Dear Hagia,

Greetings from here,

I've been wondering if you were named after Ayasofya, well, I have not been there but my Dad told me it was one of the most beautiful places he has ever been to. 

Hagia,

I was raised in a democratic Moslem family in which I've never been taught to judge others. I've never been taught to hurt, even only with the words. I truly believe that my religion teaches beautiful things, and so does other religion. I had never been into a very diverse culture until I left my country and be the minority that I learned much more love than hatred. That I learned majority is not always right, and vice versa.

But I know, the problem is because not everyone in this supposed to be peaceful world can make peace with situations, even with themselves. They twisted what 'fighting' means at its utmost failure and how ironic they thought they were right. We need to accept, we need to accept the change just like when Ayasofya was converted into a mosque when Constantinople was conquered by the Ottoman Turks. It turns out to be one of the most beautiful things ever happened with the two cultures.

Hagia,

Isn't it that simple? To love others, to respect what they believe is right for them and what we believe is right for us? 

Sempurna yang kau puja dan ayat-ayat yang kau baca,

Tak kurasa berbeda, kita bebas untuk percaya *

Love from here,

F

P.S. I love your name

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*Inspired by Hagia, a beautiful song from Barasuara. 

Gulag Orkestar

They call it night,

they call it night

and I call it mine.

:)

Beirut - Gulag Orkestar

Pernah memutuskan untuk berhenti mendengarkan satu lagu lalu suatu hari memutuskan (atau memberanikan diri) untuk kembali mendengarkannya apapun perasaan yang akan muncul?

And I will love to see that day
That day is mine
When she will marry me outside with the willow trees
And play the songs we made

Postcards from Italy

"After long long time, listening to Efek Rumah Kaca is like taking a time machine, dwelling on the things happened 3 years ago, it was sweet."

The same feeling I sense when I re-listen to The Adams or Pure Saturday. Realizing that they are one of my life parts, remembering that I was fine then. Though I'm not really sure most of you are familiar with this bands. But you know, I spent my school years and my time being teenager, falling in love with a boy with this kind of music covered up my head.

Selalu ada yang bernyanyi dan berelegi
Dibalik awan hitam
Smoga ada yang menerangi sisi gelap ini,
Menanti..
Seperti pelangi setia menunggu hujan reda

Aku selalu suka sehabis hujan dibulan desember,
Di bulan desember

Sampai nanti ketika hujan tak lagi
Meneteskan duka meretas luka
Sampai hujan memulihkan luka

(Desember, Efek Rumah Kaca)

I've Got You Under My Skin

Just shoot me in the head for this cover of one of my favorite jazz standards by Michael Buble

Till There Was You

I was not born in an era where The Beatles was on the top of their popularity (but yeah, I was born in an era where some women adored NKOTB's Jordan Knight at that time). As for me, Beatles still be Beatles. I used to listen to their songs since I was a kid. My impressions were still the same, about their music: loveable and sweet, as sweet as a first love. 


And this, one of my favorites. For you who knows The Beatles only for their "Hey Jude", "Here, There, and Everywhere", "Ticket to Ride" or "I Want to Hold Your Hand", here is one of the sweetest.

There were bells on a hill
But I never heard them ringing
No, I never heard them at all
Till there was you

There were birds in the sky
But I never saw them winging
No, I never saw them at all
Till there was you

Then there was music and wonderful roses
They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows
Of dawn and dew

There was love all around
But I never heard it singing
No I never heard it at all
Till there was you

Then there was music and wonderful roses
They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows
Of dawn and dew

There was love all around
But I never heard it singing
No, I never heard it at all
Till there was you
Till there was you

Oh, man I'm falling in love, again..