Longing
In poem on November 18, 2008 at 8:02 amSweet stranger
Nomad, I called him
One who carries a promise
In his pocket
Sweet stranger, he is
Nomad, Nomad
One who carries a backpack
His beard unshaven
And sparkles in his eyes
He is my sweet Nomad
A promise is written
Nothing sweet, nothing bitter
Just a promise as it seems
He, my Nomad will flee
Away from this island, from me
Never a goodbye to tell me
For I won’t mind
to have illusion around
It’s weird how you could miss some stranger. I wrote this poem for a Nomad that I barely know. Something about him that draws my attention. I can’t tell what or why.
It’s weird. Really weird. It’s too weird.
I don’t even know much about him. But I chose to grasp each moment, each smile he gave me. Sweet, I know. Dangerous, maybe.. maybe not. But it’s definitely not something that I could call “fun”. It’s too complicated, artistic and fragile to call it so.
No need to worry, Nomad. This is not a complaint, as I recall. Nor a love letter. This is just a simple writing about you.
This Is About Him
In mumble on November 17, 2008 at 2:09 amOkay. I wouldn’t tell how did I find my boss as my only client in VA business. But let say, we found each other accidentally. What I admire about him is that he is someone who wants to change the world into a better place to live. Sounds cliche, doesn’t it? But that’s what he does.
Yes, I’m his secretary, in a way. It may sound weird, but we never really met in person. We have been communicating through IM, email and lately we have been using video conference once in a while.
I define my boss as a very practical person. He is also very eager to learn Bahasa Indonesia and will do anything to improve his Bahasa Indonesia. I am proud to be an Indonesian because of him, I must say.
Yesterday, I told him that I’m going to a secluded island for a year or two. He was thrilled and seemed to be proud of me (of course he is!).
Then, later, he threw questions about my personal life. Hah! I never thought that he’d be interested to know. We rarely spoke about it when we had our Bahasa Indonesia session over IM. But anyway, I told him about hm.. my bizarre love life. Good to know that he did the same. He told me a bit about his personal life. He he. Good boss!
So, anyway, he will be here on December. Probably will stay until January. I’m so excited to meet him in person. And most of all, he would love to meet me in my secluded island. Whoaaahh! Told him that I wouldn’t mind to meet him in Jakarta, but he insist! Ahhh good to know!



