Why I Keep Silent
I certainly am very
grateful reading, seeing, hearing someone’s great post, picture, song, thought,
though I keep silent. I would thank him, I could kiss her in gratitude, were I
invisible as angels and fairies are.
Otherwise would I allude
to his/her beautiful post without revealing their identity.
I am averse to praising
into someone’s face, which is like “cari muka” as Indonesians say, a "licker", or
to solicit a praise to myself. Yet, would I
praise someone with a very poor performance to encourage him or her to do
better.
What’s the honor
praising, quoting a great, famous name? It takes courage to openly not agree,
or not like him, her. What, were it God?
December 2014
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