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Sunday, August 31, 2008

Friendly Friendster

Although the Internet, "Web 2.0" and social networking sites are everyday's business for urban people and those who understand technology, but adopting the current trend of social networking comes back to personal taste and choice, instead of mere access..

Man: Do you like Friendster? (read: Do you often check your Friendster page?)

Woman: Yes, I do that.. (very confidence tone)

Man: I see.. but I rarely go online..

Woman: But I don't like making friends using online sites. I like meeting people directly..

Man: Uhm.. You see.. those who like to make friends are called "friendly". If you like "Friendster", then you have to enjoy going online.

Woman: (there goes my first date..)


Thursday, August 21, 2008

Drowsy Saturday

on a drowsy saturday
below the starry sky
next to each other we lie
for the center of my universe
forever folds me into your brace

Kemang, August 2008


Saturday, August 09, 2008

Banda Breeze

menthol lights
beach breeze
a bottle of draught I miss
down at Lhoknga-Lampuuk pristine sands
the scent of Kutaraja lingers

- Blang Padang, 09 August 2008


Friday, August 08, 2008

Geli-geli, Malu-malu, Takut bini!

A friend of mine put this up as status in his Yahoo! Messenger, which I think quite hilarious:

".. If you're malu-malu, you will not get geli-geli..
If you're not geli-geli, you will get mimpi buruk..
So, let's get loud and not malu-malu.. Okay?"

("malu-malu" means "hesitated, shy". "geli-geli" may mean "excited" in this context and "mimpi buruk" means "nightmare")

He got this quips from "Jogandanz", a band who often staged their act at Kafe Pisa in Menteng, nearby Theresia Church in central Jakarta. The group plays "TOP 40" music genre on weekends. But this friend of mine wasn't sure whether that band is still playing over there or not.

This Malay type of quips reminds me another funny comment from another chat partner of mine at Yahoo! Messenger. This is what Malaysians men says about "men who's afraid of their wives":

"It's not that I'm afraid of my wive, but it's her who's not afraid of me!"
("Bukan saya takut bini, tapi bini tak takut saya!")



Praying Zone

I've got a friend who is like many other Asians, believe in praying and a bigger power than human. That friend of mine prays a lot personally and communally, listen to divine tunes and has a routine schedule to the house of God.

Before leaving the office, that friend of mine always pray, "May my train arrive on time today."

When she arrives on her desk, she prays, "May everything goes well today and no weird demands from the bos, working colleagues and the others."

At that day, several things happened at the same time: procurement, group ticketing, handling a group of staff from a branch office and also to make sure that they got all access to hotel facilities.

What happened was:

09.00: "Why the breakfast is only valid for one person? I'm bringing my family.." (err.. are you here on business or vacation?)

10.00: "I'm on a workshop in Banda Aceh. For the past one hour, there has been three times blackouts. Darn!" (oh well, where are you and where am I? BTW, that's what happens if you choose a cheap hotel.. tee hee)

10.30: "What about that 300 flash disks? When can I start sending it away?" (My God.. I'm still finding two more bids!)

11.00: "I'd like to take this departure time.. Then, I'd like to return on.. what would be the best day to return? Stopping by in Yogyakarta would be nice.." (Mixing business and personal trip is a trend these days)

That very day, a message popped up in my YM Tiny on my mobile phone, "You know what, all those things happened at the same time. Last week I have prayed earnestly, asking for everything to be blessed and go well. I wished that the guests would be happy with the hotel and its facilities.."

So, I told her this, "You weren't focused in your praying."

She says, "Well, taking your family on a business trip is outside my praying zone!!"

Uhm.. does praying really have a zone? Does it depend on network coverage as well? Ha ha..


Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Three Nights in Kutaraja

I'd be here for three nights. For a work that would require me to stay in a certain place instead of moving to different areas and can only roam around the streets in the evening. Last night, Kutaraja which now is called Banda Aceh was especially bustling. "Rex", my favorite alfresco dining square in Peunayong is boasting is colorful lights, with two "Satay Matang" place, several ready-to-eat rice in push carts made of aluminium and glass, then "Acehnese Noodle" kiosks with a box of live crabs. On the other side of the square, "Javanese Satay" hawker is fanning those teeny tiny satays. Although when I was making my entrance into the area everybody threw their glances like the old times, it felt somehow different this time.

There was a novel peaceful feeling. Compared to 5-8 years ago when I often visited the city for at least once or twice a year. Around 9 PM, four years ago; two soldiers were sitting on a motorbike taxi with an SS-1 rifle on a ready-to-aim position. Rex was peculiarly empty and at that time almost every single soul was staring at me. On my way back to Kuala Tripa Hotel, which now has became an empty lot full of debris, there were another couple of soldiers near the Grand Mosque. They were tall and fit.

There was a small traffic jam down at Simpang Surabaya in the late afternoon. If you leave the Grand Mosque behind you and arrive at Simpang Surabaya, then go straight ahead, you'll arrive at Lueng Bata area, where the Power Utility facility is located. Five years ago, after 6 PM no one would go that way. Now, from the direction of Bheurawe to Simpang Surabaya, there was a new avenue that heads to Lampeneureut. The new avenue will take us to Lambaro and then the airport, as well as to Keutapang and Lhok Nga. In the beginning of 2000, Bheurawe Bridge was still under construction, but now it bears the burden of after hour traffic jam like Tendean Flyover towards MT Haryono in South Jakarta.

No more army trucks parked in several corners of the city. No more militay tactical vehicle with windshield fully covered by a sheet of steel, leaving a narrow space for the driver to see the road. No more..

A dozen of bulldozers and construction workers were doing their best to build the new building of Sultan Iskandar Muda (SIM) Airport. The brown cows who usually serves as an indicator that you're approaching SIM's ATC, no longer roamed the area because their field has become a new asphalt roads to the airport. The nearby acehnese lamb curry place was closed when I arrived that late afternoon.

Teuku Panglima Polem, one of Banda Aceh's busiest two lane streets was dressed with colorful billboards and neonsigns of various fast food restaurants. Then above the bridge that ran across Krueng Aceh near Simpang Lima from the direction of Panglima Polem towards the Grand Mosque is now decorated with Luna Maya in pretty hejab, posted on a giant billboard, washed under high power down lights. Pante Pirak, the largest supermarket stands tall under the billboard. It's busy busy and very busy. Simbun Sibreh across the Grand Mosque was still standing tall. Back in 2000, it was the only shop that old clove ciggarettes which advertising forced you to think. Across Simbun Sibreh, there was "Cek Yuke", a coffee shop where students hang out and serves coffee that stirred your head a bit. The place moved a block behind the old location now.

My other notes on Banda Aceh are here:

Banda Aceh, 2002

Displaced in Banda Aceh, 2005

- Pavilyun Seulawah, 6 Agustus.