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Notes: Marriage

Many young people want to get marriage to their lover. They feel that their lover is the love of their life. It would be perfect to live together for the rest of their life. But I wonder whether they really understand what marriage is?

Well… I guess we have been indoctrinated with happily ever after Cinderella story without being shown what happen next after she got married to the prince. Who knows that they try killing each other…. ?! No?

That is why I don’t like attend wedding party. 



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Notes: Give A Hand

Sometimes we want to help someone, who is going astray because we know that (s)he is actually good person inside. But  I realize that we cannot help somebody who actually doesn’t want to help themselves . Or they even don’t think that they might need a help from anyone. Should we bother to give a hand?


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Reflection: Do Good

I read the book of James this morning. I come across to an interesting line. It was James 2:14-15, 25. It says “If someone claims to have faith but has no deeds, can such faith save them? If faith isn’t accompanied by action, is dead.  As the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without deeds is dead.”


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Notes: Fine Days in Gangga Island

Sailing...... [2009:E O]

Sailing…… [2009:E O]

An outboard engine was started by a fisherman, its rattle breaking the morning. One after the other, boats are moving, making a line, moving in the foreground as the sun appears from behind the horizon. It is 6 am. The island is still quiet as the fishing boats pass from view and out of sound. Sometimes a late sleeping fisherman disturbs the peace again as he makes his way across the coats to catch up with the fleet.

This is a unique stage portrait of Minahasan life which is passing by me as I am enjoying the early morning tropical breeze by the beach on Gangga Island. Gangga Island is an isolated white sand beach destination in 150 hectares of natural garden setting 3 kilometers north of the coast of North Sulawesi. Minahasa is one of the races in North Sulawesi.

Subsequent to having breakfast, I am getting ready to explore the world under water by catching the boat to one of the snorkeling spots. I am sure, it will be an excellent experience, as this area is the part of the world’s Coral Triangle. However, I am not going diving but I am just going snorkeling.

Surrounded by the silence of the island, I walk down to the wharf, where a sexy locally made boat has been waiting for our group.

“Hello, good morning. How are you?” said Ayoub, a Minahasan boat crew, greeting us with a friendly smile before we get into the boat. The engine comes to life and we are ready to sail to the waters of neighboring Tindila Island.

Moving further away from Gangga Island, leaving a trail of bubbles which disappear into the sea after only a few second we reach the snorkeling spot above a reef tinged in light blue after only ten minutes sailing.

While we are waiting patiently to jump into the water, we are given some guidance by Anton, the snorkeling guide, which must be listened to for our safety under water. Afterwards, one by one, my group slips over the side into the sea.

“Wow! This is wonderful” I say to myself. It is so beautiful and so different with the world above water in which I live. I feel as though I am flying freely like an Alap-alap hawk in the air, watching the fish peacefully lead their lives in an around the reef.

I can see a blue star fish, which look so calm and still, gumming itself to the ground. Or, over there, there’s an active small blue fish with a yellow tail. They call them Chrysiptera parasema, which like to move here and there. Pretty clouds of fish of many varieties swim all around me. On one occasion, Anton shows us where hundreds or might be thousands of fish are moving here and there in a large group. “It is indeed a wonderful world of fish.”

They are magnificent. They look like a great group of human being who want to move somewhere, whether because they feel panic or excitement as we approach them.

I don’t know how to describe this beautiful life under the water, although it is my job to. An amazing natural ecosystem seemingly without any human touch upon it. However I can see part of the coral that has been bombed. Destroyed and dead. A sign that our fishermen once used dynamite instead of their nets and their talent.

But local government, cooperating with the community are working together to restore these broken fish reef homes and preserve coral ecosystem. It is a great chance that I have to be here. On a clear sunny day, I am exploring the world under waters around the Tindila Island for more than an hour. But, unfortunately, we must finish our trespassing because suddenly the currents bring a sea covered in garbage.

“It is strange that so much rubbish is floating in this area. The local government should have taken an action to keep this environment clean. Well, not just the government actually, but also the local people and passing ships who throw the garbage in the sea.” Tommy Davis, a Canadian tourist, who is disappointed with the floating garbage.

The garbage forces us to stop snorkeling, and after a short break on Tindila Island for few minutes before we sail back to Gangga Island.

Once again, I would say that this is a special part of the world. But the occasional wave of rubbish atop the sea almost ruins a spectacular setting; however there is more to see. The blue water, the tropical rain forest, the local fisherman and the underwater world are just part of a unique isolated paradise off the north coast of North Sulawesi.

While wondering about the secrets of this little island, Anton and Ayoub circumnavigate Gangga Island. In only 150 ha, this island has just two villages. Comically named Gangga Satu and Gangga Dua. From the boat, I can tell that Gangga Satu and Gangga Dua are two very different villages but similar at the same time.

Different in how the way they build and develop their fishermen village and facilities. But both remain undeveloped and poor. Interestingly, one is noticeable for its several mosques, and the other two Church spires. While a handful of motorbikes busied themselves on the seafront one could not see any vehicles.

However, Gangga Satu is a slightly more developed village, where an environment friendly resort, “Gangga Island”, was built and developed. As the only resort on the Gangga Island, it trains and employs members of the local community. It reminds me of a conversation that I had with Hanne Harbol, General Manager of Gangga Island, last night, in which she said that they are seeking to preserve the environment both human and natural.

“We have a program for the local society, especially for the kids. Every month, we will ask them to come here and introduce them with the sea’s ecosystem. This program is meant to protect this island from the damage, whether neither in the land nor in the sea”. But the big question is what about all the garbage?

Thinking about that conversation, the things I saw, heard, tasted and smelled, it makes me speechless and I realize how beautiful this Indonesian island is, and that there are many more of them. However, I wonder how we will take care of them all. Precious that they are they are not crowded with people, vehicles, office buildings and shopping malls. The peaceful natural world is more than enough and this is what I am looking for by coming here, a white sand beach holiday which is far from the modern life and business city.

Finally, having gone around the island we arrive at the wharf. I am feeling so happy for the experience that I had today. The world under water, the garbage, the island, the people, the current and everything that I am seeing are wonderful. I am smiling as much as I ever have, as I walk back to my bungalow to get ready before having a Minahasan meal for my hungry stomach.

It is indeed a great day, but the day has not ended yet as the blue sky is slowly turning into red as the sun dips towards the horizon. Under the vanilla sky, I sit by the beach, enjoying the dusk with the sillouettes of the fishermen sailing past me, one by one, on their way home The only sounds being the rattle of an old outboard engine and the breaking waves on the beach.


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Notes: Family and Marriage

When it comes to family memories, I do not really have so much interesting family memories to talk about, or to reminiscence, or just to remember. It is not that I come from a broken family. We just did not do much of family stuff together. Not even just an ordinary family dinner, summer holiday or going to a bookstore on the weekend.

Yet, I cannot blame my parents because they spent most of the time working their ass off to provide an adequate living and best education, which I am totally grateful for. Those (adequate living and best education) are the best legacy that they have given to me for my future so I can be successful and most importantly be A GOOD PERSON in my society. They are indeed great parents for me.

However I don’t want my kids to have similar experience as me. I don’t want my kids to not have one of their parents dropping them to school or I don’t want my kids to not be able to spend minimum of an hour with both their father and mother having an ordinary dinner with a fruitful conversation at home –where I would cook, my husband helping me to make up the table and clean up the dishes-. I don’t want my kids to have no good memories about their parents and their family. I don’t want that.

Few years ago, I had an interesting conversation with one of my acquaintance. He said to me that it is hard to be a parent. Being a parent comes with many  responsibilities. In order to fulfill the responsibilities, he has to travel around the world to make money.

Yet, few months ago, he said to me that he lost track because he has been having an affair with another woman. He has forgotten to fulfill his responsibility as a father and as a husband. He sounded so guilty and wanted to make up to his family for “the losing time”.

The phrase of ‘the losing time’ reminded me of how awful it is to not be able to have a wonderful childhood memories with parents. It does not feel great at all. As a result, I don’t have a great attachment with my family at all. I have been always trying to figure out life by myself since I was 18 years old with not much of family support.

Sometimes it feels so painful whenever I think about it. But again I wouldn’t complain. Why? It is because I am just extremely so blessed! By the God’s grace I can make my own way to be where I wanted to be right now. And definitely, I would continue my journey with the grace of God also.

As a married woman, I must say that it is not easy at all to build a perfect family. It is not. It is not easy at all. A family is built by two individuals. The two individuals would always have a lot of differences including cultural differences, educational differences, social value difference, etc.

And it is not easy at all to unite all those differences. Despite the fact the two individuals are loving each other, love alone is not enough to unite those two individuals and make them to be happy together.

For me, a happy relationship/marriage and family requires more than just love. It requires RESPECT, HONESTY, SACRIFICE, APPRECIATION and also UNDERSTANDING. Without all of those points, love would fail to achieve a happy family or a happy relationship. Even love can lead to unhappiness, especially when we use so much of our feeling or heart.

While I am writing this blog, I might not yet be anywhere close to success in building a happy family or stay in a perfect relationship. I have failed many times. We have failed many times. We were even nearly close to an end anyhow. Why? It is because there was lack of understanding, respect and sacrifice within us.

I would not blame anyone for this failure. I was so selfish and I am still selfish. I am still overly busy chasing my own professional dream than building my own family. However I realize that I need to change.

When an individual get married is no longer about ME, ME and ME. It is about YOU, ME and US.  That is what I failed to understand when I got married at the first place. I had no idea of what the concept of family value is, I had no idea how the family should be built because I learnt nothing about it when I was a child.

And because of my adventurous life, I used to think that a marriage is  just another step of a relationship. It is just a legal status. In the end of the day, I am still a free person. But I was wrong. I forgot all things, which would come along with it. It is not that I did not know what I wanted, I was just  so young when I got married. So what can I say? However as time passed by I have been learning that things need to be changed.

In these last few weeks, I have been thinking, reflecting about what a family is and how a family should be. I have been seeing photo stream of the so-call-happy family (who knows whatever happened behind the frame?) on social media. I have been having a lot of discussion about a family and its problem with friends and acquaintances. I have seen how many of good friends of mine changing as soon as they become moms.  I had a wonderful experience of a family moment when I was in North America. It all gives me insight.

As a conclusion, I want to be able to provide REAL and wonderful family memories for my children  in the near future. Yet, I imagine it is not easy.


There are so many artificial relationship and marriage out there. Some couple stay in a marriage because we want to make other people happy. Or some stay in a marriage or relationship because of the kids. Or some stay in a marriage because of the job promotion, etc.

At the end, some men would cheat on their wife and vice versa. They claimed that they have their own reason to do so without realizing the long term effect of it for ourselves and people around us. Some people deny, some would admit it publicly. Yet, there is often a silent agreement between the two. There would always a way to justify their actions. But that is not what I want. It is not healthy. It is not real.

A couple weeks ago, I had a fruitful conversation with my best friend over lychee martini in Bali. “When you have a relationship with a married man but you don’t know that he is married, it does not make you to be a bad person,” she went on.

But if you know that he is married and you are in relationship with him, you are a bad person. Regardless how unhappy their relationship is and they are still married, you should not be with the man. It makes you to be A BAD PERSON, for sure,” she said to me.

Her sentence hit my head. I agree with her. It reminded me of what Eddie Griffin said in one of Dr Dre record’s Ed-ucation.

Biggest hoes, on planet Earth…. are walking through the mothafuckin neighborhood. You KNEW when you got with the n*gga he already had a woman. You knew he already had a family but you fucked him anyway! Why? You were just a dumb bitch, trying to keep, a n*gga that you wanted

And that is the last thing I want to be. That is the last thing that I want to happen to my family. I don’t want to be a BAD PERSON. I don’t want to be a third party in anyone’s family and I don’t want a third party coming to my family. A third party would give you a temporary happiness and ruin the basic foundation to build a real family.

Even though it is hard to build a family, a happy family, a REAL family; you would have it if you work for it with RESPECT, HONESTY, SACRIFICE, APPRECIATION and also UNDERSTANDING.

I, myself, want to live a real life. I want to have a real family. I want to get old and grey with the man, whom once I loved and made a vow to. I want to make sure that they would have a real happiness from their parents, who loves each other, respect each other, being honest to each other, understand each other and appreciate each other. That is all I want.

Jakarta, 220315


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Music: I

“We got a young brother that stands for something!
We got a young brother that believes in the all of us!
Brother Kendrick Lamar! He’s not a rapper, he’s a writer, he’s an author!
And if you read between the lines, we’ll learn how to love one another!
But you can’t do that — right on! —
I said, you can’t do that without loving yourself first.”

This is a world premiere!

I done been through a whole lot
Trial, tribulation, but I know God
Satan wanna put me in a bow tie
Praying that the holy water don’t go dry
As I look around me
So many motherfuckers wanna down me
But ain’t no nigga never drown me
In front of a dirty double-mirror they found me

And I love myself
(The world is a ghetto with big guns and picket signs)
I love myself
(But it can do what it want whenever it want, I don’t mind)
I love myself
(He said I gotta get up, life is more than suicide)
I love myself
(One day at a time, sun gon’ shine)

Everybody looking at you crazy (Crazy)
What you gon’ do? (What you gon’ do?)
Lift up your head and keep moving (Keep moving)
Or let the paranoia haunt you? (Haunt you)
Peace to fashion police, I wear my heart
On my sleeve, let the runway start
You know the miserable do love company
What do you want from me and my scars?
Everybody lack confidence, everybody lack confidence
How many times our potential was anonymous?
How many times the city making me promises?
So I promise this

And I love myself
(The world is a ghetto with big guns and picket signs)
I love myself
(But it can do what it want whenever it want, I don’t mind)
I love myself
(He said I gotta get up, life is more than suicide)
I love myself
(One day at a time, sun gon’ shine)

They wanna say there’s a war outside and a bomb in the street
And a gun in the hood and a mob of police
And a rock on the corner and a line full of fiends
And a bottle full of lean and a model on a scheme
These days of frustration keep y’all on tucking rotation
I duck these gold faces, post up fee-fi-fo-fum basis
Dreams of reality’s peace
Blow steam in the face of the beast
The sky can fall down, the wind can cry now
The strong in me, I still smile

And I love myself
(The world is a ghetto with big guns and picket signs)
I love myself
(But it can do what it want whenever it want, I don’t mind)
I love myself
(He said I gotta get up, life is more than suicide)
I love myself
(One day at a time, sun gon’ shine)

Walk my bare feet (Walk my bare feet)
Down, down valley deep (Down, down valley deep)
Fee-fi-fo-fum (Fee-fi-fo-fum)
My heart undone (My heart undone)

And I love myself
(The world is a ghetto with big guns and picket signs)
I love myself
(But it can do what it want whenever it want, I don’t mind)
I love myself
(He said I gotta get up, life is more than suicide)
I love myself
(One day at a time, sun gon’ shine)

I went to war last night
With an automatic weapon, don’t nobody call a medic
I’mma do it ’til I get it right
I went to war last night
I’ve been dealing with depression ever since an adolescent
Duckin’ every other blessin’, I can never see the message
I can never take the lead, I can never bob and weave
For my nigga that be letting ’em annihilate me
And it’s evident I’m moving at a meteor speed
Finna run into a building, lay my body in the street
Keep my money in the ceiling, let my mama know I’m free
Give my story to the children and a lesson they can read
And the glory to the feeling of the holy unseen
Seen enough, make a motherfucker scream, “I love myself!”

I lost my head
I must’ve misread what the good book said
Oh woes keep me, it’s a jungle inside
Give of myself again ’til the well runs dry

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Music: Four Five Seconds

I think I’ve had enough * I might get a little drunk
I say what’s on my mind * I might do a little time


Cause all of my kindness *Is taken for weakness Now I’m FourFiveSeconds from wildin’
And we got three more days ’til Friday
I’m just tryna make it back home by Monday mornin’
I swear I wish somebody would tell me
Ooh, that’s all I want

Woke up an optimist * Sun was shinin’, I’m positive
Then I heard you was talkin’ trash * Hold me back, I’m ’bout to spaz

And I know that you’re up tonight
Thinkin’, “How could I be so selfish?”
But you called ’bout a thousand times
Wondering where I’ve been
Now I know that you’re up tonight
Thinkin’ “How could I be so reckless?”
But I just can’t apologize
I hope you can understand

If I go to jail tonight * Promise you’ll pay my bail
See they want to buy my pride * But that just ain’t up for sale
See all of my kindness * Is taken for weaknes

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