This could explain my mood yesterday…

Sagittarius horoscope for Monday December 27:

You may not be in a party mood today, but your current malaise won’t last long. You might wonder how you got so enthused about an idea that turned out to be less important than it seemed at first. Nevertheless, your excitement grew along with your vision. Now, however, you must rethink the whole scenario because it’s not living up to your expectations. Don’t be afraid to let go of an old dream so you can invent a new one.

My recent horoscope: manggut-manggut deh…

You are putting time and effort into your work or, perhaps, toward a community project. Either way, your optimism might be flagging now, leaving you with an uncomfortable uncertainty about your future. You are tempted to withdraw as you wonder if your work will actually pay off. Don’t abandon your plans; instead, be more realistic about them so you will be able to reach your goals.

You are missed, Pak…

The beginning of the semester is usually chaotic, and this semester is no exception. For the past two weeks, my patience has been tested by the fact that when I arrive to start the lab course, the doors to the lab have not been opened yet, and the tech doesn’t have the key.

What the…?

Then it hit me. Until last year, I did not have any problems because one of my colleagues have opened the doors to the lab every Wednesday morning without fail. This July he passed away.

Since then, things have not been the same.

You are sorely missed Pak, I wish you were still with us 😦

Al Fatihah untuk Bp. Ellyzar IM Adil MS.

Let’s not take life for granted, part 3: when death hits close to home…

This time, it’s personal 😦

My Department is mourning the loss of our dear colleague and friend, Mr. Ellyzar IM Adil.

He taught Animal Physiology. Always maintained a close relationship with all students, rarely see him down.

I am sad because I know that he had to deal with a lot of difficult things during these past few years, and I couldn’t really help him.

The various status updates on Facebook are a testimony to his kind heart and gentle manner.

You will be missed Pak Ellyzar. May Allah SWT have mercy on you and your family (ibu Ena, Dika & Dita) be strong to get through this difficult time.

(Al Fatihah untuk Alm. Pak Ellyzar)

When something’s no longer fun…

then it’s time to move on.

Seriously.

I’ve always tried not to quit easily, taking each experience as a learning experience, but sometimes, it’s just not worth it.

They say a job worth doing is worth doing well, but the $64,000 question is, is the job worth doing?

When I literally threw up before going to bed after a meeting, I knew it was time to move on.

A Random Act of Kindness…

I was in the middle of writing a paper presentation when I remembered something I witnessed this weekend while stuck in a traffic jam and I think this deserves to be shared here

Anyway…

In Jakarta, the sight of beggars asking for money at traffic jams are a common sight. You can always see them line up every day. Some are even “regulars”, like clock work appearing at a same hour. People believe that some kind of mafia is involved in putting these beggars on the street and so usually, a lot of people ignore them.

Yesterday, I came across a mother-child beggar during a traffic jam. I also noticed, across the street, a young boy (about 12 year old maybe) selling some kind of fried food. The mother then waved and ordered something for the child. He then crossed the street carrying something and gave them the food. What happened next made me want to cry.

The mother started to give the boy some money from her cup to pay for the food, but you know what the boy did? He just waved off the money and crossed back to his “pikulan”, and moved on, walking, continuing his selling. The mother child beggar then proceeded to have their simple meal.

The whole episode made me ashamed of myself. There I was, in my nice car, AC on, songs on the CD, silently complaining about the traffic while this boy, who obviously does not make a lot of money selling cheap fried food, sacrifice a portion of his profit for… a mother-child beggar (who might not even be mother and child?). I wanted to shout out to the boy and pay for the food he gave the beggar but he was quick and nimble on his feet and he quickly faded from my view.

So I slowly moved on too, all the while feeling embarrassed, because sometimes I think too much when giving to the needy when there this young boy who didn’t think twice about giving free food to the needy.

Moral of the story… if you want to give, then GIVE! Don’t overthink your actions. Do what your heart tells you to do.

I do pray that the young boy sold out all his food that day and has enough for his family to eat a decent meal.

Thanks for reading.