When you #travel #alone, forget your big heavy #DSLR and various lenses. The best companion is in your pocket.
For me,#iphone and #ipodtouch, is very good companion ever! I can shoot so much moments without worry my #DSLR.
And for a book lover like me, #juliah’sJihad is a perfect #book to kill the boredom.
Today I went to #prambanan #temple in #jogjakarta (#yogyakarta). They have same tradition that I was asked to use small #sarong, or a small blanket, to cover my hips and thigh.
#me in front of #borobudur #temple, #magelang, #indonesia. I wear #batik small blanket to cover my hips.
#me at #borobudur #temple, #indonesia. Nice spot indeed.
The first song that made me like #hunterhayes. #iamnotinvisible and become #hayniac #hayniacindonesia. – Preview it on Path.
#iamnotinvisible, I’m exist right beside you. – Preview it on Path.
ITS JUST A LYRIC VIDEO BUT IT’S SO CUTE AND PERFECT
Yes, It’s perfect.
Better you take a little time to watch it and feel the deep of lyrics.
Very good indeed.
I’m SuperRed. – View on Path.
Looking at the sky. Like I wanna fly. Forget about cry. – at Gedung Kesenian Jakarta – See on Path.
I can’t stand to fly
I’m not that naive
I’m just out to find
The better part of me.
Could you be my superhero? – Preview it on Path.
It was friday and we took pics in a class of #gama88vila. Mba @indahsoeprobo was between me and Azmi.
Ah, I saw there were some people stoned you and went away. I saw you severely injured. You were bleeding and full of wounds. I couldn’t stand to see you in that condition.
Like I wanted to repay stoning them with the same stones. I wanted to protect you from the wounds. But who was I?
I was no one, and couldn’t do anything. I know, even my screams wouldn’t mean anything.
Aku melihat beberapa orang melemparinya bebatuan sebesar kepalan tangan. Besar-besar dan kasar. Aku melihatnya terluka sangat parah, berdarah-darah. Aku tak tahan melihatnya begitu.
Rasanya ingin sekali kubalas mereka dengan lemparan batu yang sama, kuhancurkan juga mereka hingga luluh lantak berdarah-darah. Ingin sekali kulindungi dirinya dari luka parah yang diderita. Tapi aku ini siapa?
Aku bukanlah siapa-siapa dan tak bisa melakukan apa-apa. Aku mengerti, bahkan teriakanku pun tak berarti apa-apa.
I don’t care about the coffee. You can say Starbuck, Excelco, or Coffee Bean. But actually, even if the coffee is just a simple one from your kitchen, I’m OK.
What meaningful for me is your presence. As long as you accompany me to enjoy the coffee, I can taste the happiness inside the warmth of coffee.
I just want to taste your coffee with you. I just want to taste a happiness with you. I just want to live beside you. Just that simple.
Aku sama sekali tidak masalah dengan kopi apapun yang akan kami minum. Dia boleh saja menyebut Starbuck, Excelco, atau Coffee Bean. Bahkan sebenarnya, kalaupun kopi yang dihidangkan adalah yang paling sederhana dari dapurnya, aku tak masalah.
Hal yang sangat berarti buatku adalah kehadirannya. Sepanjang dia menemaniku menikmati secangkir kopi bersama, aku bisa merasakan kebahagiaan dalam kehangatan kopi yang nikmat.
Aku hanya ingin menikmati kopi bersamanya, berbahagia bersamanya. Aku hanya ingin merasakan hidup di sisinya. Sesederhana itu. Sungguh.
One day, Papa and I went to Jatinegara market near the station. Papa was looking for something that I didn’t know what it was. I just knew he wanted to buy some tools for his work and some fish for pet. During the trip, I was mostly silent. It’s like a lil dog that followed wherever its master went.
Sometimes he asked me what street food or drink I wanted to buy. I just said, “Up to you, Pa.”
I felt so awkward when I was walking with Papa. Like I was walking with stranger. Then he asked again, “Do you like this one, or that one?”
I was only silent and nodded. I knew, he asked me just to make me speak. So I decided to be quiet and didn’t say anything.
Until he stopped his walking in front of a small book shop where sold used books. He took three books and gave them to me, “What do you think?”
I stared at him and smiled open wide, “Are you sure, Papa?”
He nodded, but without any smile. He said that I could have it.
I remembered one of the books was Layar Terkembang by Sutan Takdir Alisyahbana. I was happy because that was the first time he bought me some books (novels). Before then, he had been detested me when I read novels. I didn’t know what’s wrong with him, but he never bought me books after that moment.
Sometimes, I still felt awkward when walking with him. He was kind, but his way never touched my heart. My mistakes indeed.