Have you ever named an inanimate object? (Your car? Your laptop? The volleyball that kept you company while you were stranded in the ocean?) Share the story of at least one object with which you’re on a first-name basis.
I have, and I think most of us had a story or two in our life about our most valuable thing we emotionally attached with. For me it is Victoria, she is a beautiful lady, elegant with her shape but as strong as a steel, she went with me many times around the world from America to Africa. We surely had our time spent together happily, my hands around her most of the time and she would lie on my chest while I walked. We have watch many sunrise and sunset together, our eyes meet as one. She always reminds me of our good old time when we came home, and there are many more date in the future for us.
Indeed Victoria is my lovely Fujifilm X-Pro1 camera I acquired two years ago, since then she would be with me most of the time I traveled. The image quality it produces is outstanding, perhaps better than my ex-girlfriend Canon 5D Mark II.
So why do we gave name to the thing we love? I saw people naming their boat, watch, and other sentimental goods they had and love. It was a matter of emotion really, we have a beautiful memory with them and from those many (or perhaps only one) memories we bound an attachment with the goods, for the good brings us back the old memory we have. It’s the same with songs, certain tones, picture, etc. The good itself might be worthless, but the memory it brings are wonderful.
It turns out that your neighbor on the plane/bus/train (or the person sitting at the next table at the coffee shop) is a very, very chatty tourist. Do you try to switch seats, go for a non-committal brief small talk, or make this person your new best friend?
It depends on the person, of course. With positive minded people, there will always be something we could learn from him/her. New ideas often come from stranger outside our routine environment because people around the world have different culture, point of view, and perspecrive in life. It surprise me how differently people think about an accident, people with strong belief in God could see it as a God’s plan, liberal citizen could see it merely as an accident and develop a plan to avoid it in the future, while communist could see it as a conspiration.
Neither are wrong, it’s just a matter of point of view, really. And it always refreshen my way of thinking, listening to people’s opinion or reading a newspaper from different country. From the way people think, psychologist could learn about person past, how he grow up and molded into a person he is now. Moral for today, keep an open mind when dealing with others! You might just be the bad guy in other’s point of view.
When was the last time you watched something so scary, cringe-worthy, or unbelievably tacky — in a movie, on TV, or in real life — you had to cover your eyes?
I was about fourteen five years ago when my family went to an automotive dealer to have our new Toyota Fortuner changed it’s window with a V-cool glass (to protect from UV and darken the color). So we went to the dealer and leave our car there for the next five hours, to avoid boredom waiting we decided to go to a mall nearby with taxi. After five hours had passed, we took another taxi ride to the dealer and on our way we saw a guy beaten up by the people surrounding and dragged on the street because he was stealing a car’s mirror glass (it could be sold for $20-500 in the black market). His face was covered with some blood and perhaps there was bruises in his body, but it was covered with his shirt.
The people surrounded him and several man took his hands and dragged him on the street, it was a memory I would never forget. When we passed the road we discussed a little and now it has been my childhood traumatic experience. Why does people do something un-humanely like that? Yes, he was stealing and it is wrong, but does he deserved such punishment given by people who don’t even loss the mirror? It was a reflection to me and perhaps what happened behind the event was the rage inside us. The negativity we accumulate inside our body, waiting for a trigger to be unleashed and that day the trigger came.
It’s horrifying to see how humanity lose control of their own action, and one person action initiate other people to do the same. And the beaten man took the consequences.
The first day stay (on my part 1) was very exciting and it redefine the word “luxury” and “relaxing” in our family dictionary. The place itself is magnificent, supplied with friendly staff and delicious food tasting. On my first day, I thought won’t managed to completely touring the resort, so after having dinner on my room and taking a bath in a bathroom as big as my room in home, I decide to take a night walk with my camera and tripod. But first, here is few shots from the balcony of my room.
It was a windy night and you could hear the sounds of the wave.
This is Cascade Lounge I talked anout earlier, where me and my family sit for 5 hours and not get bored. It closed around 23 pm I think, and there is no way you could sit there at night and not get cold (perhaps stealing room’s blanket is a good idea :), but I didn’t do it so please don’t charged me Mulia!).
These are shots I managed to take around the resort at night, notice that I went back to the lobby where I waited earlier in the evening, there is a building designed for wedding reception, the symmetry is outstanding.
I woke up alone because my mother and sister are very lazy to wake up, so put my shoes on and prepare my trusty companion, Fujifilm X-Pro with Canon TS-E 24 f/3.5L II attached. I also bring my tripod and iPod filled with songs I have prepared for the trip. I got my “high” many time while capturing pictures, with high pitched sounds I listened, harsh wind on my face and bare legs. The view was uncomparable and simply beautiful, I would definitely go back here again before I die.
For lunch I ate like a pig in the Cafe Restaurant (all you can eat for sure) which cost about $35 per person, they served various sashimi, local cuisine, and many international cuisine that will suit our tounge. You just can’t be bored in this place!
At night and the next morning I toured around again and took some shots, while I have taken exceptional shots the previous day, I took some more and was delighted.
I’m glad I did this trip and I’m sure I would go back to this palce again. If I could associate this place with a phrase it would be, “If there is a Heaven on Earth, I’m afraid I’ve found it”. Those who could afford the trip, I really recommend it to you, whether you love meditation, want some break from routine, or simply having vacation, this place is rejunovating. I think a lot about my life, the past and future, make some plan when I get back to routine, and I found peace inside myself. On my morning walk, I chatted with an American who is a TV crew and travel around the world, he told me that this is the second best place he has been to, and I asked him, “what’s the first?”. He answered that the first is St. Regis in Bora-Bora, so I think it would be the next destination for another “beach trip”
Traveling has always been my passion since childhood, every school holiday I would be very excited about going somewhere “far from home” and see the world beyond my hometown. It doesn’t have to be an expensive trip to other country or even continent, but it has to include a beach on the trip as I love beach environment more than mountain. When I was growing up as a child my parents would took me and my sister to Sol Elite Marbella at Anyer, 3 hours trip from Jakarta, the capital city of Indonesia. The place was built beautifully and it is heaven on earth for a child like me and my sister, we would swim on the pool and sea, running with shovel to catch small crabs and put it into mineral water bottle, or just a walk on the shore. While watching for me playing around, my parents would be massaged by the local and work on their tanning.
Then time flies, we grow up together and university are taking much of our time (Me and my sister are in medical school) and it has been more than 3 years since I went to a beach. We would plan for the beach trip for next semester’s holiday and got it cancelled because we also took a tour to other many countries), and now I am in probably in the last holiday I had in my entire life because I will soon be a resident in the hospital and I was told there is no holiday there, so we decide to hit the beach again and do it BIG.
We are staying in Mulia Hotel and Resort Bali for three days, it was a one hour taxi ride from the airport. When I got into the lobby, the ambience was very peaceful due to the higher ground the lobby located in. The staffs were very nice and helpful, and sometimes I felt uncomfortable because they were too nice to us.
This is the view of the resort lobby where you can check in and drop you luggage (they will bring it into your room and put it in the dedicated room), it is a two level building and the lower level consist many restaurant with delicious meal to choose from (all you can eat, Japanese, Chinese, Bakery, etc.).
Soon as I arrived and check in, I have to wait for 15.00 pm to be able to get into my room, but the waiting time is very productive indeed. You could redeem your voucher for welcome drink (I got a Kiwi mocktail), then tour around the resort freely, sightseeing, or simply sit and listen to the music they played in the building (they played my favorite singer, Andrea Bocceli singing Besame mucho). The architecture, furniture, and everything was in order perfectly.
The next photo was taken from the “Cascade” lounge, where in the next day I sit with my mom and sister for 5 hours, just watching the wave brushing the beach and listen to music (I listened to the 90 minutes Andrea Bocceli concert “Vivere). The lounge has 4 set of sofas facing the whole resort.
Go to Part 2 for the next day!
Sherlock Holmes had his pipe. Dorothy had her red shoes. Batman had his Batmobile. If we asked your friends what object they most immediately associate with you, what would they answer?
I have my purple shirt, a shirt I always wear when I’m having an exam. It has been three years for me to wear this shirt, twice a month, sometimes more when I had multiple exams on the medical school. It was nothing exceptional though, it is just a plain purple shirt with pocket on the left chest, which I usually slipped my 22 years old silver MontBlanc pen. It has become a symbol for me and some of my friends that I’m having an exam that day. I would pair it with black trousers and plain blue moccasin, and I’m ready for the day.
What’s quite unique is I always wear it and I never, never even once didn’t passed the test. I would always passed the exam, sometimes with high score and few times with at least the minimum benchmark. I don’t want to get superstitious about it because I don’t want to be failing when I don’t wear the shirt, but I just feel weird (or perhaps blessed).
Even after some time has passed, some of my friends start to have their own “exam shirt” and habitually use it on the exam day, weird huh?
From the yeasty warmth of freshly baked bread to the clean, summery haze of lavender flowers, we all have favorite smells we find particularly comforting. What’s yours?
I grow up in a family who consume a lot of tea, a cup of tea for breakfast, another at evening, and sometimes after dinner. Drinking a cup of tea become a symbol of relaxing between activities. It could be the soft and not so sharp smell of english breakfast until the sharp and delicate smell of earl grey or chamomile.
Perhaps it’s not the smell of tea that makes me feel relaxed, but the reverse is true that I drink tea when I feel relaxed. It goes repeatedly like that and my brain associate the smell of tea with relaxed mood. First the relaxed environment triggered me to make a tea, then I enjoyed it over and over again until unconsciously a cup of tea triggered my mood to be relaxed. Fascinating, isn’t it? That’s the power of habit
Go down the rabbit hole with Alice; play quidditch with Harry Potter; float down the river with Huck Finn… If you could choose three fictional events or adventures to experience yourself, what would they be?
Around the World in Eighty Days. Traveling as Passepourt’s assistant and making a world record for the fastest world travel at the time, those who read the book will know how thrilling the journey is with magnificent details written by the author. Around the world in eighty days tells stories about a master and a servant who tried to travel around the world in a short notice because they are betting that they could do it. The journey starts in London and continue to the Middle East, then Asia, America, and back to London in only eighty days.
What really sticks in my mind about this book is the challenge for everyone of us to travel, see the world beyond our hometown because there’s too many world’s beauty to be missed if we don’t. The feeling I got when I traveled is the light-weight feet and the tachycardia of my heart beating out of curiosity. I think most of us will enjoy learning new culture, meeting new people, and trying new spices of food. Even just thinking of traveling makes me happy!
I know that it takes money to travel, and that’s another reason to work our ass off and save for the world!
We all procrastinate. Website, magazine, knitting project, TV show, something else — what’s your favorite procrastination destination?
I do procrastinate on side project that’s not considered as important and urgent in my life, for example are activities like update my blog, sell junks in my house, clean the wardrobe, and few other things I had on my to do list. But I never, NEVER, procrastinate on tasks with near deadline (below 2 weeks) or tasks I know will improve significantly the quality of my life, some of these activities include learning the stock market, studying for my medical school exam, trading stock to earn money, and things I know I would enjoy doing. Everybody procrastinate at something, whether it is washing the car, cleaning the room, buy a gift for friends birthday, etc. But procrastinating itself is harmless if we are being rational with our choice in life, we won’t procrastinate task that involve life and death, or task we know we need to do if we want to eat next month.
So why do we procrastinate? A couple things come to my mind, we procrastinate because perhaps such tasks are not important or significantly contribute to our life for the better. These tasks could and should be eliminated, think and ask to yourself, “do I need to do this? What is the consequence of not doing it? Is it too painful for me to accept?” Then you could categorize your plenty tasks into must, should, or eliminate.
Secondly, we procrastinate because we don’t have the motivation for doing it at all, it’s an impotent goals we had, and in turn we don’t feel the need to do such task. It’s quite simple really, in the end all you had to do is ask yourself if you need to do it, and if you choose to do it, try to simulate the feeling you’ll have for completing the task. I think and personally tried it and it empowers me to do my tasks! What do you do to overcome procrastinating?