Yesterday, I read a blog post by Joel Sorin entitled “Sail“. That post mentioned Irn-Bru which, after I searched in the internet, is actually a Scottish soft drink. Then I remember something else: dandelion and burdock. How can people come up with good idea to name beverage?
I first heard “dandelion and burdock” from the song “Suck It and See” by Arctic Monkeys. You can watch the official music video, or if you think that video is too sexy then you can watch Alex Turner perform the song in acoustic version, which is also sexy for some people.
The song also has amazing lyrics. I like the lines, “That’s not a skirt girl, that’s a sawn-off shotgun. And I can only hope you’ve got it aimed at me.” Usually I don’t like lyrics with such “dangerous vibe” but those words are well-arranged and unexpected. I just can’t hate it.
Anyway, suck it and see means to try something you have not done before. When was the last time you tried something new? Was it a great deal that you had to pluck up courage? Or was it something simple that you did on impulse?
Asking that question, I then remember myself that I haven’t done anything new recently. Well, I did try to wear matte orange lipstick last Saturday if that counts.
I guess I’ll try to do something new again this Saturday. But what?
The prompt today is sail and considering that I don’t have proper knowledge about ship and sailing, I will just write about figurative ship: household.
In Indonesian language there is term “bahtera rumah tangga”. Bahtera means ship, rumah tangga means household. If you understand Indonesian language, you can read this article about the etymology of the phrase.
Usually people use the word “kapal” in Indonesian to talk about the watercraft. The word “bahtera” is rarely used in everyday conversation when you talk about water transportation. So why do we use the word “bahtera” when it comes to figurative ship called household?
The word “kapal” is derived from Tamil word “kappal”. The word “bahtera” is derived from the word “bahitra” in old Javanese, which is a loanword from from Sanskirt word “vahitra”. According to the article I link above, the word “bahtera” is used when talking about figurative ship because Sankirt is used as ritual language so it has more spiritual feeling.
So it is said that being a family and creating household is like being in the same ship. You have to work together so the ship can sail safely. I can’t explain further about it because, like a fan whose ship isn’t canon, my ship hasn’t sailed yet.
Maybe I should enjoy the harbour while getting my ship ready. Then we’ll sail (though I don’t know yet whom this “we” refer to).
Some songs can put into certain mood or make you imagine things. This time I want to talk about the song Bulletproof Heart by My Chemical Romance.
That song cheers me up. However it does more than just cheering up. Everytime I listen to that song, I imagine my girl friend and I run while laughing after doing silly thing. We dash to avoid people shouting at us.
Beside, that song is indeed about run away. As Gerard Way said before performing that song in Hurricane festival 2011, “There’s nothing wrong with running and never looking back.” I have mixed feeling about what Gerard Way said. The idea of running away sounds good but doesn’t sound right to me. No matter how bad my situation is, I don’t think it’s so bad that I need to run away. I’m not that easy to leave something, either. I don’t even leave an abandoned group chat, duh.
Then I think maybe that “Bulletproof Heart” song is not for me. That song is for people who feel trapped in bad place or bad condition. That song is for people who are stuck with bad people. It’s for those who fight their own demons, or with their dark past. For those kind of people, running away is necessary. It even takes certain kind or courage for them to run away from their situation and save themselves.
Maybe someday that song will mean more than two girls running away after doing silly things. Who knows?
As a Harry Potter fan, I deny the fact that Cursed Child exists. Okay, the story has been released quite a while ago and I’m a bit late to write it in my blog. However, it’s my blog so I can write whatever I want here.
I myself haven’t read the book or watched the play but the internet is dark and full of spoiler (mimicking Melisandre) so I read the spoiler and curse the plot because it doesn’t make sense. To be honest, it feels like fanfiction to me.
I don’t want to spoil a lot here but let me mention things that bother me. First of all, Voldemort. Never have I ever thought that Voldemort was capable of doing that.
Second: Cedric. He was a kind person and what he does in Cursed Child is out of character. A kind Hufflepuff won’t do that.
Third is Harry Potter. Really, what he said to Albus is unacceptable. Oh well, parents make mistake but again, that’s out of character, especially when this character is Harry Potter.
Enough of my ramble. I’m out. See you in my next post.
Being a co-assistant in hospital is exhausting and when I’m exhausted, I lose motivation to do things. I can’t even bring myself to review material. It’s also difficult for me to stay awake during lecture (yes, we still have lecture in hospital). I envy my friend who can stay awake during lecture and understand the material. They even have enough energy to discuss it with the residents. Seriously, those friends have no idea how lucky they are.
I’m trying though.
I often have a lot of idea in my head for my blog post but I don’t write the post right away. I usually make a list of “blog post idea” so that if I have the chance to write something, I will write from that list.
The problem occurs when it has been a long time I haven’t written in my blog then I start blogging again and when I look at the list, I think, “I had this idea? What am I supposed to write?”
After that I usually write about something else that’s not included in the list.
Few weeks ago, I read the Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini and it was amazing.
I will not spoil much but I will tell about my experience reading it. First, reading this novel in public place was a mistake. I brought the novel during my night’s watch duty in hospital and I had to hold back my tears many times. So I was happy when I could finally read it at home because I could cry ugly tears as I wanted.
Second, this novel is probably “the most Asian” novel I’ve ever read. The “Asian things” come in many forms: Asian pride, parent-and-child relationship, our attitude toward people of different ethnicity or religion, the gender biased norm, marriage, the taboo stuff, etc. Then I realise something: regardless of ethnicity, location, and religion, Asians are Asians. Some proud creatures we are. Well, maybe not all Asians but I live in another part of Asia and I can relate and understand those things.
This is one of my favourite quotes in the book which is also one of “the most Asian” quotes, “Because history isn’t easy to overcome. Neither is religion. In the end, I was a Pashtun and he was a Hazara, I was Sunni and he was Shi’a, and nothing was going to change that. Nothing. But we were kids who had learned to crawl together, and no history, ethnicity, society, or religion was going to change that either.”
I guess those “Asian things”, aside from the story line, are what make me love this novel so much. Because I could relate to it. Because it makes me cry and say, “Yes, right.”
She’s home again. Sitting in her room, infinite sadness in her eyes. “That home is a mess. Why don’t you just leave?” people would tell her. “This is the mess I’m comfortable with,” she wants to say.
Crossing the road to visit you, I said hello. It’s a quick visit, I promise. No hug, no kiss. Just want to hold hands and see each other. Later we can continue with our own lives. Open the door, please.
We are glass
and glass is
P.S. Some things cause me mental breakdown recently then I got this idea while waiting for my working time.