After enjoying a full week of traffic-jam-free Jakarta, last night I experienced the "beauty" of Jakarta at night.
There were lots of light from the many cars trapped in the crammed roads. Then some music from the horn of a high rank police officer car, trying to get free from the traffic by zigzaging the other cars. Well, maybe his urge to pee was soooo great :p. Not to mention the "charming" black pool made by the rain on the main road of Sudirman. Maybe that pools were the main cause of the jammed road, not the lack of discipline of the people calling themselves intelligent urban people.
This just adding a bigger line of my disappointment smile. I just went to Papi's cemetary and found out that his grave was neglected. And it was just a week after the last time we paid a visit there. It turned out the cemetary official who supposedly had received payment didn't tend the lot. We supposed to go to unofficial cemetary caretaker to tend the grave. When I just checked again in the receipt of payment, we supposedly have to receive at least a service of grass planting. Failure to deliver a promise? Hmm... that seems familiar.
Many things have disappointed me since I met Jakarta face to face again. I was thinking to go back to Jakarta again to work and live close by my parents. And the latter motivation was stronger since Papi passed away. But, things just don't fit to this present Vica.
Gee, maybe I would need a reintegration program from AIESEC if I ever came back to Jakarta again. So now, I just sing the Minahasan song which questioning why their people desperately want to go to Jakarta, despite all the harsh conditions it offered.
There were lots of light from the many cars trapped in the crammed roads. Then some music from the horn of a high rank police officer car, trying to get free from the traffic by zigzaging the other cars. Well, maybe his urge to pee was soooo great :p. Not to mention the "charming" black pool made by the rain on the main road of Sudirman. Maybe that pools were the main cause of the jammed road, not the lack of discipline of the people calling themselves intelligent urban people.
This just adding a bigger line of my disappointment smile. I just went to Papi's cemetary and found out that his grave was neglected. And it was just a week after the last time we paid a visit there. It turned out the cemetary official who supposedly had received payment didn't tend the lot. We supposed to go to unofficial cemetary caretaker to tend the grave. When I just checked again in the receipt of payment, we supposedly have to receive at least a service of grass planting. Failure to deliver a promise? Hmm... that seems familiar.
Many things have disappointed me since I met Jakarta face to face again. I was thinking to go back to Jakarta again to work and live close by my parents. And the latter motivation was stronger since Papi passed away. But, things just don't fit to this present Vica.
Gee, maybe I would need a reintegration program from AIESEC if I ever came back to Jakarta again. So now, I just sing the Minahasan song which questioning why their people desperately want to go to Jakarta, despite all the harsh conditions it offered.
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Usual comments by Indonesian people who just recently got back to Jakarta ! Welcome my dear. The comments will usually dissapper as the time goes bye, the same as the lost of dream to leave Jakarta. Kata orang Jakarta :
ReplyDeleteSape suruh datang Jakarte, Menuhin kota kite aje, sendiri mudik barengan balek, E doe Sayang....
Peace man, Peace....
hehehe.. kalau kata temen gue itu reverse culture shock.. dulu waktu baru pindah ke luar negeri ngalamin culture shock dgn kehidupan di sana .. eh pas udah bisa ngikutin gaya hidup di sana balik ke indo shock lagi sama culture di sini.. gak ada habisnya deh ;-)
ReplyDeleteTo GWangge: BT emang Jakarta blm berubah. Malah makin parah. Tapi masih lebih mending drpd di Arab. Ane kekurung boow!
ReplyDeleteTo Yo: Yg namanya Reintegration process dr AIESEC itu emang utk mbantu trainee AIESEC yg baru pulang dr LN supaya ga reverse culture shock. Gue ga RCS, cuma culturally screwed hihihi
TO BOTH OF YOU!!!
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