What I call as Common Civilians

So many of us Indonesians lately have been sensitive enough regarding to issue of criminalization towards Medical Doctors. Not enough being faced to many NGOs and some lawyers run around in hospitals to find medical cases they can aggravate by provoking the patients' family to sue the doctors for what God or Karma or Science does, now the Indonesian Criminal Court also goes unfair.

The story began when an obstetric patient died due to air embolism in the heart that then disrupted the flow of oxygen within the blood circulation of the patient. When patient came to the hospital, she was already pale and weak. Because she's pregnant and was about to give delivery already, the doctor then decided it's emergency case and C-section was to be done ASAP.

Existence of Parents When I am 21

when around 2 months ago my maternal grandmother passed away, and I saw my mom cried over her crossing over with a lot of bursting emotion, I remembered these songs &the MVs, and they have been playing in my mind until now.

The Pain We Hold Onto

There was this Indonesian movie that depicts the lives of a bunch of people, screwed lives. They all are best friends, and each of them has different twisted stories of personal lives. One of is gay, another is a wife cheated by her husband and hence she cheats on her husband (they get divorced eventually), another is a woman left by her husband because they can't have any offspring due to her infertility. As the story of the movie goes on, two new friends appear, completed with two new screwed lives.

So yesterday a friend of mine tweeted that a couple of years ago when he watched the movie, when he was around 15, he felt somewhat disgusted seeing a woman in a midlife cheated on husband and couldn't stay faithful, but now as he has re-watched it again, he's realized that life is just that much complicated, not as simple as child's life.

#2 Unrequited Love

"How timid and delicate unrequited love is? Even though unrequited love finds its own way in, it's a love that gets trapped inside, unable to find an exit. Even though I'm the one who started it, without knowing a thing if (s)he leaves my sight one day, it's a love that ends vain without it ever having a purpose. Never ever even having had the chance to bud or bloom any flowers, a love that can never bear a fruit like a seed left forgotten. That is, unrequited love."

―Go Dok Mi, Flower Boys Next Door