Jakarta's sway...

Jakarta's sway
'Tis just like that of young females' hips
Everyone is eager to see or even feel them...

Jakarta, my beloved city, a place where I was born. It is so dynamic, progressive, modern, and... and... it is limping.

Wherever one saw some info featuring my city, one will not fail to see nice buildings, luxury cars passing by on a wide roads, glimmering lamp lights at night, people with optimistic smile in their business dresses.

But wait, lo and behold! Where are those rusty city buses weaving their ways in crowded street? Where are those petit-hell-angel drivers on their motorbikes? Where are small kiosks selling everyting along the street? Where are beggars, street hawkers, street singers? Where are they? Seems that the city administrator's hard work does make it to make the city's problem out of sight, yes, out of sight.

On the other hand, the administrator doesn't even have to sweat to cover pictures of public room from the feature, because? They are simply not there. Jakartans can just marvel on NY's central parks. Jakartans can just dream about sports fields, open space for people to merely sit, read, walk with their children and lovers. People don't have enough room to move about and trained their bodies. People did have a public open room in city center, but they have to make room for royal deer brought down from Presidential Palace in Bogor, the city administrator think that only those animal have the right to enjoy such a beautiful and strategic space.

No wonder, I, the connoisseur of female beauty, will not spend my precious seconds in life to see those young Jakartan female hips, a glance is enough for those untrained physique.