My Colorful Life - in Almighty Hand Forever

Soon, James Lee, a handsome young man with good attitude and not to mention his family wealth has become an interesting and considered-man in town. Words about him spread in town, doesn't need much effort to get the information. In our small town any news spread very fast, good news or bad news. Even no internet yet at that time. James Lee, which is Tony's uncle seem to had a special place in my aunt's heart. Now the folk who used to gather at our house gradually decreased in numbers. I didn't know why at that time. I just missed all of them, the slaughters, joys, spirit of the young people. Every Saturday James Lee would come to our house. I would watched them from a distance. Now only they two, with a maid near my aunt. **will continue later, somehow the inspiration is hiding somewhere else leaving me lost in the space**

Today I meet him in a very strange condition. Here we meet again after lost contact for a very long time. I still remember 18 years ago. I was at 4th grade 10 years old. I studied at a best private school in my hometown. The town is not so big. Most of my friends parents are my parent's friends. In the class we must sat pair with the opposite sex. Unfortunately for me, I got a terrible boy as my pair. And it was for one year. To tell you the horrible I faced ... I was not very bright at that time. But most of the questions Teacher asked I knew the answers. But I just too shy to answer. That boy, Anthony, he knew it. He, who is not so bright as I do, would kicked my legs under the desk. He did it because he wanted to know my answer so that he could answer the questions. That I must faced for my almost one year. I was very shy at that time. I even didn't have any friend. Whenever someone asked me questions I only answered yes or no. No more and no less. Only at home I could be my...

Ceritanya begini. .. suatu kali sang Putri kepengin sepatu baru. Dia sudah melihat-lihat di majalah mode dan begitu matanya tertumbuk (??) pada si 'ijo lumut' dia langsung jatuh cinta. Modelnya tidak terlalu wah banget, tapi dia suka sekali karena 'so sweet' Jadilah si Putri ke toko dengan si Betty, si jago mode. Mungkin sulit menemukan sepatu yang persis seperti itu tapi tidak apa-apa yang mirip-mirip aja deh. Lumayan ada konsultan mode .. Mereka berkeliling ke beberapa toko sepatu. Menyisir mulai dari bagian sepatu sandal, sandal dari yang warna netral sampai yang memihak ... dari ujung sini sampai ujung sana belum ketemu juga. Entah sudah berapa puluh pasang sandal dicoba belum ada satu pun yang pas. Tiba-tiba si Betty bilang 'Putriii ... ini dia yang kamu cari!' Dan jadilah mereka gembira sekali karena telah menemukan sepatu yang dicari. kalo si Betty gembira karena itu artinya sekarang giliran Betty bisa hunting-hunting baju 'shop till drop' ... Bes...

When I feel bad or down besides praying to my beloved Jesus I also seek some other sources. There is a very best friend whom I always talked to and ask for advices for some critical moments, when I must make important decisions in my life. Many times we pray for the plan to come to Thailand last year and we could see how God did many wonderful things and opened ways. So this is the introduction. Now I am in Thailand, and she is in Indonesia I don’t contact her as frequently as before. Not the owner of the communication network and now only a student in Thailand, I miss her so much …. The distance of Semarang to Bangkok is just like a distance of some hundreds US dollars is the short term to simplified it. Yes, to reach another part of the world doesn’t matter how far it is, we only need to have money and valid passport/visa for a very convenient traveling, depends on the money and with whom we traveling. I will imagine that I will go there to visit her. Let’s say we have sufficient mon...

Shanti hurries to get inside her bedroom, she needs to change her clothes, or at least to comb her hair. She puts some powder. Ah, it’s better now, looks fresh. Soon she comes out and finds her friend, Bro Yun. Well exactly he is much older than her. Bro Yun is a university student. A bright student wearing thick glasses. Behind the glasses are a pair of sharp eyes. Every week on Saturday Bro Yun will come and pick her up for the Youth’s service. She always ready before the time comes. But today, it’s not Saturday and Bro Yun comes. She was helping her mother to sew some clothes. It’s not pleasant to be seen in that condition, sitting on the floor with bending back on the sewing machine. The pieces of cloth are scattered everywhere. “Hi Shanti, how are you, are you busy?” “Not so busy, Bro. How are you? You don’t have a class today?” “No, now is my summer holiday. I just on my way to fetch something nearby here. Do I disturb you?” “No, not at all. I just helping my mother with some sew...

Once upon time in Indonesia ... there was a beautiful girl with great character. Her name was 'CICI CICI' aka CC she was very talented in arts. She was so good in acting, singing and design. She lived in a city called 'BUNGA' aka flower. A handsome man, called 'Jaka Jaka' aka JJ was a very handsome man. He came from a rich, respectable family who owned large properties in East Java. He lived in a city called 'KUMBANG' aka bee. JJ's parents urged him to get married soon. He was 30 and his parents were worry that he couldn't make 'BEFORE 30' success in his life. They wanted grandchildren to inherit the properties and honored-family name. In a festival the citizen of BUNGA and KUMBANG gathered for a royal ceremony. It was a very big celebration on the year of big harvest of RICE, Indonesian primary food. Of course the Indonesian eats rice with some vegetables, meat and fish. Back to the festival, there were many beautiful girls and boys. JJ ...

Bangkok, third week of January 2007 I think I have dream something last night .. I’m not quite sure about the details but here I try. I dream something ... I was with some of my friends .. I can’t recall who they are. There were boys and girls ... and I dunno why suddenly we must run go to other places ... seek for refuge .... what’s happening I don’t know ... so I saw you ... you are so tall and good looking ... and you carried me on your back ... I didn’t know why: is it because that I can not run at that time (too tired for example?) or what? ... so we were so close .... and I noticed that your hair was reddish ... is it real or because of coloring? ... you were so tall and I felt safe with you .... And we together with other friends finally arrived at a place. It was like an empty house in an urban area. So i want to know ... who are you? Note: Have you ever face like this? Like knowing someone you just met?

Bangkok, second week of December of 2006 I forgot when exactly I had this dream (bahasa Indonesia: mimpi or impian?), just around the second week of December’06. It was a pleasing time for me, just as if I were really there. There was a marriage in which culture I wasn’t sure: is it in International or Chinese? I thought it was in International for I wore beautiful white gown... and you looks so handsome, tall, charming. After that, I have more power in me, just like hope or we can say faith. I think that’s all my story ...

A time in my life. I know a man, from the educational environment. Rudi is a nice man. He has many things in his nearly-30, good job/career, a house, a car, good family even though he is still single he always happy. We have a trip together, and there we discuss many things. Rudy, out of my expectation is a grumbler. He complains everything about an institution he involved with. He is kind of disappointed and with the help of his friends they complain in a formal way. Wow, it's more than 1,5 years but he still can't get through it easily. So talking with Rudy made me so TIRED. It's enough for one time, no more next time. Rudy I hope you'll be able to get your happiness.

In an occasion there is me and him alone at the spot, the others busy with the main activities. It's dinner time, and he has bought some food for us. him: Please prepare the dishes for us . me: Sigh!(I can not believe he told me that! Who does he think he is??? If he is my friend I will be glad to do it from my own) him: Why, what the matter? me: (can not say anything because I'm a little bit angry :(, I can not express my feeling) him: Just relax, think it as to serve the God. me: (I think this man is chauvinist) Let's eat now. I hate this situation!!! And this man is too much! bggggh!

A Year Ago Rina met Amat. It was at the sport center where Rina is the Public Relation Manager. It seem both of them will be a good couple. A nice girl, ordinary 'girl-next-door' who has incredibly patient and love to share. A nice and mature man who can direct her to a better relationship. Let's see how things going on ...

It's been one year I am here. Just wonder how are you doing ? I hope you are not sad. I hope you could enjoy your job and activities there, even without me to accompany you. I miss you full stop. Dunno what to write today :D :D

I am already feel so boring with his this-and-this-chat and my answer oh-uhm-yes ... But I can not be impolite as he is polite to me. Still a voice in my heart remind not to trust him, beneath of those are some ugly faces ... wow, what I am supposed to do ? And nobody joining our conversation as they are traveling to another world ... At a point he mention something inevitably interesting to me: he likes comic! And he likes Conan Detective. wow. well things become more difficult now ... so I have more words to reply in this interesting topic that I almost forgot that he is the man I 'should be careful of' and the topic goes to another hot topic : children, photography, music. Is he really the man ? Until then I gain myself and try to reduce the hotness of our conversation ... Yes, I can not be too open to this man. I know he is something, there is something unpleasant he will hurt me again .. I will not let this happen. And I shall be more careful. Well, to be honest from our c...

Kuingat akan kabar dari keluargaku. Saya harus pulang meneruskan usaha orang tuaku di Kalimantan. Saya tidak siap, tapi keadaan memaksaku. Sebagai anak tertua saya bertanggung jawab untuk meneruskan usaha orang tuaku. Seandainya pamanku masih hidup, saya tidak akan bersedia pulang. Tapi, siapa yang bisa menggariskan hidup manusia selain dari Yang Maha Kuasa? Saya hanya bisa menuruti kemauan orang tuaku. Saat terakhir makan malam perpisahan dengan teman-teman. Saya benar-benar terpancing emosi. Entah kenapa ... kata-katamu yang sederhana saja bisa membuatku marah. Kamu benar-benar tidak berperasaan. Saat-saat seperti ini masih bisa menggodaku. Pikiranku dipenuhi dengan bagaimana saya akan memulai hariku di Kalimantan. Belum memikirkan mendelegasikan tugas-tugas kantor. Belum lagi menjelaskan beberapa bagian tugas yang kamu harus mengerti dan kuasai, sungguh saya tidak tega meninggalkanmu. Mengertilah, saya tidak bisa lagi membantumu. Saya tidak bisa lagi mendampingimu. Sehari sebelum sa...

Kamu Jakarta, Juni 2004 by Paula Sudah hampir setahun aku berpisah darimu, namun tiada satupun kabar darimu. Tidak sms, tidak telepon tidak juga imel. Padahal aku sudah berusaha mengirimkan imel kepadamu. Aku berusaha mengirimkan sms meski keadaan keuanganku lagi ketat. Setiap hari aku dengan setia berharap kabar darimu. Aku mengecek imel dengan wajah berseri berharap ada kabar dari orang yang kunanti. Bahkan aku pun berusaha memantau kabarmu dari teman-teman. Namun harapan dan penantianku sepertinya sia-sia. Aku jadi ragu apa yang selama ini kamu katakan kepadaku. Katamu kamu suka aku, katamu aku sangat menyenangkan, dan katamu pula aku sangat berbeda dengan wanita yang lainnya. Apakah itu dibandingkan dengan mantan pacarmu ataukah dengan gadis-gadis lain yang pernah kamu dekati, apakah itu hanya gombalan mu aja, toh saya juga tidak pernah tahu pasti. Sebulan terakhir sebelum kita berpisah, campur aduk perasaan di dalam dadaku. Hatiku berkata kamu cukup ok, penampilan fisik bolehlah w...

So far there is no problem. Everytime we work together there is other person around, and I will keep them around as long as possible. And I will disappear before the other leave me, with I-don't-know-how but eventually I make it. One day, we have to go to upcountry to visit a rural area where lived a community. Five of us in a campus car. The ourney will take 4 hours .. quite long ... so I've prepare books to read, CD and CD player. And also some snacks and candies. I wear a white cotton shirt, and beige long pants the one I feel comfortable. With the flat shoes I feel more relax. In the car I try to listen to the CD I brought. But i was boring, I want to join their conversation. so we talk about our students, how sweet they are. Sometime we are soo tired because of their stubborness and laziness, but when they can manage to do something well we are very proud of. One by one fall asleep, now only me and him. So, I try to draw my attention to the right side of me, out of the win...

It's been one month I am in Busan. My students are very nice. The staffs here are very cooperative. I have a nice room near campus, it's only need 10 minutes walk to campus. The market is not far, and I can find many kinds of food around campus. Cheap and delicious. The transportation is very easy, available from the dawn in the morning until midnight at reasonable price and clean and safe. What a dream come true just like what my friends told me. Well, everything is so nice, but someone in office who could be the source of my problems. Not until now. I have been involved in a small projects which soon draw my attention and energy, and make me so happy to be able to help the students achieving their target and dream. When the small project is finished, soon I was told to see the dean to discuss something. what now ? Well, he has not say anything yet because no chance for him to do it anyway. So what now ? Is he going to make me suffer again ? When I went there, I thought I wou...

I've told you about a man from my past. His name is Anthony. At Busan now, we work together. He is the dean at the department I work for. The happiness and dream in my heart soon fades when I was introduced with the dean. What a situation I have now, somebody please help me, this is dream not reality. I am a reasonable person, just try to do my best and not to hurt other ppl.When now he is my superodinat, how can I refuse to talk to him ? I still can see the naughty eyes and grin of him. He can not hide them from me, not from what I have experienced. Well, he is a man now. With education in USA for many years and dedication to his country, he has been a very respectable person now in the society. A handsome man (that's what ppl says) with nice heart, willingness to help the weak, religious, and not to mention his parents inheritance. If not because I have promised my friend to stay in Busan for three years to help in this department, if not because of it I would have gone the ...