That question paid me a visit earlier today—upon asking myself what question I had at that moment. I posted the very same question on social media, and the response I had from friends were: coffee, quietude, their bed, their apartment, water (it was still a Ramadhan fasting period), relief of headache, their mom and dad, nature, mom’s cooking, and peaceful mind.
Despite being deceivingly mundane, I appreciate my friends’ responses as honest expressions of longing. Basic, simple, light, and immediate; nothing long term, heavy, or complex. There was a need for relief and relaxation; a deeper wish than one might care to admit.
Di rumah kami, setiap tahun, lebaran, antara lain, berarti ketupat, opor ayam, sambal goreng ati ampela, telur pindang, dan kerupuk udang—semua buatan sendiri (kerupuk udang tinggal goreng).
Dulu sekali, Ibu yang memasak. Kemudian, ada seorang asisten rumah tangga yang berlebaran di Jakarta yang memasak. Setelah beliau pensiun, pernah mertua kakak saya yang memasakkan. Beberapa tahun terakhir, ipar saya memasak, dibantu kami semua.
Berpikir praktis, dan berniat baik untuk tidak merepotkan kakak, lebaran kali ini kami memesan makanan lebaran pada pihak ketiga. Continue reading
What can I say about this sassy lass? Awesome at what she does. Even more so as a person that she is. Continue reading
Too many times in life you hear and adhere to people (or yourself) telling you to be something you are not. To be more this and less that. To lighten up.
However well their intention might be, it gives the (false yet strong) impression that you are not (good) enough.
What do you do when you — the adults — want to have a group photo and a child suddenly walks into the frame (because he wants to be with his Mom)?
You include him in the picture; welcome him with the warmest greeting and laughter; make him feel accepted and loved.
I am so grateful this response comes spontaneously in our family. Thank You.
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By BEN OKRI
In the future, centres of learning will teach at least one thing we do not teach today: the art of self-discovery. There is nothing more fundamental in education. We turn out students from our universities who know how to give answers, but not how to ask questions.
Our students do not come in contact with the centres of wisdom in our culture. They leave universities with skills for the workplace, but with no knowledge of how to live, or what living is for. They are not taught how to see. They are not taught how to listen. They are not taught the great art of obedience, and how it precedes self-mastery.