Tag: story of my life

  • If only I could fit Sweden in my Luggages

    As much as I am aware that my time in Sweden is temporary, that the day when I leave the country is just a matter of time, it doesn’t make it easier for me to deal with it when the time eventually comes. My heart still aches But I only have myself to blame. Wherever →

  • Another Day

    Wake up every morning, As the world revealing, Unfiltered. … News after news, Slide in, Sad stories, Unfolding. … A name you know, A face you recognize, A number you can’t keep up. … As early as 6 am, You already grapple with reality, You gasp for ease, Your brain demands sanity. … But there’s →

  • Midsommar: Film vs Realita

    Sewaktu film Midsommar tayang beberapa waktu lalu, beberapa teman menghubungi saya untuk menanyakan akurasi dari adegan-adegan horor yang ada di dalamnya. Mayoritas dengan nada bercanda tentu saja. Tapi tidak sedikit juga yang menyiratkan nada khawatir, kalau-kalau praktik-praktik seperti yang ada di film itu benar terjadi. Tenang, sejauh ini belum ada indikasi bahwa ritual di film →

  • Eid al-Fitr celebration #inthetimeofcoronavirus

    Every Eid celebration has its own story. And I will remember this year’s Eid al-Fitr (1441H/2020) as a very quiet and lonesome one, even for me who hasn’t been home for Eid for years. There was no communal Eid prayer in the morning. No family gathering. No friend visit. Nothing really special for a big →

  • Working from Home #inthetimeofcoronavirus

    There’s nothing new with the idea of working from home (WFH) for me. Especially after I moved to Sweden and doesn’t work full time anymore. My home is my working space. Along with library and cafe sometimes 😊 Even so, there’s something different with the concept of WHF lately. It’s about the reason behind it →