One of my highest-ever goals in my life is to continue my study to one of the top schools in economics in US, of course by getting scholarship. But, for a while I can’t keep thinking about the clean path to get into this school. How? I think it’s so difficult to get it because perhaps I am not a great student compared to other foreign students who have the same aims as me; I study in University of Indonesia which is relatively not well-known among other top universities in the world, which is an essential factor.
I can make analogy of this me getting into top school is like Bambang Pamungkas, which is one of the best of the best players in Indonesia, moving to Manchester United, which is one of the biggest club on earth.
And yet, I want to assure myself by upbringing possibility making analogy like Hidetoshi Nakata moving to AS Roma at that time so that I can have a little bit optimism…hahaha
Sunday, August 24, 2008
I Must Have the Same Endurance Like a Camel!
When I reread Heilbroner’s The Worldly Philosophers I was refreshed by this sentence, which reminds me of how hard it is to absorb some of great texts I ever read:
“Economic reading is…a veritable desert of dusty prose…The student of economics must be prepared for long journeys without a single refreshing sentence; it takes the endurance of a camel and the patience of a saint to finish some of the great texts”
Oh, I am really embarrassed finding how I seldom finish some of great texts…hahaha…Anyway, I’ll try to have great endurance as a camel has…Ironically, I find it difficult to absorb all of the aims of Heilbroner in this book since it uses sophisticated English, like in literature or something…Why so complex, Mr Heilbroner??
“Economic reading is…a veritable desert of dusty prose…The student of economics must be prepared for long journeys without a single refreshing sentence; it takes the endurance of a camel and the patience of a saint to finish some of the great texts”
Oh, I am really embarrassed finding how I seldom finish some of great texts…hahaha…Anyway, I’ll try to have great endurance as a camel has…Ironically, I find it difficult to absorb all of the aims of Heilbroner in this book since it uses sophisticated English, like in literature or something…Why so complex, Mr Heilbroner??
Saturday, August 23, 2008
My Biggest Fear!
It’s been observed that the biggest fear of human beings is death. Without ever reading it somewhere I must have known it. My everyday life has told a lot, the same message. I can see everywhere, from bottom to up of social strata, anywhere in Indonesia. I wonder why all of human beings find death so dreadful, while to some extents they find life so difficult to live. I haven’t dug the right soil to find what the right answer is. It’s too complicated; the riches who have abundant luxurious stuff and the poor who have nothing but friends (of course the former also have friends), have one thing in common, that is fear of death. Why??
However, not to be so presumptuous, so far death is not my biggest fear, even though I realize that I won’t see my family and friends again if I die. What my brain and my heart can think of and feel is fear of losing my idealism over something, like money. What my idealism for sure is, however, I can’t tell since I still look for it; sometimes I still perceive something different depending on who or what.
But one thing for sure right now that I can think of is I don’t want to lose my idealism, which I can’t tell, over money. I know someday I don’t know where this precious thing is; I know that it’s said that when you are 40, you are still concerning others, you have no brain assumed you already have your own family, because your own family is more precious than others; I know that if you care for others does not mean that they will care for you, and it would be moron to have faith in opposite way.
However, I like being a distinguished person; I like being different which I think it’s the coolest thing in the world so that I want to keep my faith in this whole doctrine that you should care for others, no matter what without being so foolish and not to suppress the urge to do so. I don’t want to become hypocrite, though, like my seniors, friends, and colleagues. I don’t want to hide behind the mask of doing generous things expecting praise while I do nothing but lie.
As for me, idealism is what makes a person a person, no matter what it is….That’s why I would keep this as long as I live…
However, not to be so presumptuous, so far death is not my biggest fear, even though I realize that I won’t see my family and friends again if I die. What my brain and my heart can think of and feel is fear of losing my idealism over something, like money. What my idealism for sure is, however, I can’t tell since I still look for it; sometimes I still perceive something different depending on who or what.
But one thing for sure right now that I can think of is I don’t want to lose my idealism, which I can’t tell, over money. I know someday I don’t know where this precious thing is; I know that it’s said that when you are 40, you are still concerning others, you have no brain assumed you already have your own family, because your own family is more precious than others; I know that if you care for others does not mean that they will care for you, and it would be moron to have faith in opposite way.
However, I like being a distinguished person; I like being different which I think it’s the coolest thing in the world so that I want to keep my faith in this whole doctrine that you should care for others, no matter what without being so foolish and not to suppress the urge to do so. I don’t want to become hypocrite, though, like my seniors, friends, and colleagues. I don’t want to hide behind the mask of doing generous things expecting praise while I do nothing but lie.
As for me, idealism is what makes a person a person, no matter what it is….That’s why I would keep this as long as I live…
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Happy So Belated Birthday My Beloved Country!!
It’s been 63 years since Soekarno-Hatta proclaimed that Indonesia was a sovereign country.. I know that I hadn’t been born by then, but I know a little what happened in progress before and after that proclamation.
It would be stale if you are just talking about whether Indonesia has already been sovereign or not because it just makes yourself indulged in this kind of boring discussion and, at last, plunge into the lazy habit of thinking about the future we have in front of us. No essential breakthrough so far, except KPK and absurd democracy since 1998. No looking forward just backward blaming globalization; no vision just shortsighted self-interest goals; no self consciousness just being selfish; no statesmen just greedy-idiot politicians; no anything required to build a powerful nation. No!! This is a kind of nightmare I have ever had. Indonesia is nothing, in the eyes of other nations.
Oh Indonesia, till when you will rise against your own chronic diseases. I know it would not be wise to just commemorate, and blame this horrible situation. It’s time to wake up and stand still. Like a piece of lyrics of my all-time favorite song, Cahaya Bulan
“…sudah waktunya berdiri mencari jawaban kegelisahan hati…”
Hidup Indonesia!! Happy 63rd birthday. Hopefully in the next twenty something years I could contribute something significant to this nation building…I hope my fellows also have this kind of dream because we are the hopes of this sick nation, if I may say so..
It would be stale if you are just talking about whether Indonesia has already been sovereign or not because it just makes yourself indulged in this kind of boring discussion and, at last, plunge into the lazy habit of thinking about the future we have in front of us. No essential breakthrough so far, except KPK and absurd democracy since 1998. No looking forward just backward blaming globalization; no vision just shortsighted self-interest goals; no self consciousness just being selfish; no statesmen just greedy-idiot politicians; no anything required to build a powerful nation. No!! This is a kind of nightmare I have ever had. Indonesia is nothing, in the eyes of other nations.
Oh Indonesia, till when you will rise against your own chronic diseases. I know it would not be wise to just commemorate, and blame this horrible situation. It’s time to wake up and stand still. Like a piece of lyrics of my all-time favorite song, Cahaya Bulan
“…sudah waktunya berdiri mencari jawaban kegelisahan hati…”
Hidup Indonesia!! Happy 63rd birthday. Hopefully in the next twenty something years I could contribute something significant to this nation building…I hope my fellows also have this kind of dream because we are the hopes of this sick nation, if I may say so..
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