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    On the Memory of Christmas

    I always say that I don’t know if last Christmas was a curse, or a gift. The day I met a stranger, danced with him, and fell in love. Of course, at first it was just a physical attraction, probably with a bit of help from the sangria and wine. Later on, the feeling built…

  • The Second Hellos
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    The Second Hellos

    About one and a half years ago, Marion came to Indonesia and she stayed at my place for a few days. I was supposed to talk to her in German and she was supposed to talk to me in Indonesian, but a few sentences after ‘Ich heiße Dixie‘ and ‘Nama saya Marion‘, we gave up and talked…

  • Bandung
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    Bandung

    Things I miss about Bandung: Rainy days in Potluck Kitchen, watching the water dripped on the glass window Sunny Sunday mornings at Car Free Day, followed by breakfast at Roti Gempol and a cup of tea which was never hot enough, no matter how many times I asked for it Baso Bawean and the friendly…

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    Still

    My admiration for you goes back a long way, to a few years ago. Since that, I’ve had a folder in my laptop that contains over forty unpublished drafts. I also have not one, not two, but three playlists about you. I still keep a stack of your photos, stored inside a box with ‘flash…

  • October(s)
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    October(s)

    October has always been my favorite month. I might be biased here, since I’m an October girl (who wouldn’t love their birth month?), but I really think there’s something charming about this month. And I’ve never failed to find that charm, each and every year. Last year was one of the most unforgettable Octobers for…

  • Going West

    Going West

    You told me to fly to where the sun goes. So I do. I wish I could wait for you at the other end, and had a whole different ending.

  • Leaving Bandung
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    Leaving Bandung

    My first impression on Bandung wasn’t that good. I came from sunny Sumbawa, with clear blue sky and fresh air. It took some time for me to get used with the grey sky and polluted air, and a few weeks to learn how to cross the road with cars passing by (and I’m proud to…

  • Unintentional Eavesdropping
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    Unintentional Eavesdropping

    There are many times when I accidentally hear a conversation I don’t want to hear. For most of the time, I can leave straight away, but there are times when there’s no escape, like a conversation I happened to hear this morning. “You know how some people regret loving someone in the past because it’s…

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    Incorrigible Thoughts

    Nobody likes being left out. While for some people this might come as the top ten things they hate, for some other it’s the ultimate number one (the second is being lied to, the third is being yelled at for no reason, and so on). There’s nothing worse than the feeling that you’re forgotten, that…

  • There are times
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    There are times

    There are times when you’re going to the same direction, but you’re on two different paths. There are times when you’re on the exact same path, but you’re going to the opposite directions. There are times when fate is kind enough to let you meet him, but mean enough not to let you have him.…