Friday, December 22, 2006

Pindah Rumah

Sorry. Just realised that there are too many people read my blog (ecosoc even put one of my posts there and I know there are just too many people I know read that blog) . I don't like it. So I moved.

Search my new blog your own if you want or mail me if you know me (and my email) and i will let you know where it is now IF (and only if) i don't mind you reading my blog.

You see, now I've really got enough reason to move just like I posted a couple of days ago (which I copied here).

See you when I see you! :-)

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

What's Blogger For

Just now baim told me that another blog project of mine (of ours actually) is “too serious”. People would be disinterested to read and write. This reminds me of what treespotter told me about this blog a couple of weeks ago. He said something like: people get distracted too easily, they want something fun. Basically I think he said that I should post fun stories here. I said I’d consider it (“gue tampung” man :-)).

I disagree with both baim and treespotter. The cool thing about blogging is that you can see it as whatever you want to see it. Some people use blogs for alternative media, like ecosoc, indoprogress. It’s the easiest and cheapest thing. Some use them to store their emails (can’t put the link here, but I bumped into one). Some use them to publish their drawings like comic book girl. Some use it for diaries. Some use them to tell their friends and families at home when they are abroad. A friend of mine even has a blog only for her and his boyfriend only to share stories between them - they set the blog so that other people can’t read it.

The thing is, I don’t do blog for entertaining people. I think tressspotter does - at least now I have the feeling that he feels more obliged to write for that purpose because his blog is popular now (is that right, treespotter? :-)). But not me lah. For me this blog is like my diary, but with much less secret stuff as I publish it (I have the hardcore one somewhere else ;-)). I write anything in my diaries (I have many as I’ve been writing since I was a little girl and I keep them all): poems, stories, complaints, ideas, notes from books I read, (stupid) drawings - anything. I use to call my diaries “Kotak apa saja” or “whatever box” :-). I write only because I enjoy writing very much, not for entertaining the readers, but for entertaining myself :-). I feel alive whenever I write. As simple as that. That’s why this blog also has ugly poems, random quotations, some bits of ideas, stories about people around me, experiences, etc.

If one wants to have some expectation when reading this, s/he simply can’t! I even write in whatever language I feel like using: good bahasa Indonesia, slang Indonesian language, English, long paragraph (treespotter also once complained about this, you see, I don’t really care exactly because this is not intended for public consumption, it’s for my happiness :)), mixing English and Bahasa Indonesia, etc. If one does not like this blog, so be it! I actually don’t even publish this blog; I set it not to be published in blogspot directory or whatever that is the blog list thingy. I only told very few people about this blog.

I realised that this blog actually meant something when a colleague told me that he actually reads this blog from time to time to follow my thoughts as I rarely have time anymore in the office while he understands very well that the busier I am the more ideas I would have in my brain and for me now the only way to get it out of my often-overloaded-brain is to put them in this blog. And I learnt that quite many colleagues and ex-colleagues of mine do that (that’s why I am rather cautious in writing now ;-) at least I don’t reveal all facts). I actually planned to move this blog as I learnt that there are too many people read this by now (I picked a really wrong blog address when I started bloging in 2002). I might do that when I think this is already too destructive.

I don’t know why baim thinks that perancangprogresif is too serious. Because the idea is exactly for sharing our thoughts about our drafting trainings. And I actually treat the blog just like I treat this blog. “The kids” (in slang bahasa Indonesia we would call our colleagues “anak-anak kantor” or the kids of the office or just “kawan” or comrade, that’s why some comrades of mine mistakenly use “my friends” when talking about our colleagues in formal meetings) can write anything they want and use whatever language they want to use. I started already by posting something that is not written formally. But it is undeniably “serious” as in “we cannot post stories about scuba diving” (like what baim would love to do), because we have a mission there. It’s part of our drafters’ network. We only talk about the drafting training. Just like mas dani’s blog. He uses the blog to share his experiences to his trainees. It’s not for entertaining people.

So, what’s actually “blog” for? Whatever! Whatever you want to make it for. That’s the cool thing about blog.

.. oh gosh I’m so tired today (and it’s only Monday) and I need a.

Friday, February 17, 2006

Orang-Orang Tak Bernama


Orang-orang tak bernama adalah orang-orang yang hanya tampak sebagai angka-angka
di atas kertas
Angka kemiskinan
Angka kematian
Angka melek huruf
Jumlah orang mati karena suatu perang
Jumlah orang mati karena tsunami
Jumlah orang mati karena operasi militer

Orang-orang tak bernama adalah orang-orang yang digilas angka inflasi
angka pengangguran
angka lapangan kerja

Orang-orang tak bernama adalah orang yang tak bisa bicara tentang politik
karena mereka tak bernama untuk para politisi
Mereka tak bisa mendapatkan keadilan
karena mereka tak bernama untuk hakim-hakim, jaksa-jaksa, dan pengacara-pengacara

Orang-orang tak bernama adalah orang-orang yang
tak bisa membeli beras untuk makan
karena mereka tak punya kertas berangka di kantongnya

Mereka hanya orang-orang biasa
tanpa nama
hanya angka
di atas kertas
untuk para ahli pikir
untuk para politisi
hidupnya mungkin sederhana
hanya untuk terus hidup di hari esok
anak-anaknya merasakan lari telanjang di bawah hujan
berenang di kali yang kotor

Saya bermimpi untuk mengenal mereka, dengan nama