I usually do is gearing up for another round by the end of the month. Also, a few tasks here and there are bound to be lurking around the corner, waiting to catch me at the most critical moment…
The days have relatively been trouble-free; perhaps this Syawal fasting really has its benefits. On the other hand, something’s wrong, something’s missing… but I will leave time to answer that riddle. The current situation has its merits, anyway.

The Lighter Side Of Jakarta

So… in light of recent conditions, and the need to express our humourous and sarcastic side, especially feelings about our beloved city Jakarta, on a nocturnal whim, me and a friend decided to start up a website, for doing just that.

So… please feel free to read and participate here.

Sometimes You Just Wish You Were A Kid Again

Two legendary lines of science fiction (and its assorted toys) have just combined:

Whether it makes sense to either storyline(s), that would be a matter of debate among both camps of fans of Star Wars and Transformers

Puasa Syawal

hari ini aku memulai sebuah ujian untuk diriku, yaitu puasa syawal. entah kenapa aneh sekali buat teman-temanku, bahwa aku melakukan ini…

moga-moga bisa selesai.

Was Once New

I encountered this, um, vehicle yesterday, a bajaj, a type of public transport only known in Jakarta other than its origins in India; in general, they are at least 20-odd years old with extensive repairs or replacements here and there (some even 100% changed altogether).
This bajaj sports the writing “Was Once New” on its rear, um, windshield.
Weren’t we all once new?