Ahmad Dhani, Tolong Jelaskan Padaku….

Bagi umat kristiani dan katolik, Paskah adalah rangkaian hari besar untuk memperingati sosok messiah mereka. Bagi saya yang beragama muslim, seminggu Paskah ini adalah momen liburan, jalan-jalan dan mencicipi berbagai kafe di Jogja bersama teman-teman.

Hari mulai padam menuju sore, dan siang hari yang panas menjadi sekedar kenangan semata. Namun saya dan teman-teman bersikeras untuk mencoba kafe Gelato yang baru beberapa bulan ini buka di sepanjang Jl. Dr. Soetomo, Jogja. Balas dendam pada siang yang panas seru kami, biar saja sore dingin yang penting manis, bela kami.

Empat scone gelato di tangan, kami memilih tempat duduk tepat di bawah AC agar delicacy ini tidak segera meleleh. Satu, dua, tiga, topik terucap dan pembicaraan random dimulai, hingga akhirnya kami mendarat pada topik politik Jakarta.

Inti pembicaraan kami adalah, Ahmad Dhani, bagaimana kabarmu ya?

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Facing Fear Itself

Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage
by Haruki Murakami

So many symbolism. At one point reading the book, you will do this. Spread your palm in the cover and –realizes-.

The main reason why I bought this book stemmed from three point of reason,

  1. It was considerably cheaper than other Murakami’s book in the store at that time
  2. The title strongly reminded me of Kuroko no Basuke’s Phantom 6th Player [*]
  3. Gdmmt its Haruki Murakami’s work, what more reason do you need?

So yeah, I bought it, finished it in two days, and the story still haunts me till now. It cut near the heart, especially to people who are familiar with being alienated [**]

Growing up, you must have a group of very close friends that might give Mighty Morphin Power Rangers a run of their money. Friends you hang around together, so often you gave each other assigned name, rank or even color. Somebody is red for leader, blue for being strong and brash, green for their calmness and yellow/pink/white for the ladies. But like every epic TV series, things went south. Friendship shattered and trust gone, such thing happens everywhere and it also happened in Nagoya city to Tsukuru Tazaki and his precious friends.

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Bee boop bee booop

A few hundreds post ago, I wrote something about my resolution to overcome Fanfic Addiction. Guess what?

I failed

It was a beautiful failure and I’m loving every second of it. 156 chapter in three days and night, that’s definitely a new personal record.

It has everything you wanted from Hetalia x Harry Potter cross over. Magic society discrimination, internalized racism in every Slytherin kids, INTERNATIONAL SCANDAL in the highest order, a freaking Lion patronus, sassy Arthur Kirkland, Potter-Weasely bashing and 100% Original Characters..

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The Tigers Come at Night

Several years ago, I had a very weird dream. It was so weird I still remember it until now.

I dreamt of driving a car across the border of Indonesia and Germany.

And you know what, last Wednesday I entered Deutsch Botschaft and officially crossed the border between Indonesia and Germany. Dreams and reality are funny like that.

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