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Rabu, 06 Agustus 2014

30

Years.
30 Years.
Looks like a hell long piece of time.

But that space, that gigantic time, is actually... Nothing. When the distance of change that engulf people and transform them through that fvcking 30 years is just ignored... You see 30 years is nothing.

What kind of show are you doing, kid. You're not even 30 years old yet.

Oh yes, I'm not even 20 yet.
But I just saw that today.

Lets say we have a couple of agenda today, and then both my mom and Dad just decided to join a "lunch meeting" with some of their university friends.
Friends that they've known for 30 years.

The Lunch itself is nothing of formal form - just met at the Kaki Lima carts just by their old University building. (Singaporeans would call it Hawkers - or for those who dont know it... its typical Asian food sellers on the streets, selling through their carts, and we Indonesians call it so because of their carts that have "Five Feet" or "Kaki Lima" because it's mainly supported by one wheel, two wooden "legs" of the cart, and the legs of the vendor himself, navigating slowly and carefully the small streets of Jakarta)

One of the sellers even, is still the original seller that have sold drinks since 30 years ago too. Though the others have changed.
Their University building itself, remained intact, although now it is used for different purpose.

And even the lunch itself, have no notice far in advance. The idea just popped out maybe since 2-3 days.

Why the hell are you even there?
For free food, of course :) and oh yeah, I miss Pak Min's coconut drink for more than one year, I must have a toast with that again.

And besides free food, I got a free view of what a small University reunion looks like.
When the old people looked young, and as stupid and crazy as 30 years ago.

Bah, thats nothing. it have no significance.
But.... wait! Some other notifications from my phone...

Ah these gendeng (crazy) kids again...
"Anyone in their Kos-kosan (flat) have an Air Conditioner?"
"I have"
"Me too"
"Me dont"
"Ah good Im not alone"
"Shit its hot here"
"Yea I know"
Good they're not talking about that "Hot"! or posting girls' photos again! I am eating right by my mom *oh shit now u all know*

Or some in other application
"Kos-kosan life... Fvcking Internet Connection - miss home WiFi"

Or some pics from someone who have to go somewhere far.
Yes.
these are the days where one by one my friends are leaving their families.
Life starts. Being a child ends. Say hi to University life.
Im not, stepping in those same road at the moment.
But morally I am struggling with that "Loneliness" too.

Oh boy, you are still living at the house you've been raised!
I know.
But I am working now. Unlike the others.
That same feeling that you are now alone on the pavement of life -
They feel alone since now they are far from home.
I feel alone since there is no one else who is doing a similar thing.

Ah, that makes ur head a little fuzzy.

We start the long walk of life. On our own's. Each with their unique challenges.
Each will face their destinies. Life-changing.
Each will become someone different in the upcoming years.

But will we still laugh with the same jokes...
...in 30 years?

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