Today I went to Bandung for the 3rd time for a meeting. Arrived at the office early cos I got a meeting with the Logistic Manager of TTC at 9.30 AM. I had to use the cab to get to the office since the bus didn’t come after I had waited quite long. Went there w my Bus Operational Manager n Training Dept Manager. We went there at 7.30 AM and arrived at around 9 AM. After the meeting we went to Japati to meet the HR Manager of ISC, he’s in the HR Division now. We had lunch together at a restaurant called Bumbu Desa. It was great restaurant. The menu was interesting. We ordered so many food and the plus point was that we can eat the chili as much as we like….hmmmm….And for the dessert, I got Shanghai Ice. After the lunch we dropped the HR Manager off and went to Kartika Sari to buy some cookies. I didn’t buy any; nobody at home seemed to be interested in Kartika Sari. I drove the car on the way back to Jakarta. Arrived at the office at 4.30 PM. It took about 2 hours to get to the office from Bandung. Cipularang Toll Road was very useful. I drove for over than 150 kilometers and it really drained my stamina.
Went home at 5 PM (luckily my sis was the one who’s driving on the way home, I was really worn out) and then I took quick nap and at 7 sth PM went to my aunt’s house to pick up my mom. On our way back home, I saw a middle age man pulling a cart (I can’t seem to find the right word for gerobak in English..;p). It was dark and raining. Saw him reminded me of the other night a couple of years ago. I was on my way back to my friend’s place from Pantai Indah Kapuk. It was about 3 AM in the morning, I already see some men riding their bike and it seemed that they’re delivering some vegetables. These people must work hard, struggling every day just to get enough money to eat. I wonder about their future, their kids’ (if any) future. I’m sure that they also have dreams and that they don’t want to be like that forever. But can they make their dreams come true? Can they get a better living?
Remembering this remind me to be grateful for all the things I have. A family, home, good education, job, money, friends, internet. I have all these things, while they still wondering about their tomorrow. How can this be? This HUGE social and economical gap that cannot be bridged. And the sad thing is I feel helpless. It’s such a dilemma. I want to help them, but how? Giving them money? It’s not enough, I don’t have enough money to give…I know sympathy is just not enough….sigh….
Here’s Mel C’s song…a very good song about social issues….
Melanie C - If That Were Me
Where do they go and what do they do?
They're walking on by. They're looking at you.
Some people stop, some people stare.
But would they help you and do they care?
How did you fall? Did you fall at all?
Are you happy when you are sleeping underneath the stars?
When it's cold is it your hope that keeps you warm?
A spare bit of change is all that I give.
How is that gonna help when you've got nowhere to live?
Some turn away so they don't see.
I bet you'd look if that were me.
How did you fall? Did you fall at all?
Is it lonely where you are sleeping in between parked cars?
When it thunders where do you hide from the storm?
Could you ever forgive my self-pity?
When you've got nothing and you're living on the streets of the city.
I couldn't live without my phone.
But you don't even have a home.
How did we fall? Can we get up at all?
Are we happy where we are on our lonely little star?
When it's cold is it your hope that keeps you warm?
Where do they go and what do they do?
They're walking on by. They're looking at you.
They're walking on by. They're looking at you.
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