Remembrance of a Mourning Day

In this universe, where we live at, thousands of problems will we grapple to the front. Some cases such as natural disaster; flood, earthquake, fire forest, eruption are going to be faced by human beings, wherever they are. That’s a life, people have to be struggling to face it down.

A couple of days ago, a serious and mourning day shocked the whole life students in college. A clean yet turned to be a second-hand condition of bus in my home college, where this kind of vehicle is being used as the main transport for students from and to campus, faced a nerve-wrecking tragedy.

My campus’s premises is on the slope of the hills. Let’s talk a bit about my campus first. It resembles to some old buildings in the UK, rumors said that the architect was coming from that land, hence the curve or the style is quite the same as a whole. Admittedly, this location has miles of distance, far-off destination to rely mainly on foot, hence the coming of buses can be the solution offered by board of campus.

Located at the 2-mile from campus, the pool bus with its operational schedule amounting to 12 or 13 respectively are ready to rejuvenate students, added with its pop and sometimes a local song inside, its atmosphere makes the students become ‘cheer’ or ‘have lust’ where they are in. The nuance is backed with the typical transport in Padang city, filled with current music and epic adorned inside the body, the bus in my university gives its own space to that.

Well!!! let’s forget about the story about the university and the bus first.

Talking then about the incident, it was the super bad day experienced by students who get used to taking a bus heading to and from campus. One of those got a stuck brake and hit a fence which eventually fell into a not-far-valley next to the main entrance, but had a fatal effect.

Three students are reported died and the driver as well, 15 get the heavy injuries and scars; even reported experiencing some fractures in the legs, and the rest are the light ones.

I was totally agape and not knowing what I would do then. As a person who relies mainly on the bus, I was shivering, remembered If I was in that position.

I hope the bus can be changed into a proper one, and I hope the family of the victims can accept the sparkle of life God gave, and I hope they become patient in this accident.

My prayers go to all of the victims.

 

 

 

 

Melbourne is a Memoir: I leave half of my heart there

Since watching the sequels of The Lord of The Ring, I opened my eye to aspire about going abroad, to have a sense of a new atmosphere, to open my horizon about other culture and people, and most importantly to prove the dream I had in mind. That aspiration was real then — backed up by a myriad of patients and persistence started to win a small championship or even joined a member from a reputable membership. Since then, I secured a grant from my home university to do an exchange program to Australia. Yikes!. I got there since the life I run in college was quite balance.

Talking about Australia a.k.a Aussie or OZ in short was the first country my life could bring its body and mind in. My city was Melbourne positioned as ‘the most liveable city in the world” in which mere little bad things go around the city. Overall, you can find serendipity living here.

I landed there and stepped my feet on September 7th, 2015, and it was spring. Never had I experienced a true cold where its wind killed my nerve and all its systems. It pricks me out. I lived in Elmhurst 48 road, Blackburn, Melbourne, by the way.

My house was very simple yet full oh waves of laughter. I run my life there with a high school sister — Eliza and my hosted parents, Stephen Maher and Kaylene. They were all so generous to me, guiding me in every single thing I did there, even gave their hand to make me developed in terms of gaining English. Frankly speaking, this third language is so freaking me out and I am still lame compared to most of my friends in college where they already showed outstanding performances by publishing journals, books, even working as a professional translator, hell yeah, I just got lucky enough to be here.

Then I also have a brother who is younger than me in age but more mature emotionally, his name Alexandra, a cool man who always accompanied me to go traveling and taught me patiently how to play Frisbee.

There is also Connie, my real sister. She never being tired in teaching me about English and how to pronoun it by the way Australian people speak, to be honest, Australian’s accents really drive me to nuts: look how /dey/ becomes /dai/ and “sandal” to be “thong” and it’s so funny to be heard.

Well, nothing I could brag about without posting some pictures, I do believe those below will tell you everything, telling how life is vey very and very comfortable there.

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Figure 1. A flock of birds looked for the reflection, wait, it’s not. They searched for the sun rays. Located in the Yarra River, is the main district where most people probably would spend their hectic day to rest a bit. I coincidentally , yes by chance, took these creatures as if thinking how wonderful and peaceful life has to offer in Melbourne, all living creatures here converged one another.

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Figure 2. Random pics yeah. On top in the left hand. Me. watching the birds festival. At the bottom left was me also! enjoying a miracle of life it has in the secluded area yet becoming the most tourist destination. I was standing in the off-shore of The Twelve Apostles, Great Ocean Road. And the big illustration in the right hand was me! with the hosted parent I would respect the most.

That’s a glimpse of a story of mine and I hope everyone has their one page of life to be told, too. I do believe in the power of persistence and painstakingly sweating for the efforts. If compared myself to other friends, as I mentioned above, I am just a tiny shattered glass, but I have a belief, hard work. The power of dream has derived me to be here.

I AM WAITING FOR YOU STORIES THEN!!!

Now That I am Older I Understand Better

Being 24 is not older for some people; it indicates the maturity of someone to see the world globally. Being 24 is not always be linked to having the ring of engagement soon (have a couple or fiancée to boost up) but it means that you have already transferred your childhood to the step of adulthood. Now, I am a little bit wiser, to comprehend my tension and to control my emotions towards the case though is not really tough yet.

Thankfully, there are some wishes I have conducted and I took it for granted because it was granted too, heaps of thanks for the chances, God. Back then when I dreamed about going to other places-overseas- it became real when I finally passed for the exchange program held by my home university a.k.a Andalas University. I went to my dreamland-Melbourne- and stepped in contemporary days in Malaysia. Never did come to my real life that those things were being actualized but it’s true, indeed.

The most fortune of it that I had a little family in Melbourne. I was adopted by a humble spouse: John and Maher (pronounce it Marr). They were really nice to me since the first time I met ’em. They held their glad-handed greeting, welcoming me as the special-precious person though I was, am not. Often time, when I went to bed, she remembered me to clean up the room, ate something freshly or prayed for having a good sleep, I was touching by the way.

Other than that, my big dream also being granted when I finally nominated as the best student in my faculty and nominated as the student with the highest GPA in my university’s graduation day. I step up on the ground and won on my graduation on that day.

And today, I am on my birthday. I know that I am older; I have passed for 23 years remaining my childhood to this step. I know it’s kind of hard times for me to go through but the show must go on. Sooner or later, I will find that I’ll be mature but it’s not about the mature intensely but it’s about how you become mature. Ages get better but the character is not always beside it.

Getting older is surely for every person but getting wiser is only for some. Therefore, in my 24, I wish that I would become the wiser person, do something correctly, speak properly and work hard. Those are the wishes I wish for this maturity. 23 years has been left behind and today the 24 years of age to the end of the day will be started. Hope everything that I have not conducted yet will be passed on smoothly.