Waiting For The Princess

Waiting For The Princess

I always feel myself as the ugly duckling, as Sukasrana, the ugliest man ever, yet was so sakti (having inner power), as Karna, the great hero who was so defamed, but I actually feel myself as a prince - not a scarecrow - in the guise of a swineherd, waiting for the princess to recognize and kiss me as my reward. Ha. Ha.

August 2013

 

Were I President Of Indonesia

Were I President Of Indonesia

I would have this speech exactly on the day before the proclamation day.

Saudara,  Dear brothers and sisters:

I don’t want to oblige you to come to attend the ceremony of the proclamation day anywhere in this country anymore. There’s no need to shout awful heroic commands as there’s no foe. Hear instead a beautiful voice singing. Raise the national flag that is in your heart. Judge any man from his inside, rather than  his brave, loyal outside appearance.

There will be no ceremony. You even don’t need to listen to, read my speech on TV, in the papers, in the internet. This is not a reign of fear, of force anymore.

Tomorrow is the Proclamation day, August 17, 2013.  Have a happy holiday with your family, your friends.

August 2013

 

 

 

Good Health

Good Health

I never felt I had legs, arms, eyes, ears, teeth, a heart, lungs,... when I was in good health, until they hurt or there was a disorder.

August 2013

 

 

Oma Johan’s Birthday Present

Oma Johan’s Birthday Present

 I want you to give me your love, not a dinner in a restaurant, or taking me on a cruise, buy me a house, an island,... and on top of it, a congratulation card with a note, “I love you, mam”.

 Does that proof anything? That’s nothing, stupid. Your love should be far more, felt, undeniable, obvious. Don’t fool your mother with presents only on her birthday. Ha. Ha.

 So e mailed oma Johan her sons and daughter, as she remembered an aged mother sadly, bitterly saying: “A mother can raise ten children but ten grown up children can’t support one mother.”

 August 2013

 

Which Should I Choose?

 

A lovely weed



Lovely, eloquent eyes

 

 Which should I choose?

 

There’s not a plant, a creature not wonderful. Were there a thing, Nature – some say: God – created, that’s not wonderful, then my eyes fail to see it. God doesn’t reveal it to me.



Lovely shadow play on the water

August 2013

The Choir Conductor’s Address To His Members

The Choir Conductor’s Address To His Members 

I’d rather like to exercize you solo.

Were you singing solo well, then it was to your own honor, due, thanks to your own efforts. Were you then singing in the choir, you would cover the weaker voices and give strength, color, splendor to the choir.

Were you singing solo badly, out of tune, then you carry the blame, the shame yourself. Were you then singing in the choir, the choir has to bear your shame, your blame.

I don’t have to worry about this, were I to have a professional choir, as the members I selected before.

August 2013

 

 

 

This Is Love

More than words ever can say.

July 2013