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hey baby,

I am safely at my hometown now. I stepped on the airplane around noon at Bali, got the windowseat but someone has already taken it. I didn’t really care, I know how outside looks from a plane, bright blue of space. So I just sat on the aisle seat, and continued reading my new book ‘A Thousand Splendid Suns’, you should read it too, you’ll love it.

A group of people came, chattering and arguing about where to sit. They talk in my local language. A language that sounds harsh yet always has hints of sarcastic jokes in it. The poor steward looked helpless yet amused, watching them changing seats and blocking the aisle. In the middle of that 10 minutes chaos, I felt at home already.

We landed. Makassar city. I smelled it first before i saw it. Like the smell of sun mixed with pandan leaves and water on asphalt. The new airport took me by surprise. It was new, spacious, white, clean, like a five star hotel. Glad to know my hometown is doing fine.

Both my parents picked me up at the airport. They look peaceful and serene. Not as agitated as they usually did. Glad to know my parents are doing fine too.

My next stop was directly my grandmother. She looks weaker, but not older. She still gossips excitedly about how her new maid always talk on the phone. She asked me what I wanted to eat. I mention some foods, from the top of my head; chicken smoor, her special fried noodle, fish tomatoes, and santan vegetables.
The next day, all those foods arrived at my home. Glad to know her memory and food still as sharp as ever.

On that same day, I went to watch the sunset with a friend. Do you know that the sunset here is rated the 3rd most beautiful in the world?
The sky will look orange at around 6.00, and then pink at around 6.15, and a hint of turquoise at around 6.20, and then everything turned black, but at least you can always see one star up there.

My next favorite thing to do beside driving a car, is washing it.
When we were small, our father used to put us in the car, windows up and he’d spray water. We felt like we were below the sea.
How simple it was to be amused.

Well, hope you are doing well with the heat there.

I’ll see you when I see you.

~ by dhanio on August 21, 2008.

9 Responses to “hey baby,”

  1. glad to have u back in indonesia…
    welcome home…

  2. “Like the smell of sun mixed with pandan leaves and water on asphalt.”

    BWWAAHAHAHAHA

    I got excited until I read ‘asphalt’….. *boink!*

    You’re a special kind of writer….ever thought about writing part-time, approach some publishers and get it to the mass?

  3. @Adi: yes. home sweet home.but now already at kyoto again ..

    @dimas: thanks again for the compliment, but the truth is, the more i read, the more i realize what i know is not enough to write. but someday, perhaps :)

  4. omg i can’t believe you also read it :) but i haven’t got the Kite Runner yet tho, i suspect it should be as good.

    so when are you coming back? any plan to visit Surabaya? :D

  5. reennn… sampe kapan diri mu di MKS? i’ll be there on 10 oct until 15th..
    hope u’r still there so we can catch upp…
    msg me ok??

  6. Hey Laurentia, you probably won’t remember me or at least vaguely…
    But honestly i LOVE reading your blog, indeed writing is one of your gifts huh…
    so anyway, just to give you kinda a pieces of puzzles together of who i am.. well we were in the same class back in EF, yeap all the way back in time …i was there by the wall (always) all quiet and pretending to be shy…=D

    So looks like somebody’s having fun in Japan! t’care.. =D oh btw, I LOVE FALL….and all those grey sky mornings…

  7. hmm i’ve just realised..my comment is actually for the most recent post…
    =D i guess i was kinda following where the crowd goes….haha

  8. @ciyeng: oh, u r the kind of person whose mood doesn’t depend on the weather eh? i envy u… hehehe..see u in facebook!

  9. aku kangen abon omamu… :( masih adakahh???

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