A Trip to Remember : Hello Lombok !

Hold tightly the itinerary in my hands. Sent from the travel agents, by email, I don’t know how many times I looked at the itinerary i was going to do days later in Lombok. Together with friends, and other people whom I was gonna met for the first time, excitement lingered around us as we were on our way from the airport, to the settled destinations.

It was our first day in Lombok, I remember the date exactly, August 17th. The independence day of Indonesia. The first place we visited Desa Sukarare, Lombok Tengah. We saw the making process of woven fabric (sorry, i really don’t know the english word for this, the indonesian word is ‘kain tenun’). Using traditional utilities, they made scarf, traditional clothes, sling bag, and many more. You can see the beautiful scarfs they made in the left picture. It was really made nicely, I really love the mix colors and how it was blend beautifully in one scarf.

 

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The Calling

Meraki is probably the word passion in verb. People said, the works that we do with and without passion will be different. Happiness is always found in doing something with passion, vice versa.

Pondering with thoughts, a 20ish woman asking herself against the mirror, “Are you finally doing something with your heart?”. She smiled, nodding her head as she went to work.

A story about my struggling against life time crisis last year. 

 

Life time crisis: the time when you questioned yourself of who you are and what you are going to do with your life

Common situation you face after graduation : what kind of works i should do? 

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For a Moment

Days are changing, so are weeks, months, years, decades. What have you done as a human being, after living for twenty some years? Are you doing something worth to tell to your children or grandchildren?

What a grand opening of post, isn’t it? Lol. It’s been months since my last post, so here i am, drown in the memories when trying to post this.

*sigh*

“My mental has been drowned these days. I am in agony. I want to go home”

*another sigh*

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Meaningful Memento | Yogyakarta

2011. I decided to go on a journey to a new place, Yogyakarta.

Having a study in a completely different place is not common for some people, including me. 17 years, I never even once go too far from my house, my family, whenever I go to school.

2011. I chose to be brave, taking a new step in a new place, hoping that I can become more independent person in the future.

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The 5-year-journey is recorded clearly in my mind. The first time I greet my friends. The first time I experience a difficulty of talking in a different language, eventhough it’s still in the same country. The first time I meet different people across various regions.

Yogyakarta. The place where I was evolved a lot to be a better person, thanks to the great environment and great people.

Yogyakarta. The place, the city where I was mesmerized by its own different charms. The people who often smiles at you, when you don’t even know them. The deep rooted cultures that makes you in awe, because every citizen keep it mantained for years. The needs for food and life supplies that makes you wondering and pondering of how cheap everything is. Last but not the least, friends, colleagues and people around me who always makes Yogyakarta the best place to stay at. Double happiness, if I may say. The internal factors of Yogyakarta itself, plus the external factors, me and my friends who were nomads; learners in a college.

2016. Been three months since I went back to my home-sweet-home. Away from Yogyakarta, everything that happened during my 5-year-journey has flashed in my mind. The meaningful mementos from that journey are recorded in pictures, videos, and other things. If I have to choose on as a representative, I won’t be able to do it. Every memento I have, is an important representative of different events that happened.

I think I know why I’m in love with Yogyakarta. Aside from the friends whom I met there, I realized something that is absent in my origin city, that is manners. Not like there is totally no manners in my origin city, it’s just so rare to find it. That’s the most likeable thing that I like; a meaningful memento I’d like to remember for forever from my journey in Yogyakarta.

Goodbye, Yogyakarta. I’ll make sure I visit you again in the future. My wishes upon you, are to stay the same, maintain the great cultures and to stay changed, to be a better and better city in terms of public services.

See you, Yogyakarta, in the distant future.

via Discover Challenge: Finding Your Place