"Catch a star and put it in your pocket, never let it fade away."

Month: September, 2011

Dingle Dingle Doo!

Jennifer Echols said, “You’ve gone far away to a place with no horses and very little grass, and you’re studying how to write a story with a happy ending. If you can write that ending for yourself, maybe you can come back.”

I almost realizing the quote above. Life has indeed been arranged by God, but we can write and determine our own way of life. Although it has been given facilities like that, I sometimes still confused and helpless. Often feel like an end to all the stories in my life because I don’t know how to fill in the conflict in every chapter. Perhaps due to this life is too conflicted, or perhaps as a result I have no desire to continue it.

Sadly, I don’t live alone in this world. Inevitably I still have to obey what is desired by those closest ones, keep myself alive. In tough times like that I chose to do a total escape. That’s the way that I can still continue the story and hoping for a happy ending.

And few days ago, again I did the ritual with three of my friends: Rukii Naraya, Febrina and Amanda. We spontaneously drove to a beautiful place with no horses and very little grass, we call it the Island of Hopes. The place where we can momentarily forget that tiring routines with beers, books and music. Yes, we did it like pro!

Everything looks beautiful with natural colors. But if everything isn’t black and white, i say, “why the hell not?”. After all this life was just about black and white, good and bad. In point of fact, all can still look beautiful.



[Rukii Naraya]


That wasn’t our last refuge. Someday, we will continue our adventure to seek wonderful places to get a happy ending and never tired of it.

:: Courtesy pictures by me and Rukii Naraya ::

The picturesque flower market

Eid atmosphere still feels very strong these days.  The smell of cakes still wafted in every house in the neighborhood. It’s always been a tradition to visit my grandma and grandpa in Pekalongan, a small town famous for its batik and harbors. Before the first day of Eid, there’re always an impromptu flower market near grandma’s house. That morning, I woke up very early (I rarely get up before half past six in the morning)  in order to get the best pictures of the still-fresh flowers. The colorful flowers would be very wasteful if not perpetuated. The most exciting thing from this little town, almost everyone knew each other. I was grateful that some people at that flower market were still recognizing me so well. The fresh air  made me more eager to capture every exciting moments. Please take a look for the results 🙂

[The colorful flower market. Such in heaven]

[Mas Dafi and Raia. Golden cute!]

Anyway, happy belated Eid Mubarak, fellas! May we always be blessed by the god of happiness ❤