"Perhaps it's time you stop pretending that you can work from home" A short remark came from my dear husband as he turned off the lights in our bedroom. At least he was not saying it in a mean way, rather as a response to my lament about how when I clocked out of uni… Lanjutkan membaca Working place
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It's the last year I can say I'm twenty-something. Thanks for the cake sweetheart 😘. I thought I'm writing a teaser now because I'll write the real one later.. but hey, I'm too old to be deceived by my own ambition for the zillionth time. The after-teaser will never come, so let me write this… Lanjutkan membaca 29
My First Ramadhan in Winter
How is your feeling for the upcoming Ramadhan? I was chatting with two Saudi Arabian girls in the Union House's prayer room, around the time to pray ashar. One of them shared the same name as mine, and we've met a couple of times before---I even told her my frustration in my PhD progress: which… Lanjutkan membaca My First Ramadhan in Winter
Tidsoptimist
Oh Swedish how you know me so well. Dulu pemahaman saya tentang Swedia hanya terbatas pada toko furniture yang petunjuk perakitannya tidak sesuai kenyataan, pendidikan gratis, dan stockholm syndrome. Lalu saya jadi ngefans sejak menemukan kata ini. Dulu saya merasa sendirian. Saya bukannya mencari teman, saya tahu ini sifat yang tidak baik. Hanya sedikit lega… Lanjutkan membaca Tidsoptimist
Schadenfreude
Dari sini dari kulitku sendiri Kurasa bulu kudukku berdiri Saat merekah secercah tawa Saat kau perlu belasungkawa . Dari sini dari tanganku sendiri Ingin kupecut kakiku berlari Jengkel melihat wajahmu senang Senyum bila air matamu tergenang . Dahulu kita berteman Kini sudah tergerus zaman . Mengapa kita menyimpan benci Saat patutnya kita bersuci . Dari… Lanjutkan membaca Schadenfreude
Rubatosis
Deg. Sudah seminggu sejak aku menerima surat panggilan dari yayasan untuk tugas pertamaku. Tetap saja jantungku berdegup kencang saat hidungku menghirup aroma disinfectant dari ruang yang akan kumasuki. Aku benci rumah sakit. Tapi inilah alasanku tercipta di dunia. Aku dan semua anak yang dibesarkan yayasan. Wanita berseragam putih itu mengisyaratkan agar aku berbaring di atas… Lanjutkan membaca Rubatosis
Qualtagh
We meet again, my old friend. The silver stag, my qualtagh for the umpteenth time. There is nothing romantic about hunting - the advantage in intelligence, equipment & ability overwhelming against the hunted. But how able is one trained in killing to become a saviour instead? The dozen times, bow loosed, I was blinkered, dazed… Lanjutkan membaca Qualtagh
