Poem

I read about a recently controversial poem, pipi mimi, published.
It is controversial as it could very blatantly be related to yet another current controversial celebrity affair of KD.
Yet, the author argued that she didn't attribute the poem to anyone in particular, it is just something that could be related to every women, so she said.

Well.. whatever,
I say there are too many coincidences between those points in her "fiction" poem with the current real story for her to be hiding behind the so-called "fiction" categorization.

but then.. *shrugs* oh well...

the only thing that bother me is...
that poem isn't worth being a poem.

I have always appreciated all the literature works which would give me a shiver in the spine, even a slap in the face if you will, through sheer words.
For me poems supposed to be chain of words which would tantalize your senses,
engage all your senses with it's strength and making you feel more about things it's talking about,
and would stimulate your mind into thinking deeper meaning of things.
It is a short(or not so short) reading that would leave you wiser by the time you finish reading it.

Not a blatant mocking of a see-through situation.
I say that's a parody writing... at best.

Children

They are the small humans that will be born and see the world through you, their parents.
People said once you have your own children they'll be your everything.

J said of course the kid will be the number one for him later (if we have one, insya Allah).
And when I protested that I should always be the number one, he pointed out how ridiculous it is to compete with your own kids.
But really, is it just given like that?

From the evolution point of view such protective feeling of parents is important to ensure the fragile little babies survival to the world.
But from the relationship point of view... is it fair?
That you'll love your children more than your spouse?

I wouldn't compare it of course to the love to our parents,
but in the other direction...

the baby was just born, we barely know him/her.
and we barely gone through anything with them.
Is it fair then if suddenly she/he's the center of your world compared to your spouse?

just my musings of course ^^
will be edited when I find the answer :D

Adulthood

By the end of August our apartment contract in the university apartment will be ended. They can no longer support all doctorate students, so we should find ourselves a private apartment to rent.
After weeks of scrutinizing the newspaper ads section,
after all the calls and trips in the hot summer day of Italy visiting each of the candidate apartments,
after some rejection and lots and lots of thinking and thinking,
yesterday we went down town to make our first-ever down payment for our first-ever privately rented apartment.

We talked to the agency lady about the upcoming formal contract that we'll sign,
we signed a down-payment agreement,
we paid the down-payment amount
and we left there freaked out and scared.

What if the lady isn't as nice as she seem to be?
What if this apartment isn't as good as it's supposed to be?
What if we'd find another better apartment later?
What if some unprecedented problems about this apartment come up later?

I looked into J's eyes and I saw all these fears and worries.
I tried to console him: that we have decided this, and come what may.
I told him that I'm freaking out too, and he's supposed to protect me and comfort me.
He said he's in the exact same boat as I am, how very selfish of me to expect that of him.

I guess we both just started to learn to be an adult.
Taking our very first step into the non-student world.

My dearest friend put it very wisely:
problems are what life made of.
That's just life. Problems are the spices of life.
(Masalah itu asam garam hidup; nothing can translate the sentence best I guess)

And I guess, that's just how we should go on, plunge into this adult life. Come what may.