2251hrs/okm
As ther second day of the new month arises by the sun this morning, my trip to the beloved homeland has just begin. Fresh cloths run ready “leaking gasoline tank” motorcycle, safety motorist gear. Whallla!! The first inch of my hundreds kilos journey is ready to begin. Brushing the cold atmosphere of the morning dew, my mind warmed with thousands of reflection of the destination. I have everything to go except your physical presence on my passenger seat…my dragon's soul mate....
0124hrs / 127 km
First stop after 243 minutes trip. Somewhere, on the main road’s side of Indramayu. The sky is so dark, nothing visible. The street is very busy as everybody rushing on their hurry trip to the same destination; homeland! The floor of closed grocery store is so cold, where I lay down may body freely. My mind can not stop thinking about you. This is a beautiful night and I belong to nothing but the nighty sky; no room, no home. The picture of your caring fragmented on my busy thoughts along the road. Are you sleeping up there? Are you dreaming of me in this affectionately quiet night?
I have to go again now, kill the distance on my wheels. Sleep tight, sweet dream hey my dragon’s soul mate…
0313hrs/150km
The other edge of Indramayu border. Stop by for mid-dawn meal for fasting. Ambushed with tired, the rain drops blurring my helmet wind shields. At the warung tegal next to the mosque, I order rice and fish. The fat lady dish up my meal without smile. Old tv set on the corner, present a blur picture of cheap formatted stupid joke show. Kratingdaeng mixed with dry coffee powder is my stamina doping this morning. The picture of my dragon’s soul mate is filling every rooms of my heart, conversing everything that matter to every single breath circulate into my lung.
0346 got to go again. Makan sahur has just finished, and my helmet windshield is clear.
0435hrs/190km
Lohbener busy mosque. Stop by again for Subuh prayer, the worship for welcoming the new day. Teenagers wash my motorcycle and I do not expect result from what they are doing. Breaking the morning dew along this precious journey, my peaceful world left behind in my kost room, my ICQ window, our virtual home, and in your deepest heart.
0531hrs/224km
God blessed my journey. I was doing 100 on the wide cold asphalt bumpy road when suddenly my front tire went flat. Pfffuuuiih…I can be killed easily on this speed. Thank you God, for keeping me alive, thank you god for keeping me calm and control the steering of my vehicle…change the new tire tube at the closest repair station and carry on…
0917hrs/365km
The sun is pouring its brightness seriously. At the small mosque of the Pemalang gas station I stop again for resting. My engine needs a tune up and so does my body.
1211hrs/386km
Entering the town of Pekalongan, I experience the broken chain of my main gear. Life is so beautiful, even when troubles come and gone in this journey. My motorcycle is getting older and it is my loyal friend that takes me wherever I take it.
1714hrs/530km
Finally I feel my body exhausted of . Stop by at the border of Ungaran, where Salatiga the beautiful exotic town is one step ahead. I was surrounding by the hills of coffee plantation. The cool breeze of mountainous nature brings the feeling of my deepest affection to the dragon’s soul mate far away across the sea. I really wish I could share this wonderful view and dramatically romantic feeling of love with my dragon’s soul mate. This is peace of feeling is to empty in my loneliness. Fresh fruit and flower stall along the road side offering stronger desire to have your presence here in my passenger seat and feel the warmth of your touch. I miss the dragon’s soul mate so very much….
1712hrs/598km
The place where I was born tens of years ago. The atmosphere of takbiran is so thin. people gathers on the food stalls and other bright places with friends, watching the busy streets and expecting someone they know arrive from far away. I feel emptiness inside of me, it is sad to lost my childhood memory in my own village. People changed or the world changed? Dragon’s soul mate in my heart, ease my soured soul of this moral experience. My beloved mother welcome me, I will be here only for few minute before running again to another destination of my ‘home’.
2220hrs/687 km
Here I am, stepping my lousy feet into my ‘home’. The place where I used to built my dreams and hopes, the place where I poured my life dedication to. This used to be the place where my heart always redirected to. The plants of happiness faded away, and the air of this environment is so pitiable. This house is nearly dying since I take my heart and mind away from its rooms. I do not belong here as well as I do not belong to anywhere else called home…this is the place where thousands of zero mileage ended previously. Thousands of long way journeys headed for this place I created from nothing, and entrust my proud in. Now, it is just a building, the blend of bricks, cements, sand and other materials formed as the settlement of the human being, to protect from the rain drops and the heat of the sun. To hide from bare eye’s sight of the people, and especially to hide the disgraced attitude of the occupants….
Dragon’s soul mate….I do not belong here…I belong to the virtual paradise of ‘our home’…here I am, crying like a baby on your lap where you treat me like an egg…
As ther second day of the new month arises by the sun this morning, my trip to the beloved homeland has just begin. Fresh cloths run ready “leaking gasoline tank” motorcycle, safety motorist gear. Whallla!! The first inch of my hundreds kilos journey is ready to begin. Brushing the cold atmosphere of the morning dew, my mind warmed with thousands of reflection of the destination. I have everything to go except your physical presence on my passenger seat…my dragon's soul mate....
0124hrs / 127 km
First stop after 243 minutes trip. Somewhere, on the main road’s side of Indramayu. The sky is so dark, nothing visible. The street is very busy as everybody rushing on their hurry trip to the same destination; homeland! The floor of closed grocery store is so cold, where I lay down may body freely. My mind can not stop thinking about you. This is a beautiful night and I belong to nothing but the nighty sky; no room, no home. The picture of your caring fragmented on my busy thoughts along the road. Are you sleeping up there? Are you dreaming of me in this affectionately quiet night?
I have to go again now, kill the distance on my wheels. Sleep tight, sweet dream hey my dragon’s soul mate…
0313hrs/150km
The other edge of Indramayu border. Stop by for mid-dawn meal for fasting. Ambushed with tired, the rain drops blurring my helmet wind shields. At the warung tegal next to the mosque, I order rice and fish. The fat lady dish up my meal without smile. Old tv set on the corner, present a blur picture of cheap formatted stupid joke show. Kratingdaeng mixed with dry coffee powder is my stamina doping this morning. The picture of my dragon’s soul mate is filling every rooms of my heart, conversing everything that matter to every single breath circulate into my lung.
0346 got to go again. Makan sahur has just finished, and my helmet windshield is clear.
0435hrs/190km
Lohbener busy mosque. Stop by again for Subuh prayer, the worship for welcoming the new day. Teenagers wash my motorcycle and I do not expect result from what they are doing. Breaking the morning dew along this precious journey, my peaceful world left behind in my kost room, my ICQ window, our virtual home, and in your deepest heart.
0531hrs/224km
God blessed my journey. I was doing 100 on the wide cold asphalt bumpy road when suddenly my front tire went flat. Pfffuuuiih…I can be killed easily on this speed. Thank you God, for keeping me alive, thank you god for keeping me calm and control the steering of my vehicle…change the new tire tube at the closest repair station and carry on…
0917hrs/365km
The sun is pouring its brightness seriously. At the small mosque of the Pemalang gas station I stop again for resting. My engine needs a tune up and so does my body.
1211hrs/386km
Entering the town of Pekalongan, I experience the broken chain of my main gear. Life is so beautiful, even when troubles come and gone in this journey. My motorcycle is getting older and it is my loyal friend that takes me wherever I take it.
1714hrs/530km
Finally I feel my body exhausted of . Stop by at the border of Ungaran, where Salatiga the beautiful exotic town is one step ahead. I was surrounding by the hills of coffee plantation. The cool breeze of mountainous nature brings the feeling of my deepest affection to the dragon’s soul mate far away across the sea. I really wish I could share this wonderful view and dramatically romantic feeling of love with my dragon’s soul mate. This is peace of feeling is to empty in my loneliness. Fresh fruit and flower stall along the road side offering stronger desire to have your presence here in my passenger seat and feel the warmth of your touch. I miss the dragon’s soul mate so very much….
1712hrs/598km
The place where I was born tens of years ago. The atmosphere of takbiran is so thin. people gathers on the food stalls and other bright places with friends, watching the busy streets and expecting someone they know arrive from far away. I feel emptiness inside of me, it is sad to lost my childhood memory in my own village. People changed or the world changed? Dragon’s soul mate in my heart, ease my soured soul of this moral experience. My beloved mother welcome me, I will be here only for few minute before running again to another destination of my ‘home’.
2220hrs/687 km
Here I am, stepping my lousy feet into my ‘home’. The place where I used to built my dreams and hopes, the place where I poured my life dedication to. This used to be the place where my heart always redirected to. The plants of happiness faded away, and the air of this environment is so pitiable. This house is nearly dying since I take my heart and mind away from its rooms. I do not belong here as well as I do not belong to anywhere else called home…this is the place where thousands of zero mileage ended previously. Thousands of long way journeys headed for this place I created from nothing, and entrust my proud in. Now, it is just a building, the blend of bricks, cements, sand and other materials formed as the settlement of the human being, to protect from the rain drops and the heat of the sun. To hide from bare eye’s sight of the people, and especially to hide the disgraced attitude of the occupants….
Dragon’s soul mate….I do not belong here…I belong to the virtual paradise of ‘our home’…here I am, crying like a baby on your lap where you treat me like an egg…
Simatupang-Baturetno, 3 November 2005
