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November Please Be Kind

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November always feels like that quiet in-between month — belum benar-benar akhir tahun, tapi juga bukan lagi “masa sibuk” yang penuh semangat awal. It’s the calm before whatever December brings. A kind of stillness, but not entirely still. Not as much as I love September, but November is quite something too. This year, November feels… full. Full of waiting, mostly. Waiting for approvals, feedbacks, green lights. For ideas to become something more than proposals. For my name to appear in an email subject line that could possibly change the next few years of my life. I can’t say much — not yet — but I’m applying for something big. Something that sounds so formal and academic, yet so deeply personal to me. Between drafts, revisions, and endless forms, I keep thinking: what if this is it? What if this is where everything starts to unfold? Di sisi lain, November juga membawa excitement yang lain; travelling with my mom. It feels surreal, honestly. We’ve talked about it for year...

Swingforce

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  It’s strange, how a feeling can both lift you and drown you at the same time. I call it swingforce — that pulse that starts somewhere deep in the chest, travels up to your head, and refuses to leave. Loving someone, perhaps blindly, feels like that. It’s wrong, maybe. I know it’s wrong. But the more I tell myself to stop, the more my mind circles back to them, like gravity that ignores logic. Like the body remembering a rhythm the soul never agreed to dance to. There are moments that pump this heart faster and the beats become harder; a text, a glance, a memory. Each time it happens, there’s this rush, almost like adrenaline; thrilling, dangerous, addictive. It’s not love in its purest form; it’s love tangled with chaos, maybe even guilt. Tapi anehnya, justru di sanalah letak swingforce itu bekerja. It’s not just emotion, it’s sensation.  It floods the brain, hijacks the heart, and whispers, “Just one more time.” Sometimes I wonder, is this what being alive feels...

Why We Clap for the Wrong Things

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Kadang aku mikir (kebanyakan mikir emang ya): kenapa ya, menjaga alam dianggap amal, tapi jualan handphone dibilang jenius? Strange world, isn’t it? We praise people who invent faster phones, smarter apps, shinier screens — and call them innovators . But when someone spends their life replanting trees or cleaning the ocean, we call them volunteers . It’s beautiful, yes, but also… kind of sad. Seolah-olah, doing good for the planet itu cuma bonus. Something you do after you’ve made enough money, after your brand gets big, after your company can afford CSR. Padahal tanpa alam, semua itu nggak akan ada. No oxygen, no phone signal, no market. Just silence. I've just even realised that the CSR-related subject in schools are highlighted for the kindness and charitable action instead. A bit shameful about it now. Tapi entah kenapa, kita hidup di dunia di mana value diukur dari profit , bukan dari purpose . Selling phones? That’s “innovation.” Conserving nature? That’s “charity.” --- May...

The Downs of the Upper Hand

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Kemarin malam, a friend of mine bercerita — mobilnya nabrak trotoar ditengah hujan deras setelah menghindari pengendara motor. Bukan di jalan sepi, melainkan di jalan padat , dimana semua mobil honking, lampu rem menyala-nyala, dan hujan seolah mempercepat detik-detiknya menjadi semakin panjang. She felt panik. Rasa takut bukan karena hujannya saja, tapi karena kerumunan, karena car horn yang tak berhenti, karena perasaan “I’m stuck, what do I do now?" Winda. The strong girl I admire. Setelah mencoba memanggil towing service, dialing, arguing, dan gak ada yang mau bantu dia. Dia merasa hopeless. Until, tiba-tiba, beberapa strangers muncul. They came over. They didn’t look past her with judgment, they just stopped. They helped her checked the car, they bantu bereskan yang mengganggu jalannya mobil, all while soaking wet, tanpa pamrih. When they're done they just let her go, even the asked her to go karena jalanan udah semakin macet banget perkara mobilnya itu. Mereka pergi be...

You Can't Expect People You're Kind to, to be Kind Too.

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Our Common Mistake: Thinking People Would Do the Same You know that feeling when you do something kind for someone — maybe you text first, you check in, you help, you remember their birthday — and somehow, deep down, you expect they’d do the same for you? And when they don’t, you start wondering, “Am I asking too much?” or worse, “Do they even care?” Here’s the thing: one of the quietest mistakes we often make in relationships, friendships, even work, is this — we assume people would act, think, or feel the same way we do. We expect others to show love the way we show it. We expect them to care the way we care. We expect them to be as thoughtful, as considerate, as emotionally aware as we are. But people are not mirrors. They’re entire worlds with different weather, languages, and rules. Maybe you grew up in a home where saying thank you mattered. Someone else might have grown up where showing up mattered more than saying the words. You might think helping means offering s...

The Complete Silence

Pernah nggak sih kamu ngobrol sama seseorang, terus setelah sekian lama obrolan bergulir, kamu merasa tidak bisa berhenti ngobrol dengan dia? Bukan. Bukan karena topiknya seru, justru topiknya tidak terstruktur, tidak beresensi, bahkan tidak ada topik. Cuma keberadaannya saja, dan keberadaan kalian berdua yang membuat semuanya lebih bermakna dari isi obrolannya. Dan anehnya, kamu nggak merasa butuh untuk menjelaskan apa-apa. Kalimatmu bisa setengah, dan dia tetap paham. Kadang diam pun terasa seperti bahasa yang sama. Ada ruang yang tidak diisi kata, tapi justru di sanalah kedekatan itu tumbuh — bukan karena intensitas bicara, tapi karena kehadiran yang saling diterima. Mungkin begini rasanya “ nyambung ” dalam arti yang paling jujur. Bukan karena sepakat dalam segala hal, tapi karena ada frekuensi yang sama — tenang, hangat, dan tidak memaksa. Kalian tidak sedang berusaha membuat kesan, tidak juga ingin terlihat menarik. Kalian cuma… ada. Dan ketika perbincangan itu selesai, kamu me...

The Day I Skipped Breakfast (and Survived...barely)

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They say breakfast is the most important meal of the day. They also say you can’t pour from an empty cup. Well, I found out the hard way that you also can’t function from an empty stomach. It all started one random morning when I decided to skip breakfast. You know, just a small rebellion against the nutrition gods. I told myself, “It’s fine, I’ll just eat later.” Spoiler alert: I didn’t eat later. By 10 AM, my stomach was already composing a full orchestra. By 11, my brain had officially submitted its resignation letter. By noon, I was seriously questioning all my life choices—including why I ever believed coffee could replace food. But here’s the twist: I survived. Yes, barely. My body was running on sheer willpower, caffeine, and regret, but it made it through. I reached the end of the day with my dignity slightly dented and my stomach plotting revenge. So, was skipping breakfast dangerous? Absolutely. Did I die? Not yet. Turns out, skipping breakfast won’t kill you instantly—it’ll ...