this is a great time from where we'd start.
A time for freedom. we have our long holiday, yes finally. the fasting is over. and it's time for family reunion. people are leaving this city to gather with their darling ones. some go by cars, others prefer train or plane. and there are growing many who chose to ride motorcycle.
this is a perfect time to finish our unfinished meal. to sip the last drops of our coffee. read the last pages of that book we left since a while ago. to complete the unspoken sentence we always mean to tell. to return the call we have received. and to dream the dream once again.
and as this is also a time for forgiving, I'd think it will be proper to let go some burdens we always carry within our hearts.
a friend of mine is a paparazzi. i noticed this fact after she took this picture, and commenting "some are so into it". she took the picture more than a year ago. it was very recently that i discover this. it's quite a shot, i think. don't you think so, yantje?
the jazz, the black coffee, the moon and the man who sits next to me with his half lit cigarette, all attentions were on the tv screen. another report from myanmar about the monks.
with those many countries in asia. each of them has a unique story to tell. a different food to taste. a particular news to hear. a distinct scent to smell. a rare joke to laugh at. a matchless beauty to admire. a solitary path to walk. an exceptional glimpse of surprise to feel.
