I am a college student who is fighting back, but I am not a ‘demonstrator’. I am a citizen who blends in with the mass, but I am not a street ‘insurgent’ who often brings out a disturbance.
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Making a Living in the Middle of Tumultuous Sound
Ibu Ida was still excited to sell her lumpia like the spirit of football spectators. She took part in enlivening the game by selling food inside the stadium. Her aim wasn’t to encourage the team, but to hope that her goods were sold and bought up by the supporters.
Paying My Ten Years of Absence
Ten years ago I had closed my childhood life story in this Cornelis Chastelein town. After that I had not lived in Depok anymore. And now, 10 years later, I happened to come back to Depok to reminisce and get to know more again about this growing little city which had been an administrative city...
Whose Bridge is This?
That bridge still stayed silent on its place, waiting for a more serious repair. I didn’t know which government that would repair it because of its existence which was between two government territories. However, all this time, the inhabitants had been the ones who had done their utmost because...
Traveling Bank
However, because the salary is not enough to cover the daily needs, so borrowing money without collateral becomes the endless solution. And the laziness to gather around uttering the pledge every Wednesday has to be put away whether they want to or not.
The Collection of Notes
Various cultures were not appreciated in the actual context with their historical background, which we discussed as a new expression in viewing the present social culture phenomenon development. We admitted that video was a representation of the problem that was revealed based on present or past...
Arrested by Civil Service Police Force
This story started when I played on the theater for the final test for 7th semester student at Theater Major at my campus, Institute of the Arts of Indonesia (ISI), Padangpanjang. Alhamdulillah, the program ran smoothly. I played in pairs with Robert, a student of Theater Major class of 2008, and I...
Fishermen from Bedulan
Skin smells fishy, burnt and moldy. Sharp eye with a thirst looked at to the women across at the pier. They could not stand their mouth to tease them in between long smoke blowed of kretek (clove) cigarettes. About ten crewmembers down one by one from the boat dock just landed after six months at...
A Rich King in a Nonarable Land
andublatung, a small town in Blora Regency, Central Java, is like a dull pearl on a king’s crown covered by dust. This small town is a part of Cepu Block (oil and gas contract area) and is located in the middle of the best quality teak forest. The community has never had a chance to benefit from...
Lime at Dark Land
It is called Tanah Hitam (Dark Land). A sub district at the foot of Tui Hill, a lime hill mined by public as a source of life. A terrifying landslide occurred in 1987. The local community called it ‘Galodo’. There were many victims then, and many stories were kept.