Be Freedom @ Merdeka Field - Medan

Horas Medan...

My fourth days in Medan, finally I can managed to find free wifi connection in Medan @ Merdeka Walk. What do I feel after so long not connected ?? hmm.. felt like empty yeah ? neahhh.. felt just like usual.. Though..

I took my flight with Lion airlines from Penang to Medan.. Thanks God, many budget air flights now from Malaysia to Indonesia, and the price considered reasonable from what I got. Going back to my hometown in Medan, and make my walk to the famous busy field in the hearth of Medan @ "MERDEKA field".

At almost 5 pm this afternoon, the activity here quiet busy. Some peoples doing afternoon walking, jogging, got Rock climbing arena, volley ball and football.. hmmm good GOOD GOOD.. and not forgetting the streets vendors inside the fields trying to make some living by selling foods and drinks around the field.

Some students from the Medical USU, approaching me, to sell some snacks for fund rising for the poor people in a districts.. wow.. excellent.. positives value for USU students.. for their conserning with some marginals people. Young young students..future leaders for bright Indonesia, would they be ?? hmmm.. ?? Ask them :) hehehe.

Taking my favorite bakso just opposite the Merdeka field namely "Bakso Binaria". The taste still mamamiyah lezato.. good bakso.. I like it.. eventhough the price almost similar with franchising hygine fast food. Anyway.. I still find that great taste. So, I have my a bowl of Baso this afternoon, write my blog and waiting a friend here.

Here are some shoots of photos from Merdeka field. If you are around Medan, and felt boring try to enjoy your sunset here.. :) Quite shining and warms this afternoon. I'm still not yet summarize the WSD pooling results.. promise to do that soon while I'm back to Penang.. this weekend.. Well see you all in Medan :) or Penang.. Cheers.

A crying out - Hitting vs Smiling to ROMA

Proverb said that "many ways to go to ROMA". same as many methodes to release your tension. Up today, I didn't register my study yet, the lucky is I already got my students visa :) so, a little bit entertain for my case that I don't need to go to border to extent my stay in Malaysia... Heheheh.

Anyway, when I kept thinking about my situation some negative thoughs appeared. I questioned myself if I'm coerceing too much myself ? Am I very ambitious ? "without capital Monet --> Modal Nekat. Temporary the answer "Don't know".. I tried to ask a friend - drunker hero, but find the same answer "DON't KNOW" huh.. huh.


That day, I'm still very confusing and upset. I lost my smiling plavour, wrinkles on my faces and so tights face, but luckily not so many people at the "frisbee field". Infact I can't force myself to smile, I have found another methodes. I strongly fist my hands and hit on the air plus the abusive words. Looks this way not helping for me.


I still need to do something to release this pressures. Then I want to hit the earth, but looks like it will painfull myself.. so I cancelled. Inspite of hitting the soil, I'm doing my long shouting in the middle of the football field.

"AAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH" long screaming...
This looks fine for a moment. Thought a couple of tourist hear my shouting and try to observe me.. but.. I don't care. I move a little bit further close to the coastal beach.

One, Two, Three.. I command my self.. to make a long yelling...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Again I felt a little bit release..
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH" shrieking again.. I don't care, thought drunkerhero heard my shouting but he keep consentrated with his afternoon exercises. Further continue my shrieking..

I move close to the big tree and crying out:
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGG"

"BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG"

"CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG"

Sometimes I changed the shouting alphabet, instead of AAAGGG, I used BBBBBBBB, or CCCCCCCCC.. but AAAAAAAAGGGh sounds very loosing and releasing.


Temporarily I felt releases YES, YES, but though I'm shouting too much, worring and thinking so much. It's not good. I'm feeling not well.. a bit warm my head, small fever I thought and now I have problem with my throat. It's dry, and hard to swallow my own saliva..... ahgggg hehehe.. see shouting it's not really good way to go to ROMA for me :)


Well, anyway.. I just though that, perhaps, I am experiences less of rest and eat too much curry and spicy indian foods. So, I try to manage my food, Instead of having curry or other spicy foods. I selected some fresh salad, or clear vegetables with fish. I drank a liquid mixture also for my dry throat problems and drinks water as much as possible.


I promised never ever to do shouting again to go to ROMA :) hehehe, inspite of I just can do swimming to cooldown my head and mind or maybe trying hard to create big smile by remembering some beautiful moments in the lives or dream.. dream.. dreaming for the wonderful live in the future.. God Willing...

Vote for the WSD

Dear all happy people.. let's VOTE for the World Smiling Day (WSD)

To continue my study about the power of smiling and the possibility for us to have the world smiling day all over the world, herewith I created one polling. It's a simple survey in my blog. The poll is regarding the creation of World Smiling Day.

What's in your perception about that 'smiling day' are you:
Pro (support the formation of the day),
Contra (disagree with the formation of the day),
or Balance (don't know, or no opinion).

Please all happy readers, after reading the blog of "the power of smile - world smiling day" Don't forget to VOTE. I'll put in the blog the results after the vote period expired, or perhaps in newspapers in the future.

Thank you all for the smiley and happy people, let's share the positive energy of your smiles to others be happy and no worried.

The Power of Smiling - World Smiling Day

Smile to The Word to give you Positive Ardol - celebrate the World Smiling Day


Today is hard hard hard day for me. I'm expecting to get repayment for my money, scheduled this week so I'll be able to pay my tution and register my study this monday. But till this afternoon I checked my balance still zero.. ahgg.. I said huh huh HUH, and some other cursing, as well as verbal abuse. Blame things on myself. I am very very dispointed with the people can't keep the words. I felt bad, I felt sad, disappointed all plavour blended become one, christal shadow in my eyes.. hmm.. am I too sniveling thought?. So, I sms him again, tell him the situation and hope for the best afford he can do to keep his promise.


Long time enough I keep thingking the alternatives ways, if he fail to do repayment, and talk to some close friends, just for them to listen our problems. Thought it's always nice to have somebody to hear our problems. On the bus, I'm still thinking.. thinking and watch the other faces of the passengers, thousands faces.. very little has some smile on the face. I capture my own photographs and observe my face.. huh.. so bad looking full of problem face and very bad mood. I said to myself, can I have my smile back eventhough I have problems?

I keep observing other faces, so common face, they look tired after working, some faces still have smile on it, some others common, and my problem face.. huh I don't even like to see it by myself. How about others seing me. I said.. come on.. it's not end of the world, there must be some other ways, come on.. smile.. keep smiling to release your tension. So, I counting ..one two three I tried to smile, four five six, I am smiling to myself already.. see.. the power of smile, I can be positive. I can forget a while my problems.. yes and thinks clearly the alternatives ways if my friend still default to pay.

Yes, smile smile smile.. I felt a bit stronger and get the energy while i'm seing the sincere, fresh, smiling people around me. So, I am thinking to write about the power of Smiling. I'm talking with the people around that I'm going to write about SMILE, and will posted it in my blog. I asked some peoples to smile in the photos, and I'm discussing about SMILE SMILE SMILE.. energy with the drunker hero.. too.

From the bus walking down to Banana cafes, I stopped a while to see my Myammar's friend JeLo .. Telling her about the smile, and she voluntarily become one of the models. I walked to love lane area and met one "mammu" street vendors. I say hai to him and has small chit chat and ask him to smile also. Got two smiley faces support me already. During our Frisbee, another shoot for smiling people, a malay stranger. I asked him to smile.. then he smile also.. hehehe.. SMILE SMILE SMILE to the world.

I am dreaming to have a smile day.. someday.. "WORLD SMILE DAY-WSD".. Imagine all peoples we met has nice, sincere, friendly smile.. wow.. WOW.. WOW.. how much good energy we can share to the world? How much warm friendship we can created to the world through smiling.. that's the power of smile.

It's give me idea just for fun to make simple study to understand how is the smile tendency of the tourists in Penang. Tourists from which country original has more friendly smile face in Penang? or can we thinks out of the box "how difficult the situations" can we still has a big smile and thanks for the feelings we have.. ?? hmmm.. see I'm forgoting my problems now.. instead giving me idea to study more about the power of SMILING :)

Now I'm smiling writing my blog, tomorrow I'll keep worried or smilling about the financial deadline for my study huh.. HUH.. miracles.. miracles don't take a way the smile of me.. let's the power of Smiling remain. I'm expecting you read this blog with big smile, forget all the burden in your live for a seconds, keep smiling to others.. transfer and share the power of smile to others... and make the "World Smile Day" happening.. God Willing......

Frisbee Again.. Leave my journals at home..

Playing Time..


I spent about 6hours at my school today. Reading, and reading again my journals related with my topic. About 4pm I backed home, and leave all my journals, laptop in my room and bring the blue frisbee plate.. Ready to play.. time for playing Frisbee again.

Though need variation in live, if not feel so dull.. boring boring.. hehehe Keep saying in my hearth, enjoy aja.. keep enjoy... About a week I'm busy with my research, jounals etc with very very little progress, cause till now I couldn't find the good topics that I want to do.. ahgggg it's not easy.. the more I read the more I think,.. the more confusing I have.. huh huh.. time for playing.. I better forget it for a while.. hehehe

So, 5.30 pm I went to the usual place for playing Frisbee. The drunker hero already there, do his afternoon jogging and exercise. He has very very healthy live style now. He decided to get less of drinking and smoking now. Bravo.. Bravo.. that's good.. man..

Then we start playing the game. Only two of us playing the Frisbee now at usual place, if anyone would like to joint are very welcome :) the schedule from 6 - 7pm everyday.. Really everyday? hehehe.. don't know. It's a good game actually, always has bath sweating while playing this game.

We try to play by good technic now. Try to learn the good way to throw the disk. We start from close distance and try a little bit further distances. While we already mastering for short distance, just long distance we still can't shoot nicely. Need a lot of practice though. Well around 6.45 we finished the games, and back home. Indeed it's really good games even just play by two players.

As usual I took some photograps for my blog. Well readers, if you are interested to joint the Frisbee games, don't hesitate to joint us.. just come.. say that.. and we will have fun to play it. Okay, see you at the field.. and let's play.

A man from HEAVEN

I recopied paste my first blog, that written about 2years ago.. Don't know if others ever has this same unique experiences.. Enjoy it..

Wed, 9 April 08

A man from Heaven
Today, I’m Late Again to Office! (TILAtO )

My mistake, late sleep and late wake up. I am always ignored the shubuh azan, even lately I become deaf.. never heard the God calls.. hmmmmm. The distance of the mosque to my apartment just a few meters, but the Azan calling never wake me up. Oh GOD, I felt very bad. Many times I setting up my alarm, I did wake up, but I sleep again, again sleep, sleep like never enough. The satanic on my eyes, sit on my eyelid made it heavy super heavy to open. My spirit also less.. getting less.. ohggggggg ahggggggg.. why? WHY ? hmmmmm…. Hmmm…. I’m bitting my lips, though hardly about that.

I woke up at 8am, get ready to the office.. take my angkot go to pasar minggu, and wait another bus to Sudirman! Quiet long waiting, I stand up opposite of the road, reading the novel of “tragedy Nadra” the story become more more interesting. I don’t care in shining morning sun, standing up and read the novel, with my eyes sometimes searching for my bus. About 15mnts the bus, arrived.. ahggggg finally, and luckily me I got the seat beside an old lady. I continue my readings, sometimes my minds mixed up with the story of the novels. The road in Pasar minggu well known with the hell traffic jams. I passed by the same roads, this week on a row I late to the office for three days, Oh my GOD! Will I get the notice from the HR hmm..  I don’t care so much.

Passengers keep coming, and getting the bus full. Ladies, Man, boys and girls, are standing on the aisle of the bus. There is one man, with very terrible clothes and flavor just standing beside the lady who sit on my side. I’m busy with my novel, meanwhile I saw the lady sit inconveniently, with her hands covered her noise with her handkerchiefs. Hmmmmm… She tastes the flavor of the man from heaven. Though the man has mentally problem. His clothes dirty, tires anywhere, and looks never get shower for such a long time... The flavors goes anywhere, I saw not only the lady sit beside him close her noise some other passenger do the same. Hmm… I’m sure.. This lucky man has mental problems. He felt no guilty, face plain like baby, saw something outside the windows, he sometimes put his plastic bag on the floor, and take it back.. to release his tiredness by standing.

I’m still keep reading the “Tragedy Nadra”, even the smells also attack my noise, I don’t care. I’m thinking I’m not much better then this mentally man. I called him the man from the Heaven. I think he could be has better position in front of the greatest maker later ….. I believe he will be the heaven man … the man from heaven … Sometimes, I spy on him and observe the people around him.. but I’m still thinking for nothing except on my mind, he is the one, the lucky man – the man from heaven and continue reading my novel.

Due can’t survive with the scents of the obsessed man who standing in front of the old lady, finally she move up, and find a standing place just a meter from the man. Observing an empty seat beside me, that man, who I though has mentally problem decided to take her seat. Finally he seat beside me.. Ahggggggg the man from the heaven just sit side by side with me. His sweating arms nudging my shoulder.. oh no OH OH.. NO.. I tried to give him more space, but not possible with the narrow seat and full of passenger, made it difficult. I attempted to squish my body so we don’t touch each other, but still not possible. Eventually I back to my novel, the bad aroma become more intense, but I don’t care and keep reading.. I am still though he is the man from the heaven… still and continue my reading.

Occasionally, I tried to watch the man, what he is doing. I saw him made a movement like people who do praying while sitting. He move both his hands up and enfold them on his stomach.. I didn’t observed too much, but I noticed he did it quiet offend. A slight curious comes in my mind about what is he doing – is it praying or he just react like that. Any chance I still spy him, and he still do that, make a move like somebody praying, “Takbiratur Ikhram” hmm… see.. is it a sign for me ?? Oh GOD.. Even your mentally creatures still praise on you. My vanity, I still don’t care so much what the man from heaven doing. I didn’t even see his face or mouth moving saying something. I’m so deaf with him.. and back to my novel..

About twenty minutes he sat beside me, his wet sweating shifting on my long sleeves shirt. Oh oh.. I felt the scents.. hmmmm.. some of the aroma transferred to me. I still don’t care! To entertain, I still said that he will be the man from the heaven.. yeah he will be the one. So I don’t so much concern about the flavor – the bad aroma! I hope someday the bad scents will change into the best fragrance, the most soft smell scents that whoever smell it will try to come close and find the source. Yeah.. I’m expecting that happened.

Later the man, standing up and get ready to get down. The scents again get more sharpen as he is standing and leave his seat. I’m survive, I manage to control that scents, without covering my noise.. hmmm eventually he step down from the bus. In a minutes my seat still empty even though some passengers still standing up. Perhaps they understand the situations and still felt the aroma of the man from heaven.. Yeah I believe that. Then a young girl seat beside me, after firstly offered the old woman to seat there, but the old woman refused it. She still prefer to standing up. Yeah .. Yeah.. I still smell the bad scents.. if I look to the left I still found the bad scents remain on my shirt. But I still don’t care.

The girl just seat a half of the chair, we are really not seating side by side. I don’t know why, perhaps because she can manage it, as there are not so many passengers standing now. Some passengers already step down to their stop by. I continue reading my novel. That experience sitting with the man from heaven, doesn’t concern me so much. I don’t think so much about that even the flavor remains on my shirt. Further my stop by getting closer. I’m putting my novel on my bag, and get ready to step-down.

I arrived in my office at 10am. Crazy traffic.. I don’t need wasting my energy to complain about it. It’s a routine a continuous history about traffic in Pasar Minggu. I believe people surrounded with this situation. They are exhausted to complain about that, and manage to enjoy it .. just enjoy.. ENJOY.. spent about 1.5hours just enjoy.. oh oh .. I’m late again to the office .. my mistake.

I enter the office by greeting good morning to my receptionist with big smile, shy to be late again coming to my office, but she looks such a nice receptionist answering my greeting with a big smile too  oh .. you are so lovely Marina by replying my morning greeting with hearty smile. Thank you my receptionist you make my DAY today, with your smile.. I already forgotten about the man from heaven and do focus on my paper work. WORK WORK WORK…I love Wednesday!!

IAMD 2010 "Many Lights for Human Rights"

Many Lights for Human Rights - some notes from IAMD 2010.

From the island plaza, I took bus home and stopped a while at Penang Times Square. There is an "International Aids Memorial Days - IAMD 2010" ceremony there.

While I coming the event already started. The audiences already made the "ribbon formation". They expected 1000 spectators to form that "aids ribbon" symbol. It's quiet big stage and hall at Penang Times Square. They conducted the event at open stage.

The MC, welcoming the important person who arrived on the stages and starting the ceremony. One of them is the representative from USM. In fact USM give good support for the AIDS research and community in Malaysia. This event sponsored by CASP (Community Aids Service Penang), a local NGO who supports the AIDS education, prevention and provided shelter for the neglected HIV positive deseace infected people.

The speaker from USM briely elaborated about the history of AIDS cases in Malaysia, starting from 3 cases and now up to approximately 90.000 cases in Malaysia. He mentioned also to behave toward the infected HIV Positive people as like other deceases. It's not necessary to isolated and hate them as they are infected. Other peoples need to be friends with them, provide many lights for human rights.

The ceremony continue with the "poetry or story" reading by one doctor. The theme of the poetry is "I'm HIV Positive". The reader has delivered the story nicely using Malay language. It's quiet good story telling about how an infected wife facing the reality, trying to survive in her conditions and still has dreams in the remaining of her live for their family, friends and her country.

It's a short of celebration actually. It's ended with the song of "We are the World" from Michael Jackson. The audiences waving the lights and singing together. At closing there are some fireworks also. I made some shoot of photos of this IAMD = Lights for the Human Rights.. just as the function at nite.. my camera has poor results for taking photos at nite.. aghhhhh need to change my camera.. though ;) hehehe.

Finally, I hope this blog can provided inspiration for us to continously giving many lights for human rights and support them for keeping spirit to struggle for vitality live... God willing.....