Every day was once paradise.
I would wake and descend in
the solace of your bed.
We were raised to believe that
comfort is an act of self indulgence-
and that actions brought by
self realisation should be avoided.
I bring my focus to time alone.
I am not a product of he who made me.
I am simply a dweller
in the time he has made me.
I am entitled to uncontrollable
I rightly choose the words
that escape me.
The key is time.
The variable is choice.
Drinking green grass jelly syrup at a 'warung', a street food vendor.
My daughter was eating 'gulali' while holding her mom's 'es lilin'.
The warung is, unfortunately, placed in the middle of modern shopping mall.
A strange but interesting place for traditional food and market to survive.
Enak sigana ji, es naon eta teh?
Cingcau, guh. Piraku teu apal?
Haduh ji, geus lila teu nginum cingcau euy ji. Euweuh didieu mah. Ari panji teh geus balik deui ka bandung? Bisa nginum cingcau salobana atuh? Hehe..