Sunday, December 03, 2017

Tango

It takes two to tango. So if someone has a different idea, it is better to stop the dance rather makes the other falls.

Sunday, September 24, 2017

Rasa

Ketika kau menyukai seseorang, kadang kau ingin semesta tahu tentang apa yang kau rasa. Kau punya belasan alasan tentang mengapa kau jatuh cinta. Kau suka dengan tawanya, kau suka polahnya, kau suka dengan hal-hal konyol yang ia lakukan. Kau ingin membuat ia bahagia. Tapi meski kau tulus, kadang orang jatuh cinta dengan cara yang berbeda. Alasan yang kau rasakan tentang mengapa kau jatuh cinta tak selalu berlaku sama. Ada yang jatuh cinta lewat belasan detik yang menentukan segalanya. Pandangan mata yang betabrakan lebih lama dari seharusnya dan kau tahu hidupmu tak akan lagi sama. Lain orang lain kisah. Kau jatuh cinta pada ritual yang terbentuk karena sering bersama. Tak ada aba-aba, tak ada kata, semuanya mengalir begitu saja.

Begitu pula dengan sebuah akhir. Ketika seseorang sampai pada suatu titik dan memilih bahwa satu sama lain tidak menjadi prioritas bagi yang lainnya. Hubungan itu akan merenggang hingga akhirnya kau dan dia menjadi orang asing.

Sunday, September 10, 2017

Memilih

"Bagaimana mungkin aku beralih setelah semua perjuangan yang aku lakukan selama ini?"
"Tapi itu lucunya hidup bukan, kau tidak pernah tahu mana jalan yang terbaik. Kau mungkin saja merasa pilihan yang kini terbuka dihadapanmu sebagai sebuah distorsi atas jalan hidup yang selalu kau bayangkan, tapi siapa tahu keseluruhan hidupmu diperuntukan untuk saat ini, agar kau siap. Pada akhirnya, hidup itu bukan tentang bagaimana kau diberi kesempatan tapi tentang bagaimana kau memilih diantara kesempatan-kesempatan yang ada."
"Entahlah ..."
"Kau pernah jatuh cinta kemudian putus?"
"..."
"Bisa saja proses itu kau perlukan dalam hidupmu untuk menjadi lebih baik. Kau bahkan mungkin belajar hal-hal baru ketika bersamanya, hal-hal yang tetap kau tekuni meski tidak lagi bersamanya. Pada saat putus, kau mungkin merasa duniamu hancur, tapi mungkin itu cara hidup menjagamu agar kau memiliki kemampuan tertentu yang membuatmu berkembang."
"Kau membuatnya terdengar seperti relasi ekonomi, untung dan rugi."
"Tiap relasi dibangun berdasarkan perhitungan, sekurang-kurangnya tentang kerelaan untuk berbagi ruang pribadimu dengan orang lain, tapi arah argumenku lebih tentang masa depan. Apa yang kau anggap sebagai distorsi bisa terlihat sebagai sebuah skenario sempurna di masa depan. Kau membutuhkan tiap kepingan-kepingan hidup untuk menjadi dirimu yang utuh di masa depan."
"Seperti irisan-irisan dari masa lalu yang belakangan ini kau alami?"
"Iya seperti itu. Kau tidak pernah tahu bagaimana hal-hal random di masa lalu memiliki peran di masa depan. Everything happens for a reason."

Sunday, July 02, 2017

Yasmin

"Yasmin, kenalkan ini Bintang. If you want to translate your crazy ideas into codes, he is the one you are looking for. Bintang, Yasmin is a maverick. She studies many things, too many things for my liking. But I guess that is where her great unconventional ideas are coming from. I hope both of you can meet in the middle to make the projects work," ujar Dimas.
"Yasmin," ujarnya sambil mengulurkan tangan.
"Bintang," balas Bintang sambil menjabat tangan Yasmin.
"Mohon kerjasamanya."
"Likewise."

Perkenalan itu terjadi satu dekade silam dan sejak itu banyak hal terjadi di antara mereka. Their one word conversation to hours talking after office hours. Pekerjaan mereka menuntut keduanya untuk sering bersama dan seiring dengan berjalannya waktu, bersama menjadi sewajar bernapas. Bintang selalu ada Yasmin, dan sebaliknya, Yasmin untuk Bintang. Hingga suatu saat, ketika Bintang pergi tanpa kabar. Dan Yasmin memutuskan untuk mengganti suasana dan memilih berhenti dari kantor Dimas. Ia tak pernah lagi mendengar kabar dari keduanya hingga saat ini ...  

Friday, June 30, 2017

Hujan

"Aku suka bau hujan."
"Kamu bisa menciumnya dari tempat beratap?"
"Ah, kamu terlalu serius," ujarnya sambil cemberut meski turut melangkah.
"Nanti kalau kamu pilek, aku juga yang salah."
"Kok bisa?"
"Iya, nanti kamu bilang, 'bukannya mengingatkan, malah ikutan main di bawah hujan'."
"Ahaha, kata-kata yang terdengar seperti aku."
"Ya kan? Makanya ayo berteduh."

Ketika Jek berhenti berjalan, tak sengaja jemarinya menyentuh jemari Sar. Sar menarik jemarinya menjauh tapi ia membiarkan lengannya tetap di sana, merasakan hangat ditengah hujan yang menderas.

Monday, June 19, 2017

Past & Future

Rather than erasing the past, it is better to not creating the future, right?

Sunday, June 18, 2017

End

Life has a strange sense of humor. When she thought everything finally fell on the right track, he decided to end their relationship. She expected to feel empty or even betrayed, but strangely, she felt right. She tried to remember good memories but all she managed to think was arguments. Their latest routines together felt more mechanic than natural. They tried to hold on to something that no longer exist. She wandered when the feeling started to turn cold but she found it difficult to grasp the last time she missed him only for the sake of looking at him and not for asking him to move dirty plates or to turn the volume down.

She lost her balance. But probably for all the wrong reasons.

Thursday, June 08, 2017

Alice

Alice: Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?
The Cheshire Cat: That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.
Alice: I don't much care where.
The Cheshire Cat: Then it doesn't much matter which way you go.
Alice: ...So long as I get somewhere.

-- Lewis Caroll, Alice in Wonderland


Thursday, April 13, 2017

Rasa

Andai rasa sejalan dengan logika, mungkin hidupnya takkan serumit ini. Jatuh cinta pada orang yang memiliki keinginan serupa. Menjadikan beda sebagai warna dan bukan dalih untuk tidak bersama. Hal yang paling ia rindukan dari sendiri mungkin tiadanya ruang untuk mengungkapkan rasa. Karena meski semesta tahu melalui pinta yang ia bisikan pada udara, ia senang melihat perubahan raut wajah dia ketika mendengar kata sayang terucap dari bibirnya.

Thursday, April 06, 2017

Sweets

When tasting one makes you wanting more ...

Ruang Rasa

Belakangan ini aku baru menyadari bagaimana kenangan terikat pada jejak fisik. Tulisan, dokumen, lagu dan benda-benda yang terikat pada suatu masa kala semuanya berbeda. Irisan dengan jejak tersebut membawa sedikit sendu, akan sesuatu yang tak lagi menjadi bagian keseharian. Tapi mungkin itulah yang menarik dengan rasa karena meski ingatan bekerja dengan fungsi kontinu, rasa bekerja secara diskrit dan biner. Kau mungkin saja masih mengingat sebuah peristiwa tapi perasaanmu terhadap peristiwa itu sudah tak lagi sama. Begitupula rasa terhadap orang-orang yang ada didalamnya. Rasa yang dulu ada, kini berganti rasa biasa. Kau bisa membicarakan kenangan itu layaknya menonton sebuah episode film, kau tak lagi emosional.

Saturday, March 25, 2017

Amnesia

Pekan lalu penyedia surat elektronik yang acap aku gunakan mengabarkan bahwa kotak suratku sudah terlampau penuh. Surat elektronik baru tak bisa lagi masuk. Karena enggan memilah satu persatu dan membuka kotak Pandora bernama kenangan, akhirnya aku memilih cara cepat, menghapus semua sent items. Entah kenapa ada banyak surat di kotak masuk yang turut terhapus, percakapanku dengan almarhum pak Samaun, surat dengan beberapa profesor dan surat-surat pribadi yang aku biarkan ada. Membiarkan mereka ada memberiku rasa nyaman untuk alasan yang tidak terjelaskan. Menjadi bagian dari sejarah, tercatat, tapi tidak untuk dibuka.

Mungkin sudah saatnya surat-surat itu tak lagi menjadi bagian dari kotak suratku. Membiarkan jejak fisik hilang dan mungkin dengan sedikit keberuntungan, turut menghapus jejak dalam ingatan. Amnesia atas beberapa kenangan yang kadang menyeruak tanpa bisa aku cegah. Menimpa satu kenangan dengan kenangan lain yang lebih baru. Melangkah ke depan.

Monday, March 20, 2017

Pada Suatu Masa

Kala 'kita' masih memiliki makna. Saat menatap matanya mengirimkan sejuta kupu-kupu ke perutmu dan kau merasa dunia penuh warna. Ketika kau mengenali seseorang dari kejauhan karena geraknya menjadi bagian dari dirimu sendiri. Kau menjadi terikat pada suatu ritual. Kau dan dia yang melebur menjadi kita. Murammu tiada kala bersamanya. Resah tenggelam ketika dia memancarkan kesedihan dan yang ingin kau lakukan adalah menjadi lebih baik, untukmu dan terutama, untuknya. Karena bahagiamu adalah bahagianya.

Thursday, March 16, 2017

Kemala

Entah kenapa ia tak pernah percaya pada hal yang sempurna. Ia lebih menyukai buku yang agak mengembang karena telah dibaca daripada buku rapih di etalase toko. Menurutnya, sempurna itu dingin. Dan itulah yang ia rasakan pada Ikra, semua kriteria yang ia bayangkan ada pada seorang pria ada pada Ikra. Ia menawarkan kemapanan, rasa aman, cerdas dan tampan. Sebuah gambaran akan sempurna. Tapi entah kenapa semua hal itu tak membuatnya merasa yakin. Ketika bertemu dengannya ia merasa nyaman tapi ia tak menantikan saat untuk bertemu dengannya lagi. Kalau ada kata yang tepat menggambarkan relasi mereka, mungkin efisien adalah kata yang tepat. Dunia mereka banyak beririsan. Teman-teman Ikra menyukai Kemala dan sebaliknya. Mereka sangat fungsional bersama, namun ia merasa hampa.

Hidup seharusnya sederhana. Ikuti logika dan semuanya akan baik-baik saja. Ambil keputusan-keputusan strategis dan ia akan jauh dari tangis. Tapi semua pemahaman ini tetap tak meyakinkannya untuk berlabuh. 

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Tentang Rasa

Entah bagaimana perbincangan yang mulanya tentang pekerjaan beralih menjadi tentang rasa. Tentang bagaimana jatuh cinta bisa terasa menyesakkan. Kala salah satu pihak berhenti berusaha, memilih titik alih-alih koma. Dan bahagia menjadi kata yang begitu membingungkan karena apa yang kau inginkan menjadi seperti belati baginya. Tajam dan menyakitkan. Pada akhirnya membebaskan merupakan satu-satunya cara untuk mempertahankan kewarasanmu dan mengembalikan ceria pada wajahnya. Karena mulanya itulah yang membuatmu jatuh cinta, wajah ceria dia.

Apa yang salah? Hal-hal kecil yang dulu menjadi perekat kini menjadi berat. Kau mencoba bertahan tapi rasa itu telah padam. Raut wajahnya yang senantiasa tersenyum ketika melihat dirimu menunggunya kini tiada. Perbincangan tak lagi sama. Binar dan tawa tergantikan luka dan hal-hal teknis yang harus diselesaikan. Bagaimana kau bisa bertahan jika saat kau memandangnya yang kau lihat adalah luka yang menganga?

Saturday, March 11, 2017

Dance

"What do you want?"
"Does it make sense if I tell you, I'll know it once I find it."
"Is this a sort of looking for a missing piece?"
"Initially I thought that is how it supposes to work, to find a person who can complete me. But if you taking that type of analogy, it means you build your assumption on a static relation. You have a list of criteria on what you want from a partner and vice versa. Compatibility is being valued based on a checklist on how the criteria match. But a relation is something dynamic, you try to make it works. It is more like a dance rather a piece of puzzle. In dancing, both you and your partner try to adjust each other's strengths and weaknesses to create a beautiful choreography, whereas in a puzzle, you kind of start from the end since you already know the type of picture you want to achieve."
"So for you the most important thing is commitment since everything else is a process?"
"Unfortunately no. Similar with a dance partner, some persons are just not meant to be. There is no scientific explanation for this, but since this about heart, you have to follow what your heart told you."
"You don't believe in a list. Are you suggesting dating? How do you know then?"
"I do not think dating is the answer. For me dating is like a Zeno's Paradox, each time you think you know the person better, the more you find out some new things about the person. The process is indefinite. The other thing about dating is that it involves feelings, which once it ends, is devastating."
"So how do you know?"
"By talking face to face for hours and looking the other person straight to the eyes. I need to know whether I can trust the person or not."

Sunday, March 05, 2017

Dia

Bagaimana jika ini bukan tentang apa tapi tentang rasa? Tentang bagaimana hal-hal kecil yang tidak pernah kau pikirkan sebelumnya menjadi satu-satunya kepastian dalam hidupmu. Tentang senyumnya yang membuatmu merasa semua baik-baik saja, tatapan mata yang membuatmu merasa aman dan hanya dengan melihat wajahnya, kau tahu kau berada di tempat yang tepat. Ketika kau menemukannya, kau akan tahu. Tanpa penjelasan, tanpa kata-kata. Sebuah pemahaman yang dikirimkan semesta untukmu begitu saja.

Friday, March 03, 2017

Good bye


You deserve to have so much more 
I can feel your heart and I sympathize 
And I'll never criticize all you've ever meant to my life

Thursday, March 02, 2017

Rasa

Kutitip rasa pada hujan yang mengguyurku kala senja
Aku harap ia segera reda

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Rupa

Salah satu pemandangan yang senantiasa menghangatkan hati adalah perubahan rupa. Wajah dengan tatapan cemas yang perlahan melembut setelah orang yang ditunggunya tiba. Raut yang mulanya melekuk ke bawah perlahan tertarik ke atas. Dunia yang mulanya muram perlahan tiada. Sama halnya ketika melihat orang yang jalan bergegas kemudian mendapatkan pesan yang membuatnya tersenyum. Langkahnya perlahan melambat, seolah tak ingin melewatkan hal-hal kecil dalam hidup ini ketika ia melangkah terlalu cepat. Tetes air di dedaunan kala hujan telah reda, kucing kecil yang tengah bermain dan manusia lain dengan kehidupannya masing-masing.

Mahasiswa bergerombol. Tingkat satu, pikirnya. Muda mudi yang tampak tenggelam dalam dunia mereka sendiri. Tawa lepas. Kemudian wajah-wajah serius di perpustakaan menjelang waktu ujian. Kala semesta mewujud dalam soal-soal ujian yang menentukan hidup beberapa tahun ke depan. IPK tinggi, melamar pekerjaan impian dan melanjutkan langkah menuju masa depan. Hanya saja hidup kadang tak sesederhana itu. Perlu banyak improvisasi dan bahkan jika semuanya berjalan sesuai rencana, kosong kadang tetap menyapa.

Kenangan? Perlahan menjadi ingatan samar. Orang datang silih berganti. Komunitas berbeda dari yang menundukan pandangan hingga cium pipi. Ia pernah menjadi bagian dari keduanya. Sudahkah ia terlalu banyak berubah? Sudahkah ia lupa tentang apa yang pernah ia inginkan?

Tak ada jawaban.

Monday, February 20, 2017

The School

I thought by joining the school, it would give me a peace of mind, but boy, I could not have been more wrong. Compatibility is one of the issues and yesterday, one of the presenters said that there is a research that said the introduction system ends with split due to lack of communication. In this case, mentoring system may be better since you have a homogeneous group in the system, while the school allows heterogeneous people to enter the system. Anyway, despite all those things, what important to have a pure intention: to do it the right way.

If you want to test whether you are religious or not, try to go abroad where you are a minority. See whether you have the courage to do strange things such as finding a corner to pray, to say no when people offer you alcohol or to be picky about food. See whether you will still do all that when your crush ask you out. When you able to do that, you have this feeling of protectiveness of doing things right and also a soft spot for minority. So I am kind of done with dating, while I am still not sure about the school mechanism.

Wednesday, February 08, 2017

The Inevitable

"You know that you are only avoiding the inevitable, right?"
"Do you think being happy is wrong?"
"Yes, if it means you only sharpen a knife that will make you bleed deeper ..."
"But if I stop it now, I will be sad, while no one know what may happen in the future."
"You are only entertaining the impossible."
"But that's the great thing of possibility, right? A space for hope."
"Did not you learn anything from probability, some things are meant to have a low success rate. That's statistic."
"And there is always someone who hit the jackpot against all the odds."
"And you expect to hit the jackpot?"
"Not necessarily, no. The thing is if I stop right now, I know it is going to break me, while if I continue, there is a possibility to have a different end."
"Yeah, one day of crying versus months of crying, sounds very promising my dear."
"Or months of being happy and one day of crying since I know that things should end that way."
"I am not sure whether you are a genius or a total idiot."
"Let's say I am a dreamer."

La La Land

I never thought that the word love can be so devastating but there it was ...

Mia: "I'm always gonna love you."
Seb: "I'm always gonna love you, too."

And then they chose to go to their separate paths.

Darn, you La La Land, you made me cry!

Saturday, February 04, 2017

Recommendation Letter

To whom it may concern.

I thank you for your effort and courage in submitting a proposal. I really appreciate it.

However, I am afraid I could not get you on my pokemon team. I think that your ideal pokemon training is different than ours. In that case, I recommend you to join another team of your benefit so you may develop your talent in a better ecosystem.

I believe this is my team's final decision. I wish you success on your future as a pokemon trainer.

Kind regards

Thursday, February 02, 2017

Chemistry

"Am I allowed to say no for the lack of chemistry?"
"But how do you know whether both of you have chemistry or not?"
"By talking ... to see whether it may work or not, to see whether I can be myself around him, to be silly ..."
"I am not sure you can do it through this path but there is no harm in trying."

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Blank Page

"You are crying."
"He said sorry couple days ago.  I had no idea what he was  referring back then, but now I understand. And still, I feel crappy."

Friday, January 27, 2017

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Sunday, January 22, 2017

Curiousity

"Finishing the curiosity, ending the attraction, that is how it works, right?"
"I am not sure."

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Stranger

One of the things that I love from meeting a stranger is the absence of attributes. We can talk like a human being for the sake of our attitudes and not for our religion, skin color or degree. I am wondering whether we can just be human, people who want to enjoy each other company without being judged for our attributes?

The presence of application-based transportation allows me to meet drivers from various backgrounds. There are various stories: the middle class group who seeks for additional income after exercise at the gym, a colleague student who need additional income to support his study, a driver with a television in his car and was familiar with the network of gangs in many cities in Indonesia or full time drivers who shift their job from conventional taxi.

Once I left the car, the driver and I become a stranger again. Two people who won't greet each other once our lives intersect in the street. However, within the half-hour drive, we are close to what people call friend: a person who listen to your stories.

Invitation

A news greeted me this morning, an invitation from my friend's friend.
"It is ironic," she said, "after what he and I been through, he chose to be with somebody else."
I do not know what to say since I am surely not an expert in love-related matter. Maybe, what happen is for the best since one once told me that if things are meant to be, then the universe will conspire to make it happens and if not then probably, it is never meant to be. But then, it is impossible to say that to my friend.

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Burned

When you start crossing some lines
And you are no longer sure of where you stand

Friday, January 06, 2017

Soliloquy

"Jadi sekarang kamu mau apa?"
"I don't know. Everything feels like falling apart, nothing seems right."
"Come on, it's not that bad. You have your degree, you still have a job, an income, you are still the privilege one, living so long with a scholarship. It's payback time."
"You know that I got the scholarship extension after the system has been criticized for its low success rate, don't you? So it's nothing such as free lunch. It's always quid pro quo."
"So what do you want?"
"I am thinking to do a post-doc. Leaving this bloody situation."
"Running away again?"
"What if being a gypsy is the only survival mechanism I can live with? My only way to be happy ... Contrary to what I say whenever I try to convince myself to stay, I cannot do it."
"..."
"Even the last movie I watched was crappy."
"AADC? Oh boy, you are hopeless."
"Am I? Maybe. I do not know. I mean seriously, after 9 years without news, he was able to get Cinta back with no sweat. The reason he returned to Indonesia was to meet his mother and even then, he was the one who left Cinta and made Cinta traveled all the way to the US. True, Rangga gave Cinta space to think but I don't think she deserves someone who treated her that way."
"Are you familiar with the term 'fiction'? The actors were being paid to do what the director said. Unless you want to make it personal ..."
"No, it's nothing like that. It's crap, everything is crappy. Career, love and even the movie."
"And all that give you a justification to look for a post doc?"
"I think so."

Tuesday, January 03, 2017

New Journey

One of the reasons I have not published any of my PhD defense pictures is to savor the feeling. Being a PhD student was liberating and nice. Somehow, you have supervisors who would protect you from being too chaotic, which means basically you could explore all the knowledge out there as you pleased (surely, this was taken from my point of view). Passing that phase means that you lose the protection and in a way, it’s a bit scary or even boring. I hope this year will lead me to a new interesting journey. So here is one of the nicest thing you get when you graduate from the Netherlands: laudatio from your supervisor.

Let me begin in true European academic style by quoting some Latin: in medias res as a governing metaphor for Yuti’s PhD and for her life, at least the little of her life that I had the privilege to share. So Yuti, you are always in the middle of things, always entangled in your thoughts, things and in difficult concepts you love experimenting with. You manage to entangle yourself in the tiniest of things such as tomato seeds and saplings, little origami toys, the difference between 1 million and 1 million and 1, and so on. Of course living as entangled as you, it can sometimes become disorganised. It turns out that you’ve had 7 of your bikes stolen over the course of your PhD. But perhaps there is something else that is hiding under that surface of disorganisation. Something that is tied in with you as a person who is by default generous, not driven by self-interest. So I wondered if you’ve been calling out to people walking on the street: hey do you need a bike? Or want to make some money perhaps by selling this one here?

You have been in medias res for a long time, having lived in the middle of places and things, between different corners of the world. You are a true cultural hybrid, much like me, but (very importantly!) you are a happy hybrid. You were born in Indonesia but as a small kid of 3 moved to the Netherlands where your father did his PhD in Mechanical Engineering (at Delft). Your mother also has a PhD, but from Montpellier in France. You ended up living for four years in the Netherlands as a small kid, but stayed true to your happy hybridity by only learning a few funny words in Dutch such as snoepje, chocolaatjes, koekjes, dropje, zoetje. All sweet diminutives. It is no wonder then that everybody thinks that you are so sweet (including my two little monster-boys who adore you and one of them who is especially fond of you has his 5th birthday today, coinciding with the date of your public defense). So 1st of June has auspicious written all over it, at least for me and now for you too Yuti. Or so I guess.

Now, much of that sweet dimunitive Dutch did surely rub on to you in another way too. But that story starts with the colour green. Your mother requires you to eat green things everyday (and you are only allowed one pack of instant noodles in a week – I ended up imposing that rule on my kids too!). Obviously we all know what mothers mean when they say ‘make sure to eat your greens, everyday!’ You, on the other hand, Yuti have another talent that I didn’t yet speak of, which is that of ‘creative interpretation’. So you creatively interpret ‘eat your greens’ to mean ‘green candies’, consistent with her sweet demeanour.

You are not only the first PhD student I have worked with, you have also been an invaluable friend for many years now. As the great Indonesian writer, Pramoedya Ananta Toer, has said: “It is critical for people to have friends, friendships without self-interest. Without friends, life is too lonely.” You have been such a friend without self-interest for me and many others in this room. So I am sure a lot of people in this room will share this feeling that we will miss you in the future. As one of these friends mentioned to me this morning, we will miss the twinkle in your eyes, the naughtiness hiding underneath your smile (just like the grin of the Cheshire cat that you so love!), the beautiful mess of life underneath the neat order of your mathematical training, and a multitude of colours on your academic palette that only really rewards monochromatic visions. So I (we?) sincerely hope that you will continue to visit Holland, perhaps come back as post-doc(?). Holland is after all your second home.

Conversely, I also hope that Holland will always remain welcoming of you and others with diverse backgrounds, especially those arriving after traversing some very precarious routes, even if the current breed of Dutch politicians is intent on shutting down the borders (this situation will probably only get worse if and when the leader of the so-called Freedom Party becomes the Dutch prime minister). But optimists we must remain, also to resist this closing down of territories. To continue to subvert our troubled history of colonial and racist connections, turn it into a good thing by bringing to Holland more companions as sweet and as brilliant as you, Yuti!

De-taming

"... What does that mean-- 'tame'?" asked the Little Prince. "It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. ...