Tuesday, April 21, 2009

My Dear Country

My Dear Country

'Twas Halloween and the ghosts were out,
And everywhere they'd go, they shout,
And though I covered my eyes I knew,
They'd go away.

But fear's the only thing I saw,
And three days later 'twas clear to all,
That nothing is as scary as election day.

But the day after is darker,
And darker and darker it goes,
Who knows, maybe the plans will change,
Who knows, maybe he's not deranged.

The news men know what they know, but they,
Know even less than what they say,
And I don't know who I can trust,
For they come what may.

'cause we believed in our candidate,
But even more it's the one we hate,
I needed someone I could shake,
On election day.

But the day after is darker,
And deeper and deeper we go,
Who knows, maybe it's all a dream,
Who knows if I'll wake up and scream.

I love the things that you've given me,
I cherish you my dear country,
But sometimes I don't understand,
The way we play.

I love the things that you've given me,
And most of all that I am free,
To have a song that I can sing,
On election day.


Norah Jones...


-- what is happening to you my dear country. I heard many things happened to you. Many victims...
It is sad that the biggest part of you, the poorer, are still be the poorer...

Elections, which people say are part of democratization, will it really help them? Who knows....


"But the day after is darker,
And darker and darker it goes,
Who knows, maybe the plans will change,
Who knows, maybe he's not deranged."

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Nak


Jauh Jalan Yang Harus Kau Tempuh
Mungkin Samar Bahkan Mungkin Gelap
Tajam Kerikil Setiap Saat Menunggu
Engkau Lewat Dengan Kaki Yang Tak Bersepatu
Duduk Sini Nak Dekat Pada Bapak
Jangan Kau Ganggu Ibumu
Turunlah Lekas Dari Pangkuannya
Engkau Lelaki Kelak Sendiri


Andra, be tough person.... we proud of you

this song makes me trembling: "Nak" by Iwan Fals

Thursday, March 19, 2009

In Memoriam... my beloved father



It has been 40 days since he left us (Javanese calendar). He has passed away, but his spirits, thought, jokes and smile are remain in my heart.
He was a good person for his family, neighborhood, church and many more organizations. Not only because he is a teacher... but his life as a simple person always makes me believe that God give us anything that we need to solve any problem...
I do proud of him... he is the person that always supports me, gives me freedom to do what I want to do, but asks me to be a responsible person. He is the person that always faiths with family as well as religion... or even neighborhood.
It is so sad as you left us so early... but we believe that you are happy in heaven... with all brothers and sister who left us earlier... My warm regards for them...

Be happy my beloved father... be our spirit... We do love you....



Sukendar Pr (Semarang)
"...Makin mantab dan melanjutkan semangate Pak Yadi Swargi yang selalu smart tuk Gereja. Kesan mendalam ketika bareng beliau di DP Klaten. Berani dan tegas..."

Aryo Seto (Austria)
"...Dadi kelingan zaman samono... berkumis, berkacamata, kocak, tamiya......"

Fristian SJ (Rome)
"...Pribadinya yg menarik dan kocak semasa perjumpaan kita dgnnya di seminari atau di Klaten kiranya masih membekas dlm ingatan kita. Kita percaya, jejak2 kebaikannya juga tertera di atas sana..."

Friday, January 2, 2009

Weather anomaly




It should be summer in southern hemisphere. But it seems that anomaly happens, as it is still 21 degrees in Sydney.  The peak of the summer usually comes at January to February. New term should be introduced here… “Global Cooling”.

 

Image was taken at Berowra Water (Bushland area)

Thursday, January 1, 2009

It's just a mobile


That mobile phone… you may record all the conversation but still… you would not able to say that it was me…

I don’t know who brought it… sometimes it wasn’t me… and you can’t say that it was me. It’s just a mobile.

Let me finish my cigarettes… before it is banned… in my own room, in my own ashtray.

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

A night at Melbourne



Down in Melbourne, near Flinders Station… Surrounded by artistic buildings with colorful lights, which warm the 22 degrees night. I sat there for a while, feeling the peaceful atmosphere, watching many peoples smiling and some of them laughing. Some youths singing accompanied by guitar in the front gate of flinders station.

I’m wondering people in the world feel the same.. peace… no more rockets strike Gaza.. no more crying caused by war… Everyone smile to each other.. no matter where you coming from, no matter what is your religion… no matter what is your skin color…

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Rest In Peace

My mobile rang last night... Someone told me that Mr. Willy Setiardja has passed away...


I remember him well... He is my Latin language teacher when I was in Seminari Mertoyudan High School.
He is a very smart person but very low profile.... He masters many languages such as Latin, Greek, Netherlands, Portuguese, English, etc....

I love the way he taught.... sometimes he forced us to learn the vocabulary, grammar, etc... but sometimes he told us ancient stories... the one that I love was Trojan Horse.

His house is in Jogjakarta, it's 60kms from Magelang (our school)... and he went there couple of days in a week by bus.... I met him when he was more than 60 years old... he still taught us with full of spirits.

His brother, Gunawan Setiardja, is a professor of law in Soegijapranata Catholic University.


Mr. Willy, there are hundreds of students who pray for you and thank to you..... be in peace... we love you.


Amo et facio quod volo
(I love and do whatever I choose)