Westlife, The Family Men

Hello, Westlife!
 
How are you, Mr. Kian Egan, Mr. Nicholas Byrne, Mr. Markus Feehily, and Mr. Shane Filan? I hope you are doing homey, as the old seasons are salutary.

You are part of my late childhood, after I reached nine or ten. You are heart of my teenager era where high school life was so attractive. You are mate of my undergraduate period with your tune and episode. You are blade of my office and leisure hours. You are just great and my favourite.

For Everybody To Pursue Scholarship in Taiwan

Hello, everybody! Good day there, and here :)


Do you have a dream studying abroad? Are you interested learning about ocean, maritime, and sea-related matters? Will you take a chance to consider Taiwan? Why NOT?

Well, let me introduce you myself. My name is Kartika Paramita Klara. I come from a little peaceful town, Blitar, in East Java. It is located in southern part of Indonesia, a big beautiful country. I was a teacher and counselor in a senior high school. But I am now an international master student in National Taiwan Ocean University. My major is education. Are you curious about my research project? Well, it is about an exploration of ecological philosophy for marine education. Seems too complitated? I think, no, it's easy. Hahaha.

Afternoon Sweet Tea

KD :)

That's how I used to address your name. We are too hot to be reckoned just as acquaintance. We are too cold to be reputed as close mate. We enjoy our warm friendship, neither hot nor cold. Maybe Indonesian people say it likes 'hangat-hangat tahi ayam.' But, I claim, no! We would rather alike an afternoon sweet tea.

An afternoon sweet tea is humble but noble. It can rest weary eyes. It let you full-blooded. It matches for home, school, job, and parties. It is honored by the folks and royal families. An afternoon sweet tea can be enjoyed as we sit inside the rickshaw :)

The Two of The-Man-of-God

Hello, Aloysius and Heribertus!
Good day to the-man-of-god!


It is been so long since the last time we met on the thirteenth of February two thousand and fourteen. For me, it is hard to disengage both of you. You two are just like one package. As commercial said, 'Buy one, get one for free.' :)

I never never expected that made friend with both you will be gladden. The first time I knew your special title, I only wondered, 'Well, this is sort of another the-man-of-god.' At that time I had good relationship with many the-man-of-god who were in charge in the place where I exist. I knew dozens of the-man-of-god who come and go in a regular basis.

I Am Your Small Part

Dear Angga,

How are you today? I miss you since this early day. Today is your twenty ninth bornday, right? The night is just around the sight. But, still I be failed to guess the street you get laid. Strickly speaking, I want to have intimate chatting and tight hand-shaking with you.

I checked out facebook message and found out that our last conversation is on September two thousand and thirteen. I've been waiting you are writing something. A simple term such as 'I miss you' just like you made one time.

Proudly Small

To the jury of Proudly Small whose number is twenty seven,

There is no doubt that I am proud to cry out my ideas about smallness. I was born in the small city, but in the biggest hospital that has ever built. I grew up there with a small family which obey the family planning program launched by the big president ever, Mr. Soeharto. I experienced education, no I mean schooling, from kindergarten to senior high school in the same small city, but all schools I attended are the biggest.

The first time I sensed big city is when I went to university in the big city. An university that has big trust from the society. However, I stayed in a small rented house with my three friends whom I knew since I was in the senior high school. However, once more, I always did homecoming every single week. I went back from big city to small city. I did not really enjoy my time in that big city.

The God of Matchmaker

Dear god of matchmaker,

Last week, on Tuesday twenty seventh of January, for the first time I visited the Taiwanese Buddhist temple of yours. It is not too big enough, but the character of Forever Love is clearly written in the wall behind you. You know, I smiled and whispered to my heart, 'I finally found you. Here in Tainan, not in Hscinchu as I planned before.'

I remember your long beard with a long-term smile. I saw young people came and prayed to you. I believe that they asked your blessing in finding their loved one. They must be single souls who long for being united with their lover soul. Maybe they have been waiting since a long long time, ago.