You Mad?

Just happen to see this post by Daily Prompt:

When was the last time your walked away from a discussion, only to think of The Perfect Comeback hours later? Recreate the scene for us, and use your winning line.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us HEATED.

Glad to read this – done it quite many times, actually.

No, it’s not that I avoid certain topics to discuss – I only avoid the people. Sugar-coating my statements or doing those sweet talks aren’t my thing.

Attending social events is a definite nightmare for me.

Picture this:

You’re in a huge room, with lots of people walking around – chitter-chatters everwhere, exclamations of “Hi I haven’t seen you”, or “I love your hair, or dress, or whatever”.

And you’re this awkward person just standing there, clueless of what to do. You try to greet some random person, and get a strange do-I-know-you gaze.

So, you decided to just eat.

But you get a bit uncomfortable (and feeling a bit rude, perhaps?) by eating a lot.

Hesitantly, joining a group discussion will have to be an option.

The conversation wasn’t so bad. But you just can’t focus on anything.

The clock ticks very slowly. You’re getting sleepy.

Then, snap! This brilliant idea comes out (happens to me, most of the time)


The moment of truth! Aah that feeling of serenity and wit

I simply suggested myself to be invisible. Just think about being invisible. Believe you are invisible. (Quick tip: Just look down).

Slowly, your presence will diminish. And you manged to walk away safely.

Just escape anywhere you want!

I would prefer:

1. The toilet

2. The food stand

3. Go home!

Aah yes, the excuse, eh?

Just say, “The host was expecting me for a chit-chat”, (for a more dramatic impact, try saying it in a British accent. Or Russian. Both are savvy, yet classy! My favourite accents of all time)

What happens if you’re the host?

Probably, an “Excuse me, we are out of wine. I’ll go get some”,?

Daily Prompt, as always:

The Wonders of Being Lost

Daily Prompt, today: What’s your favorite part about visiting a new place — the food? The architecture? The people watching? Photographers, artists, poets: show us NEW.
The idea of exploring completely a new and unfamiliar environment really excites me – it’s like this adventure-orgasmic feeling. Especially when it comes to being lost – the urge to stay alerted leads to more attention paid to details of what is seen and realize that even tiny things in every day life is beautiful. Being lost and all adventurous makes me feel like a child – warm, innocent and excited. Full of wonders, really.

What I feel about wandering

What I feel about wandering

See, I am the kind of person who gets lost easily. Here’s one of them – it happened yesterday (17th August 2013):

It is the end of the term holiday in my college, and I decided to spend it by going to work in a publishing company for 2 months. That morning, I was heading off to work and decided to try experimenting going there with a kopaja – a bus-like transportation, but cheaper. Jakarta is quite a hectic city, especially in weekdays like this – the kopaja was extremely crowded. It feels like we are canned-tunas – all crowded and humid. Luckily, I managed to find a seat by the window.

30 minutes goes by.
And I still wondered why the kopaja haven’t passed by my office. Oh well. Still having a good time.

45 minutes later… The kopaja passed by Pasaraya – it’s a high end shopping mall – and i thought “Whoa is the driver seriously passing by Pasaraya first before getting to my office? Isn’t Pasaraya quite far away?” (Why the unsure thought? Yes, i am bad at directions. Bad at remembering places too)

Later on, the kopaja passed by Senayan City – another high-end mall. Luxurious. A joy to visit, makes me feel extremely wealthy everytime I go there. Everything screamed “money” *.* And yes, this is the moment I realized – I am lost. The horror, confusion, curiosity and excitement are blended to one, creating this tingling sensation all-over. No, this is not exaggeration. It was really tingling. But, I was very joyful. The environment is beautiful – trees everywhere; huge victorian apartments with vines on the walls and balcony; crisp air. In addition, the radio inside the kopaja was playing this happy song in Italian, with a chipmunk-ish voice – felt like a soundtrack.

All staryy-eyed and jittery *.*

All starry-eyed and jittery *.*

And I was sticking my face out of the window. Cool breeze slapped my face – love it. Now I understand why dogs like to poke their heads out of a car window and stick out their tongue ._.

Everything felt just ‘wow’. From the glorious plants to the luxurious malls to the construction cranes nearby – I’ve just realized that those metal constructions thingy have tiny stairs for workers to walk up the bulding – when you see it from the distance, the actually look like tiny veins.

I also happen to pass by the national stadium, a television station and the “Museum Polri” – a museum that preserves the history of the police in Indonesia. Never seen that before, so that is really something new.

P.s: just found out that there are two statues of archers on top of the national stadium gate. They (statues) look very alive. Awesome.

Another P.s: unfortunately, the conductor found out that I stayed on the kopaja for a period longer than supposed to. So, I have to pay double.

Last P.s: Finally, I managed to arrive safely (and sweaty-ly) at the office. My boss found out that I was lost. And she laughed – loudly. But, she forgave my tardiness 😉

So, whenever you get lost, don’t panic. Just enjoy everything you see – consider it an adventure. Be all fascinated and enthusiastic is good for our soul 😉

This is for you, Daily Prompt:

Blue Romance


Blue Romance. Such a sweet irony ._.

Blue Romance adalah judul omnibook sekaligus nama coffeeshop bernuansa vintage yang cantik di Jakarta – kaca bertuliskan menu dengan tulisan-tulisan fancy, meja dan kursi bermotif antik, serta dinding penuh lukisan, foto, dan kesan-kesan pengunjung Blue Romance.

Konsep ceritanya juga unik – setiap kisahnya diidentikkan dengan satu jenis kopi, lengkap dengan penjelasan singkat tentang jenis kopi tersebut – pada bagian pembuka.

“Affogato: Espresso dituangkan ke atas gelato. Biasanya es krim yang digunakan rasa vanili, tetapi pilihan bias tergantung keinginan pelanggan”

Ya, berikut cuplikan salah satu pembukanya.

Kisah-kisahnya juga tidak kalah menarik. Simple, yet heartwarming. Sheva membuka mata pembaca tentang nilai kehidupan sehari-hari –esensial , tanpa terkesan muluk-muluk.

A brilliant, beautifully-planned read. Mulai dari kisah yang menyentuh, quotes tentang kopi yang diselipkan di setiap awal cerita, hingga ilustrasi kopi yang simpel tapi ‘lezat’.

P.s: I oppose coffee, but that description about affogato makes me want to give it another chance. Still in the search for affogatos.


You delicious little thing. I will get you soon. Please be delicious *.*

(tulisan ini sebelumnya pernah dimuat di website reader’s Digest Indonesia)