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Angelina Sondakh, and A Bunch of Golf Balls

Sometimes we all feel that 24 hours a day is just not enough. Sometimes we feel the urge to solve each and every problem we have in life. I’ve been feeling this lately and seems like I can’t do much about it, except to wait, surrender, to accept the fact that..

you’re just like any other human being with limited capabilities, and sometimes there are things that you can’t solve, no matter how hard you try..

Could this be how Angelina Sondakh feels right now?

My father is dead, and now my mom is going to jail.. (Tempointeraktif.com)

All of this reminds me to a story of a college professor, a big jar or mayonnaise, a bunch of golf balls, some marbles, a box of sand and a bottle of wine. I found this lovely and inspiring story again yesterday, after browsing through my old bookmarks.

Once upon a time, a college professor brought a big (but empty) mayonnaise jar, and he throw golf balls into it until the jar is full. “Is it full now? ” he asked to his students. “Yes, it is” they replied. Then, he poured the jar with marbles, shook it a little bit and they filled the empty holes between the golf balls. “Is it full now?” he asked his students again. “Yes, it is” they replied.

beautiful marbles.. (google images)

Next, the professor took a box of sand and slowly poured it to the jar, leaving it with no room for anything else. He then poured a couple glass of wine, and began to explain what the experiment is all about.

This jar, is your life. The golf balls, are the things in your life that matters the most. Your family, friends, your passion and your health.

If everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The marbles are essential for your life, like your job, your car, your house. The sands are everything else, small stuffs.

If you put the sand into the jar first, there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.

The same goes for your life: If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

Got the point?

Let me make it more simple. It’s okay if you’re jobless, as long as you’re healthy, surrounded by family and friends who love you, and you can still follow your passion to write blogs. You got your golf balls. But if you’re a rich person without anyone who love you, then there’s obviously something wrong with your life. Go fix it.

Now back to Angelina Sondakh. If only she was using the above guidance to determine what’s really important in her own life, perhaps she can avoid all the trouble she must face today. As a woman, as a person, she had the golf balls (her family, friends, her “Puteri Indonesia” title) and the marbles (her political career, her luxurious house, some cars), all of them are more than enough to give her a full, complete, life.

But then, she threw the golf balls and the marbles out of the jar, and make room for a 1,5 billion Rupiahs worth of sand.

Wrong choice, Angie.. (www.bacadulu.com)

And now she must deal with the consequences.

When something bad happened to our marbles, like when we lost our job, somebody stole our car, or when our house is on fire, we can still be grateful because we still have our golf balls. But sometimes things can go wrong with your golf balls. You can be sick, you can lost people you love, etc. At these times, I don’t believe gratitude can make anyone happy.

But in the case of Angelina Sondakh, seems like she had forgotten which are her golf balls, which are her marbles, which are her sand. Which things really matter and are sufficient to make her grateful, and which are the small stuff that she’s not supposed to be thinking (or make as priority).

I’m going to keep in mind now, that I, too, have my golf balls. My parents, sisters, husband, son, friends, my health, my blog as my passion, and even my in-laws. I got my marbles: my job, my motorbike, my house (though I have to pay the mortgage), and all of these things are supposed to be enough to make me grateful and enjoy my life.

These are the things that matters the most.

Have you got yours? (Google Images)

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You, Me, and Corruption

Nelson Mandela once said, “It is what we make out of WHAT WE HAVE, not what we are given, that separates one person from another.” And I agree, because for me, a real hero is someone who can liberate themselves using what they have in front of them, no matter how poor their conditions are. With a very limited resource such as poverty, sickness, and disabilities, these people are not ‘dreaming’ for changes, but they do something to change their own situation. And quite often, they eventually change other people’s lives too.

But yesterday when scrolling through my ‘freshly-made’ Google+‘ account and shared this article, I received a comment from a friend saying “the government sucks.” The article was taken from The Jakarta Post and it popped the question on whether or not ‘corruption’ can be considered as a good fortune (rejeki) by the people who were involved with it. I began to think, that maybe corruption is more than just a problem we have with the government, but perhaps it has touched our own culture and sub-conscious mind.

In order to make it disappear, perhaps we all need to think like Mandela. If we’re sick of corruption, we must start the fight with what we HAVE instead of waiting for the government to change. With poor implementation on our legal system, more fugitives are escaping to other countries and making excuses to the media. The last thing we need right now is for our ‘noble’ government to become an example. And surely, we don’t need their help to eliminate the “corrupted mind-set” which has grown in our culture.

What we need right now, is more people supporting each other to liberate themselves from the habit of ‘waiting for a change’ to start ‘creating a change.’ Sure, we all know that the government sucks, but instead of spreading posters on the social network to remind people about it, we definitely need something else inspiring and less provocative. If we want to create a brand-new generation, we have these heroes who have started their quest and succeed. They are our inspiration, and if we want to follow their path we better start by changing our own attitude and believe in our own capabilities. Just like what Dr Michael Leksodimulyo said, “everyone is born equal..”

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Questioning The Highly Debated “Temporary Marriage” in Iran

I just read a shocking article by a fellow IMO-Blogger Hatef Mokhtar, about the “temporary marriage” system which was legalized by the government of one of the most religious country in the world: Iran. According to Iran’s minister, Moustafa Pourmohammadi, “This temporary marriage is a solution to meet the sexual desire of the youth and provide legitimate access to sex.” It will also decrease street prostitution, and the marriage certificate can help men to avoid being arrested by Iranian “moral police” whenever they’re being caught having intimacy with a woman whom they’re not legally married to.

What on earth were they thinking…?

Aren’t we suppose to keep a marriage lasts forever? And what will the words on their akad nikah vows? Because the vows are sacred, and it guarantees the well-being of the wife, while temporary marriage are solely for sexual fulfillment.

When I was married, it was not considered legitimate until the moment of “akad nikah” (marital vows). At this process, my father shook my husband-to-be’s hand, and said “Herewith I marry you to my daughter bla bla bla…” This vow was not just meaningless words.

This is the point where all responsibilities are transferred, from my father to my future husband. Now all duties that concerned my well-being are no longer in my father’s hands, but have become my husband’s obligations.

The akad nikah process was not finish until my future husband replied with: “I accept to marry you daughter by the name of bla bla bla..” (CMIIW) which means that he has accepted the responsibility which was given by my father to him. This process was not just done in front of the muhdin, the witnesses, and the whole guests, but most importantly: this vow was declared in front of God.

This simple (yet sacred) foundation of ‘transferred responsibility’ in the akad nikah process clearly explains what are the role and obligations of a husband, and what rights a wife must have/demand. And this is what marriage is all about! Two people living a life together and taking care of each other, hopefully for the rest of their lives. But in the case of ‘temporary-marriage’ you can choose the term from 1 hour to 99 years. The longer the term, the more money you’re going to pay.

I really don’t understand those men in Iran and their government-approved “temporary marriage” system. What could possibly be the purpose of it again? If the reason is poverty which kept young people from being married, how much does it cost to invite a muhdin and buy 2 marital books to legalize your ‘full-time marriage’ ? But if the reason was to sneak around and enjoying prostitution, well then I rest my case. It’s a shame to use ‘marriage‘ which is suppose to be sacred, as an excuse for male’s sexual desires and their inability to control it.

Well, temporary marriage may save you from being caught by the moral police when you were f***king some women, and you may have escaped the punishment of hundreds of lashes scourging, but I really hope that those false-hypocritical temporary-marriage certificates will give you first-class exclusive flight, along with a VVIP seat and the best view available..  in hell.

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A Normal Life: Me Mocking The Government of Indonesia

Being a blogger has taught me to be honest in everything I wrote. And right now I’m going tell you the truth: we can no longer rely on the government to give us a normal life. We don’t have access to normal education, normal health institution, normal television programs with normal people in it. Our education system sucks, our TV stations are delivering unimportant news, and more people are talking about Malinda Dee’s huge boobs instead of paying attention to what we can learn from the case, and avoid being a victim in the future.

The rest of my story is not important, because I’m going to share things that I hate which I have written over and over again for several times. You are excused to leave, but I’ll love you if you stay with me and laugh together.

Let’s face it. How can we create a smart generation without a proper education system? But talking about the flaws of our education system is overrated. It’s not going to change anything. For us who live in big cities and raised by parents who cared enough about our education and have the money for it, getting into college was not that hard, right? All we have to do is be present in every class and if we’re lucky, after 4 years we can get our Bachelor Degree. If we’re not so lucky, maybe it will take us 8 years. Will it guarantee us to get a decent job with a good salary? Of course NOT. Who are you kidding here?!

For the less-fortunate who can only finish high school, they can always work and hope for life to be kind on them. Some can pursue their dream to be the next Teuku Wisnu, acting side-by-side with Shireen Sungkar or Nikita Willy. Because no matter how destructive it may seems, there’s no way that sinetrons are ever (I repeat, e-ver!) going to vanish from our beloved television screen. Don’t worry if you have a “mediocre look” because our entertainment industry no longer gives a damn, as long as you can upload your video on YouTube dancing like Briptu Norman. Girls, you don’t have to be pretty, because when you’re playing as a pocong nobody can see your real face. You only have to master the act of jumping and ngesot-ing, or washing your hair like the latest version of pocong movies.

Where the hell is Mr Tifatul Sembiring and all his powerful disciples on the Menkominfo department when we need him?!

So you see where this is going? It doesn’t matter what the government do, or in general, it doesn’t matter what other people are doing, because the situation is not going to change anytime soon. We are not going to have an education system like the one in Finland who pays high respect to teachers and their careers, because here in Indonesia, teachers are struggling with their own debts and no money to pay it. Why are they receiving low salaries? We all know the reason, it’s because the people on the house of representatives can not work before their new building is ready. Please understand, they receive salary not less than 10 million rupiah/month, they are equipped with fancy cars, the last thing they need is an awful office in the form of a green bug! And we’re asking for a special budget for education?

Education budget? What education budget? We already give BOS to every public schools! You know, BOS is the funds that being corrupted by the principals and province government!?

Now look at me making fun of our nation’s tragedy. Criticizing and not providing any solution. Well, what can a solution do if nobody is supporting it? I’m just kidding, I’ll talk about some solutions in other time. Sorry, shame on me! But you know what, I forgive the government for failing and neglecting their promises. I forgive their messy priorities, their awkward rule on internet and BlackBerry censorship, and how they never settle the dispute between FPI and the-rest-of-Indonesian-people. Yes, I forgive them. I understand their burden in governing this diverse country, and it’s not their fault for have abandoned Bhinneka Tunggal Ika, UUD 1945 and Pancasila. I’m sure they didn’t do it on purpose. They have a lot on their minds, bomb threats are emerging, they can’t go to Bali for a vacation due to enormous garbage on the beach, our state intelligence body (BIN) didn’t find anything on Twitter, and Citibank is being a bad bad boy.

Please don’t take this seriously, people.. This is just me, complaining and making fun of my own misery.. Sorry for not providing any pics or links, I’m too lazy and you can search on Google yourself..

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