
Indonesia again… hit by bomb terror. More than 20 killed and hundreds injured in attacked in Bali island. Just a day before, the Government announced raised of gasoline price up to 100%. In just few days, we were shocked by those bad news.
There always a bad guy in this world (If we accept of polarity of nice and bad guy – which again the truth relatively driven by media, internet, popular lifestyle, etc). Domination by group of nations, some western countries - or in more appropriate words, western culture & economy -, nonetheless has been creating underground forces which in many ways try to express their reverse existence. What woke us up was that the 'clash' was just exactly happen in here… not in western sphere of the earth. Except we have nice places for those westerners…. and BANG…… just like that.
I am now sitting few kilometers away from the explosion site, I am sitting in a very nice place… but still horror is tremendously hit my mood. It is really not about the technical description, number of victims and how destructive of B-O-M-B, but moreover the underlaying environment that trigger up such kind of actions… There must be lot of frustation… distrust… hatred… anger…. and stupidity in the inner circle of the group…
But now I am sit in nice gazebo with cool breeze facing paddy field…. Those contradiction is just annoying. Sometimes it seems everything change to black and white images…. I am still enjoying my potato gratin… with latte, I am sure I still have good sight, with colors around… but psychologicaly …. sometimes I feel the color around me was pulled to both ends of black and white.
Cooled by afternoon breeze... I relief… this gonna be over for me and most of us … world will forget it. People are too busy to remember all those things… as long one not get hurt directly… Like now most people in Indonesia are struggling with their everyday life, for them, the real terror is there… how to survive, how to pay rocketing transportation cost, how to get the kids go to school, pay their insurance etc, etc.
I am finish eating when I try to stop to think those crazy things…. I am happy with the good food, cozy atmosphere…. some thoughts … and you feel enough for today. Tomorrow has its own story….
Suddenly.. I feel like home…