Monthly Archives: June 2008
Mobile Phone Incident
Being engaged with all excitement of plans, good progress news and uplifting work atmosphere, we left our mobile phone on a pub table as we’re moving out and… as the chance always likely be: we lost that one!
Not too bad for that day, though, since there was a clear balance between the good expectation we achieved and unexpected hassle we encountered: losing our mobile phone. It is much easier to be cool in accepting the situation.
Still, admittedly it is ‘disaster’. At its simplest, we lost some un-backed up phone number data in the phone. And the other worry is: missing a chance of any potential calls that may ease up our way towards the work we’re building, at least until we’ve got the replacement SIM card that may takes around a week by post.
Having control of our life is a drive of our engagement with technologies. As it is becoming a habit, dependency has been well built, and a day is felt unfull and incomplete without their accompanies.
We don’t think this ritual is good practice of being thankful for the beauty of life we face everyday (no matter how bad it may be). There must be so much other offers out there without them necessarily be by our side.
Enforcing our mind to see the bright side of the incident, we take this chance as a retreat, being bit primitive without mobile phone on our hand, and just enjoy the offers of the nature in different way for couple days.
Losing mobile phone never be the end of the world.
A Sachet of Miso Soup, A spray of Beautiful Love.
To cut this great story short, let us share this simple version:
At the end of working shift, our barista always provide a cup of drink to accompany the journey home. Our friendly daily conversation; “So, how about today… Hot Chocolate or Miso Soup?” (since those two are our favourite ones , even actually we can choose any from wide range of coffees and teas as well). It is getting intense around 15 minutes toward the end of the shift , ‘difficult’ decision that being considered until last minute, as we’d like to have both. And, today decision was Hot chocolate. As usual he made and packed it inside the paper carrier bag. On the way home, as we’d like to sip it, we unexpectedly found also an unopened sachet of miso soup in the bag. Such a surprise!
That’s it, the simple story of the day.
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No, really it is much more than a simple story. It has been such a spray of love that painted up the day into beautiful colourful experience.
Let us list some of them: We are definitely touched by the way he paid attention to unnecessary small detail of us. Such a friend we have, one who cares who we are and what we like to have. We didn’t ask, we didn’t expect, but it seemed that he knew that having it would make our day bit better. We are ‘survivor’, perhaps nothing big we can offer to the others in the world (yet, as we wish we could), but he decided to offer his portion of small ‘the only’ thing he had : a Miso Soup sachet. Life is tough sometime, and the smile of the surprise we encountered had brightened up the day. It is fun entertainment as well at the end of tiring day session, imagining his figure accompanying the journey home, telling us the surprise : “Hi there, have this miso soup as extra, make it by yourself when you get home.”
The list can go on. A small thing has worked beyond itself. At very least, the feel of his sincere to share his life with us has been so moving. A sachet of Miso Soup, invaluable share of love.
To Robert, thank a lot for the surprise! (no need to ask, we absolutely have stirred the sachet with the hot water, … and drink it!)
The call, again.
Last night : the screening of ‘Aceh Recovers’, a production of Dogeared Films that we by chance were drawn to be involved in some stage of its production.
Technically, we’re pretty impressed by the final edit on the screen. Considering the footages/rushes we saw months ago, we think Claire, the director, found a nice way to work on them, sharing some points of stories of the materials to the audiences. Really, we don’t think it is easy.
No matter what, for some reason we are proud to take a part of its production, as it is something about our home country. It is a little of satisfaction of being able to contribute something that may be useful, little bit directly for the people there.
Deep in our heart, that night was just another call from our home land, touching our long of taking a bigger part of its development, for the people: family, friends and anyone.
Unfortunately, life really never be simple and straightforward, and …we are here, striving, can’t wait for the moment to fully answer the call.