Bed time story

Story telling is not much a toil for me, when that comes from my daughters that is. What is so hard about reading story on children magazine? That is different when I got to that “blindly”, without books and telling about things that I have no good memory of.

Coming home late from a gym for the first time in a year last night, my eldest daughter bombarded me with “Please, tell us story, daddy” classic line once I step in my bedroom. Without any pause I okayed the request and asked for the magazine although my muscles felt so tensed from the rigorous-first-time-iron pumping. To my surprise she said no to that and instead asked me to tell her story about UNICORN! Can you imagine? Telling story about unicorn while the only fact about unicorn is that the animal has one horn!

In that point of time I realize why Dubya just keep silent for 30 seconds and go on reading story to school children once he was told abot 9/11 mayhem. Story telling is activities that requires extra effort, even national securities need to be put aside…

But once we got on with story telling activity I could see that my daughters (her little sister, one the twins joining in) did not mind me bursting anything from my head, including that of my childhood memory of fairies, dwarves, and hidden treasures. Their eyes grew bigger in interests. Story was done, clients drifted to dreamland, the father exhausted, time to give the queen a massage…. Uweeeekk…!

Welcome 2005, farewell 2004…!

What a year, what an interesting year. Interesting? My words usually are limited to explain or describe something that is special, larger than life. 2004 was filled with amazing things, paradoxes, miracles, hopes, any other things, up to the very end of it.

Have you heard about Greece? Sure you have but surely not had you been asked in football sphere. But the Greeks made it to show the world that Gods do exist, in football world, at least; European champions in 2004. French? Naah… they don’t rule the football world, they only exist at Mac Donald’s.

Major combat was declared off in Iraq and afterwards the casualties from allied forces had been mounting over the number when the “war” was still on the go. Insurgents (why don’t we call them resistances? Don’t ask me why, I am not that familiar with dictionary, remember) fought with their hands and feet, literally. Civilian casualties were countless, nobody cares to count anymore, anyway they are only numbers.

Indonesians, yet again, was given a new symbol of hope following the failure of past hopes in the names of Gus Dur and Megawati. Former magnificent pair lost in political battle, one after another. Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono came up with all his charm and intelligence. We believe in his sincerity and integrity, yet he has to prove his ability to manage this almost magical country. He had put his stake, 100 days of trials and breakthrough, people should judge him by themselves, and these are what we had seen…. Numbers of accident in transportation sub sectors; trains, cars, ships, airplanes were involved in accidents that led to demise of thousands of innocent lives. Incentive was taken away from Petroleum producer, the logic behind was said to be that it was only enjoyed by big fish and the rich. What entails was not really unpredictable, price hike in consumption posts.

The amazing year could not be ended with lesser event, Tsunami disaster. In earlier day of it, officials mentioned hundreds of victims in Aceh (the worst part that got hit) now, I read more then 94,000 people lost their lives in Aceh excluding those died in North Sumatera, Thailand (many were Swedish), India, Eastern part of Africa, Sri Lanka and Bangladesh (seems that natural disasters never let them alone).

So far I recounted people’s story, how about individual ones? My life. The baby inside my wife’s tummy already writes a story of its own even before being born. Despite all, we determined to keep it. Losing a baby is way too much to bear, believe me in that.
C’est la vie.