ON BIRTHDAY
Note 3MAN and AGE. The two things most girls cannot MAN-AGE.This birthday reminds me of my excess of age and my lack of men. Not that I bother. I am single, yes, —but I DO like being single. Girls of my age might have one or two kids already—they all look very busy and happy—but what do I care? I love children so long as they are not mine. So there.Mr. Perfect does not exist, says my friend who wants to reconcile my stubborn peculiarity with the common sense of our wonderful society. Stop looking for him and start looking around, she says. Which amuses me a great deal. Who says I am looking for Mr. Perfect? What good can a “standard” Mr. Perfect do me? (except if he happens to be Prince William). I am quite well-off on my own and not on the look out for anyone particular, thank you very much.Truth is, I am not inclined to have a relationship just so I’d have a relationship. “What you don’t have, you don’t need it know”. I believe that. I do not care how many men love me, or do not love me. When the right man comes around (he himself will be peculiar, like half-Mr. Darcy and half-Mr. Thornton with a hint of Shinichi Chiaki, metaphorically), I will struggle to be worthy of him. So I will not settle for less. I am so not going to settle for and be forever tied to someone I will detest and despise before long, just because the Society dictates so. And if it is God’s will that I remain forever single because of what I stand for, then be it.So there.
Afterwords:
So many historical events in the week of my birthday. First i lost both my cellies. Then Obama won the election (amazing speech there, buddy!). Wow.
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ON BIRTHDAY
Note 2OK. I am twenty something, a reservoir engineer with prospects (or so I hope), and more or else have everything I need to enjoy life and be happy.So what do I want to do next?The ideal thing will be to step on Aurora’s shoes: sleep and sleep and sleep until a handsome, charming, reliable prince embraces me with a kiss, and I wake up a princess.No. What nonsense. If I were a true idealist I would rave on about making the world a better place for mankind and fellow creatures. Stop global warming. Plant trees. Live more closely to the nature. Educate the ignorant. Stop the greed, stop the hatred. A world without prejudice & discrimination, amen.Those are all good causes, but please, for once, let me be selfish on my own birthday. Let me make wishes dearest to my heart. I wish to be sure that my loved ones are sound and content. I wish to be relieved of the petty struggles and worries of everyday life. I want to live BEYOND. I want to live bravely and love without fear. I want to see more of the World. I want to die while I am living.I want to die smiling—with no regrets. It sums up to that.
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ON BIRTHDAY
Note 1Birthdays should be the moment when you make a halt—to sit and contemplate what you’ve done with your life already, and what you want to do next. When I was younger, I did not mind doing that. But the older I get, the more reluctant I am to “contemplate the past & plan the future”. I can’t help feeling (and am sure I am not alone) a sense of loss—of the time passed—the time that can never be reversed. I am not young anymore. How time flies. And with every breath I take, an opportunity of becoming “another me” is lost, while “myself” comes more into being. I am not sorry for what I am. I am not sorry for what I have done. I AM sorry for what I haven’t done, though; for what I could have become. If I were 5, I could still grow up to be a space traveler. Or a dancer. Or a lawyer. Or a painter. Perhaps that’s why the world is always full of wonders in the eyes of children—because unlimited opportunities and endless possibilities hang about the air—like sparkling bubbles that they can reach when they extend their hands—like being surrounded by tender little lights of millions of fireflies—it has a magical quality in it. But I am twenty something now—the magic has gone; I see the world as it is. No matter how keen the space traveler or lawyer or painter in me are, I cannot be them anymore. To think about the opportunities I have missed; the different paths I could have walked on—really, I ALMOST hate birthdays.
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AN AWARD!
My blog got an award!And yet you know i hardly update it. And lately i don't think i write anything worth reading (except for the few people who want to know what i'm up to but too lazy to make personal contacts).This must be a joke. Specially because the award is from Astrid (an excellent writer, and as the case always is, an intriguing person). Could she make a joke of this kind? Nominate the "Worst Blogger of the Year" award to me probably? I believe she could. But i trust she won't.So i guess i just have to live with it. And let the game rolls on.Ladies & gentlemen, let me pass on the award to these five blogs (or bloggers):
1. Bondan Caroko (www.bondancaroko.blogspot.com) - for the wit! And then we both share one thing in common: we update our blogs in such a looooong period. Him getting the award too will somewhat clear my conscience of winning one in the first place, haha.2. Simon's MetroMad (www.metromad.blogspot.com) - a different view about lives in the Big Durian and Indonesia in general. Should not miss any of the posts!
3. Loosewire (www.loosewireblog.com) - simply resourceful. He talks about how technology shapes our lives in such a way that i believe i myself am a techno-savvy (doooohhh!).4. Charles Frith (www.charlesfrith.com) - brainy in a bold way. How i envy his adventures- and how i wish to walk tete-a-tete with him one day- a bright blue sky & ample time to talk about ideas! That would be lovely!
5. Maharani DS (www.ranids.blogspot.com) - the epitome of "simple is beautiful". Her honest eyes and boundless compassion give colours to the trivialities of everyday life.
If you're interested to game on, put on the award badge on your blog & pass it on to other five blogs. But if you don't fancy passing a "chain-award", just blog on, please. Coz i do love, love, love your writings.
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(Mbak Astrid, you deserve an award, too, but you've got too many already *wink*)
