Enjoying an afternoon in the concrete jungle, in a corner of the crowded Thamrin street, strain of music anesthetized my ear and mind for a moment.
Hmmmmm..... almost every day I spent the late afternoon at this cafe, waiting for the traffic jam to unravel.
Jakarta,.... crowded road, for suburban people like me it's better to find a nice and comfortable shelter before I struggle to reach home....
Light bulbs entertaining......Jakarta becomes a city of light when the night comes
"What am I to you" by Norah Jones softly seduced my eyes, I forgot my long way ring road to home for a while....
At 20.00 pm, time to move my lazy body, straight to home, imagine my cozy bed waiting for me.. crowded less, I penetrate jammed, drive carefully on a drizzling night.
As a capital city of Indonesia, Jakarta is a magnet which attracted people from various parts of Indonesia to come and tempt their fate
Jakarta is offering glorious and sore in every part of it.
I'm not a cynical person, but every day I see people struggle for a rupiah to survive their life, when other spent a million only for nothing
Crazy traffic jam, annual flooding ( LOL we celebrate the flood every year like celebrate my birthday party), pollution, big population that's a few problem which burden our city government.
Discrepancy becomes a media consumption to increase circulation and rating, Hahaha... now I become a social observer, it's a bitter reality.
Noisy Jakarta, I left behind, the city that I love most, the place where giving me the opportunities, chasing my dreams, raise a better quality of life as a human, teaching me how to be a survival without losing my humanity.
I live in a suburb of Jakarta, quiet and peaceful place, in a small house filled with loving and caring person.
My dad is a journalist and my mom is a full-time housewife, l am sharing their love with my four brother, I am the youngest daughter,.......hmm it so easy to become their sweet heart, my life is full of joy..
And now almost midnight, I still sit in my backyard, surrounding by my mom's blooming flowers, breathe a faint scent of roses, I'm enjoying the moment and feel so fortunate.
happiness is as simple as a smile in your face, and I want to share it here......
Note: Thamrin is a name of a protocol street in Jakarta
Rupiah is Indonesian Currency
Mr. Bob I try to write this story in my own style and my personal point of view. I hope it could describe the place where I live in.
thank you for encouraging me....
Comments
nice you can describe Jakarta very well luck my town not as crowded as Jakarta. I agree with you when you said "spent a million only for nothing" the most important things is you have a lovely family around you now I miss my family even we are close we are less talk each other.
I looked up Thamrin Street and read about it. I also watched a video on Youtube. It seems like a busy, but clean and safe area of the city. Maybe I need to add it to my list of places to visit one day soon. :)
Jakarta..not my favourite city...:)
nice story anyway...keep up the good work, ratu..;)
Breakthrough of the month award:)
After this, I want to visit suburb of Jakarta more than Jakarta itself:D
i've read a part that i like the most, i really want to be in a place like that whenever im upset or sad, sitting alone in a garden with dim lights around me, just thinking the whole night. i usually do this, but only in my room, heheh...nice blog sis.
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