Jakarta oh Jakarta

Hi again my dear readers..
It’s been a long time since my last posting here, except yesterday’s post of course. I’ve been wanting to share my first experience in moving to Jakarta actually, but I’ve been busy since like all the time (a little bit hyperbolic I know, but oh well). It’s maybe a bit boring but I still want to share my thoughts..

Jakarta, as we all know is the center of Indonesia. Many people from all regions come here and make this Jakarta crowded. I don’t have any intention to move here at first but, my family’s condition persuades me to look for a better option, here in Jakarta. For so many people Jakarta is a nice place where you can find a better job and better chance to change the future, but many others thing otherwise. Of course there are many lucky people can brighter up their life here, but as we know that not all the people are lucky enough. Well, I don’t want to talk about that though. Coz I believe that we all have the similar chances to change our destiny, but in the other hand we also have to see each people background whether it’s possible for them to make the changes. That’s why, we need to be the pillar of support for the unlucky ones, just my point of view of course.

Back to the topic, Jakarta has many stories I believe, including the origin Jakarta’s people or we better know them as Betawi. At first, I don’t quite believe that Betawi has few people left but ironically that is true. I’m amazed at how many people in Jakarta whose come from many other regions. It’s full of non-Betawi people here. No wonder the situation is kind of unfavorable for me. Jakarta isn’t friendly enough for people like me maybe. I’m surprised at how though the life in Jakarta. While in many other regions, people still treat their ‘unknown stranger’ as their ‘people’, in Jakarta we should live absolutely alone. It’s so rare to meet kind people here, such a waste. While I hope Jakarta can be the representative of our Indonesia nation, but in fact it’s far from my expectation. Not that I can blame anyone. It’s just pitiful that many facilitation aren’t maintained well, the traffic isn’t really good, the people aren’t friendly enough, the weather’s also kind of so so hot with all kind of pollution from motorcycle, car, public transportation in every part of Jakarta. The lack of green touch that worsen the weather.
It’s really hard for me to adapt for the conditions in Jakarta. I know that I’m definitely complaining right now but this is the fact. I myself not sure how long can I accept the situation. I hope that later in the future, Jakarta can be a very nice place to visit. Jakarta can be a good representative for native people so when they come to Jakarta, they’ll directly have a good memories of Indonesia. I also hope that people, whoever, come to Jakarta to change their future, by mean Indonesian, please treat Jakarta well. I know that this isn’t your origin place to begin with, but this is also your home because you’ve got what you want here. Please take care of Jakarta so it can be a nice place for all of us. Also, don’t treat ‘strangle people’ like truly ‘stranger’ because they’re our ‘people’, we need to be good to them so they can get better life also, here in Jakarta.

Originally I don’t have any intention to write this long but then again, my concern to Jakarta is really big that’s why. I hope this post can be useful for all of us, especially Indonesian. For non-Indonesian, really, my intention is just like, let’s create a peaceful condition no matter where we are because actually we all are one big family.

I love you all, readers~
Thanks a lot..
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Reminiscence

Well, here I am again with a story about my bestfriends and I. This world is absolutely has its law to live through the end, right?

I can definitely feeling it by sharing just some stories with my long-distanced-best-friends  (hey, you can’t just say this kind of relationship only exist between you and your lover, you 
can do it too with your beloved people right?) That is my case. Almost all of my best friends are my long-lost-friends from junior high school and senior high  school. We’ve been separated since like 6-8 years ago? I don’t know. Maybe it’s because again, I move to Jakarta where I should leave my little brothers and sister, also some of my best friends there in Bandung, then I find some news from my old best friends.

It’s amazing that we still have this kind of strong bond although we’ve been separated that long. It’s also an amazing thing that we still struggle with each of our life. There is me who still struggle in getting stable life, which means seeking for really suitable workplace and job position for myself. There is this best friend who still struggle in finishing her study at university. She’s sure is amazing. There is also this best friend who’s struggling hard with her wish to get scholarship in continuing her master degree while fighting hard in doing self-company while also finding her most beloved soul mate. I myself is still single now, and I’m looking for my beloved one too. Funny how God manages to tie us as one, because many of my best friends also have married. Some of them have been a mother for some years already.
 
Well, this is life. Such an amazing world when we can’t really expect what will happen next. And again, I feel how big God’s love for me. I’m so thankful for that. While I’m in really desperate mood, God show me that I’ll never be alone. There will always some friends, which are unseen, but definitely fighting along with us. They don’t really hold our hands, but they walk together in the same unseen path with you. The path that we walk right now is definitely not an easy path. But we’ve chosen it. We’ve proved it that we can still move on, until now. 

Now that you remember your sweet times together with your bestfriends, that’s when your life just get started. Really.. Those times when we cry and laugh together, those times when we start drawing our dreams, and finally we promise to reach the highest point at our life. Such a sweet memories. 
 
Now friends, can you move on with your life by remembering how the sweet times? How much spirit you have at that time, and how much your wish to reach that highest point? 
Let’s move on then, friends.. 
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