Solar Eclipse in Indonesia

The solar eclipse last 26 January 2009 was very vivid across the whole Indonesia as I have searched in google and was also informed by my sister. I should know, I spent the Chinese New Year holiday in Batam, Indonesia. I gazed at the gloomy skies that time, since I haven't done that for quite a long time, I have not witnessed the rare event that occurs only 66 times in a century. Albeit, I have witnessed and encountered something more than a solar eclipse. And though I am accompanied by a very close friend at that time, I felt a closer interaction with myself. I am gaining myself back.

It has been four long months since I last swam, dipped myself into the salty waters, and get sunkissed. I patiently waited for this time to come. And I have loved every moment of it.

The traveller in me got awakened. Mixed emotions of awe, excitement and joy among others overwhelmed me.

I met new people.
I was presented with a new and diverse culture.
I was able to appreciate things I don't seem to notice in the past few months.
I conquered a new place.
I had a clearer and better perspective of how my life should be. Now, I am loving myself more than ever.

Sometimes, it takes a lot of courage to get away with the routine and daily grinds of life, and go to some place else--where no one knows you (where no one would ever curse or judge), where you could stare at the beautiful sunset longer than usual, where time is not of great importance, where nobody owns your soul except the world and the Man Above.

Just Blabbing.

I want to blab about things. Things that bother me. Things I don't seem to understand for now. Things that happen that are out of my grasp.

How does a person accept things or people that come and just go, or most of the times, we just choose to move on?

People we meet.
People we make friends with.
People we choose to love.
People we unintentionally fall in love with.
Things we choose to love.
Things we want to grow in.
Things that are unknowingly we have loved.
Circumstances we wouldn't want to last.
Special moments we only want to linger.

I know. I know. No matter how we love these, everything is transitory. Whether we have invested so much love in it, whether we have put so much effort to nurture it, time is not on our side. They take it away from us. There will always be an end to every story. And it feels bad. It creates a wound too deep that only time can heal. It leaves a scar.

I always want to remind myself that I am a warrior. And for whatever reason it is, these scars make me stronger than any other person in this world. The battle is not yet over. I have a strong shield that no one can ever take away from me.