The White Hallways

You remember being young(er).
Where all the hallways are painted white and the light is brighter.
There’s a door in the end of the hallway and you know it leads to somewhere new.
You never doubt to open it and pretend to be someone else.
New adventure always awaits.

You always forget half of the story or the story behind the previous door.
But then it’s okay.
New adventure always awaits.

There’s a silver lining for everything.
There’s no fear frightened you enough.
New adventure always awaits.

It’s not a nostalgia.
Because you’re still being you after all these years.
You’re feeling weird, because everybody doesn’t.
They fear not providing enough, or planning enough, or thinking enough.
New adventure always awaits, if you’re thinking enough.

But then, you’re not everybody.
You’re not even young(er).
You try to forget the thoughts.
You don’t want to think too much.
Luck favors the beginner.
Let’s stay the same for couple of years.

The Number Game

2, 3, 4.
Shotgun blaze.

5, 6, 7.
Bloodbath.

21, 22, 23.
The famous tower.

34, 35, 36.
The Cambodian restaurant.

49, 50, 51.
The news outlets’ rampage.

60, 61, 62.
Paris.

74, 75, 76.
Beirut.

77, 78, 79.
Baghdad.

83, 84, 85.
Lebanon.

90, 91, 92.
Syria.

105, 106, 107.
Iraq and all countries suffered from the previous attempt of people’s act of selfishness.

118, 119, 120.
It is not about how many and the number you wrote on the screen.
Or the name of the city.
Or the name of the country.

127, 128, 129.
There is nothing more suitable than differences.
To be the blame for everything.
People will defend everything until they feel superior.
Or safe.

Ironic.
The common things left out of them, actually belong to one title.

Human.
You are not different with any of us.
And how dare you, playing God while walking on earth.

***

And today, let’s take a moment of silence for all ignorant, who pretends to care. Or not to care. Or just here to correct the fact and present the number. May the thoughts be forgiven.

And for people who found the unnamed street on the other side of the world, it’d be nice to touch the rainbow’s end. Until then, you know you’ll be missed.

Cerita Para Pengguna Jalan

[dropcap]A[/dropcap]wal tahun 2015 ini, masyarakat di kota besar cukup gempar dengan kehadiran Gojek. Walaupun sudah beroperasi dari tahun 2011, keberadaan apps Gojek di handphone menurut saya merupakan turning point dari kepopuleran Gojek. Seperti biasa, masyarakat Indonesia sering sekali latah. Keberadaan transportasi berbasis apps menggunakan armada ojek ini kemudian mulai menyebar seperti virus. Muncullah ojek-ojek lain, seperti BluJek, Taxi Ojek, LadyJek, dll, dst. Tapi dua raksasa penguasa bisnis ini tetap Gojek dan Grabbike.

Sebenarnya saya tidak terlalu suka kendaraan bernama motor dan dulu berkeinginan untuk menciptakan game berjudul Smash The Motorcycle!, dimana misi saya adalah menghancurkan motor sebanyak-banyaknya dengan palu dan special stage-nya menghancurkan motor memakai bulldozer :))))

Don’t get me wrong, saya tidak anti dengan line business ini. Saya sendiri sering menggunakan service Gojek terutama GoSend dan GoFood (semasa masih promo). Terus terang saja, saya jarang keluar rumah di waktu weekend dan karena keperluan pengiriman barang dari Kawung Living, keberadaan Gojek ini sangat membantu saya untuk pengantaran dalam kota. Fasilitas Gojek sendiri adalah yang paling jarang saya pakai (karena jarak rumah kantor hampir 20 km, jadi kemungkinan driver yang mengambil pesanan saya hampir tidak ada, haha). Untuk transportasi jarak dekat yang tidak ada akses, saya juga masih sering memakai ojek pangkalan.

Menurut saya, Gojek adalah perusahaan yang baik, mampu melihat peluang dengan baik, dan bermisi baik untuk meningkatkan taraf hidup banyak orang. Keberadaan GoMassage, GoMart, GoBox, dan banyak cabang bisnis Gojek lainnya memperlihatkan kepiawaian Gojek dalam melakukan diversifikasi bisnis. Membuat standar harga dan menghubungkan banyak penyedia jasa ke konsumen adalah dua poin penting yang ingin diusung Gojek. Tapi dari semua itu, saya cenderung tidak ingin Gojek maju di bagian transportasi dalam kota Jakarta (haha, spesifik ya?).

Saya sendiri memang lebih memilih menggunakan transportasi publik macam TransJakarta atau angkot daripada ojek. Salah satu alasan utama saya adalah mengurangi emisi (ceilee) dan saya mau percaya dengan transportasi umum. Ketika Gojek disebut sebagai alternatif transporstasi ibukota, saya sedikit sangsi. Karena pada dasarnya, saya tidak ingin pemerintah daerah, operator transportasi umum, maupun Organda terlena karena keluhan masyarakat terhadap transportasi umum berkurang karena adanya alternatif ini.

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INSPIRATION: Art Prints

[dropcap]K[/dropcap]alau ditanya siapa teman yang paling bikin iri, buat saya jawabannya yang sudah bisa cicil rumah (atau mungkin bayar cash, who knows?) sendiri. Salah satu alasan saya dan Liza memulai Kawung Living juga karena senang berkunjung ke toko perabotan rumah tangga. Saya yakin keinginan mengisi rumah pasti dimiliki manusia pada umumnya (yang konon katanya biayanya bahkan sama dengan harga rumah). Saya pembaca setia Living Loving dan A Beautiful Mess. Seri Happy Nest dari LL juga adalah seri yang tidak pernah saya lewatkan. Elsie & Emma, co-author ABM, juga sedang sama-sama merenovasi rumah mereka masing-masing. Jadi akhir-akhir ini, tema decor semakin sering dibahas oleh kedua blog ini. Kalau rumah di luar negeri sih nggak usah ditanya soal luas bangunan atau ‘kehijauan’-nya. Pokoknya jangan dibandingkan dengan kawasan padat penduduk di kota besar macam Jabodetabek :)) Ja-nya harus dicoret karena buat saya yang baru 4-5 tahun memulai karir, daerah Jakarta memang cuma bisa dimiliki kalangan elit saja (but who knows?).

Muji Hut(image from here)

Berbicara tentang luas dan space, kemarin saya sempat membaca artikel tentang brand MUJI yang baru saja merilis desain MUJIHUT. 3 rumah mungil yang super fungsional dan minimalis. MUJI sendiri sebelumnya sudah pernah mengeluarkan desain vertical house di tahun 2014 yang lalu. Sila berkunjung ke tautan ini untuk melihat beberapa desain rumah yang super mungil lainnya di Jepang. Jepang memang konsisten bikin kyaa-ness overload.

Karena sekarang ini saya belum mampu membeli rumah, saya mau memulai seri INSPIRATION. Isinya beberapa barang yang setipe dan menurut saya, worth sharing. Nah, tema yang mau saya bahas di seri ini mungkin kebanyakan adalah perabot rumah tangga. Kenapa judulnya bukan Imagining Future Home misalnya (haha), mungkin karena saya tidak mau menutup kemungkinan untuk tema lainnya di kemudian hari. Tema pertama yang mau saya bahas: Art Print!

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Being 28

If every country has a character, then Macau is confused, Singapore is a hustler, and Cambodia is mistreated.

The journey between Cambodian border and Phnom Penh was a quiet one. The view varies from large paddy fields, series of casinos, damaged buildings, and rickety houses. I should have expected this kind of scenery. A truck fully loads with some workers standing up. A school with hundred children on their bicycle. A child swam on a small pond near the paddy fields. A lot of empty lands written For Sell (means For Sale). A motorcycle with 3 passengers. Then, it repeated.

As the day got darker and our bus got out from Svay Rieng, we were greeted by a heavy rain. We still passed over trucks with some workers standing up, which now put up a large tarp to cover themselves from the rain. The other passengers were asleep and the bus officers didn’t talk much with each other. I couldn’t take my eyes off of the street. The scenery which involved dimmed light from few street lamps or small houses and occasional lights from other vehicle was one of the most memorable things I had from the journey itself.

I just turned 28 and maybe that’s one of the reasons I got into this trip in the first place. Every October, I get a habit to reward myself with a new trip. Signifying new chapter of life. Japan, Hong Kong, Bali, then Cambodia. October is considered as low season and for four seasons countries, I always thought Fall is the prettiest.

What I experienced on the journey was bigger than self-awareness. Things bigger than yourself, bigger than 7.3 billion people who walk the earth. About how narrow the perspective I had throughout the year. On October 16th I was sure I want to post something like this on my social media:

Cobain, Winehouse, Joplin, I might be not as rich as you are, not as famous as you are, not as half talented as you are, but I live longer than any of you.

But I didn’t.

I want a proof that I’m capable of controlling unnecessary things in my life and focusing on the important one. Buying too many sugar products or keep changing my Facebook status aren’t one of them.

The street got darker and the light was dimmer. There weren’t many vehicles besides us and the street got bumpier. There was a lot of thought passed towards me that day. I’m sure one of that was watching Back to The Future trilogy once I got home. It was a few days after Back to The Future day and I’ve been watching Marty and Doc crashed on Jimmy Kimmel’s show with Wi-Fi on the bus.

We stopped at a gas station for a 15 minutes rest and I didn’t move an inch from my seat. Maybe I just wanted to watch every interaction happened. The bus wasn’t crowded that day, either the gas station. Seeing people slowly got off and on the bus, I saw many things. A French woman held hand with a British guy, a Philippines mom going on a vacation with her daughter, an old couple traveling with a friend. Many coincidences scramble, creating different chemistry, creating constant excitement.

We continued our trip, it’s been more than 7 hours since we left Ho Chi Minh. When we passed through a large bridge on an enormous river, we knew we’ve reached Phnom Penh. The neon light installations and the Ferris wheel. The street-food stalls lined up and some people were chatted on benches beside the river. Other passengers have woken up after our last stop and now everyone glued to the windows. Feeling excited seeing life outside. Wanted to feel the warmth offered under the moonlight. Our ride stopped there and another adventure awaited us.

Like life itself.

Twenty-eight years is quite a long way. Let’s live a healthier and more meaningful life after this.