Fin was fourteen when she knew Yan the funny intelligent radio announcer.Her brother Sham handed her a radio transistor as he knew Fin was alone in her room and might need something to listen .
"Do you want to use this radio? I just repaired it " he said it while he met her at the stairs.Fin was excited..it was her great entertainment...she smiled happily and took the radio."thank Sham ! "Sham smiled.It is always good to please others .She held the radio while sitting and moving the button to search an interesting program...mmm.. Continental radio..here it was..A clear pleasant voice ...The radio announcer name was simple to remember and pleasant to say " Yan " .The program was interesting...he talked about social problems politics , culture in clear funny way ..he was so smart and giving positive aura ..making her wanted to friend him ...she listened to that program intensedly ..She was so happy to plan of writing him a letter ..From that day she knew that he will be her best friend..a person with humble and sympathetic personality..a best friend who will color her life for long time .." Can l have some more papers tomorrow? ' asked Yan to the shop owner,who looked at him curiously ." Do you think you can sell more ? "Yan nodded .The shop owner said yes to the 10 year old boy ."You have more customers? ?",,," Yes l hope so ... tomorrow l will come earlier before school and after school for the evening papers"" Good good .,.you need money to help your mom ..right ?"" Yes sir ...I need it to pay my school fee"The shop owner looked at him pitifully ..but what to do ...life is hard fight for some people.Hopefully tomorrow will not rain and no paper left ...In the middle of red light road ,Yan walked from one car to another,offering the papers ...some bought it , giving the money without even looking at him .. some other did it with smile and told him to get the change ..well there are always good and bad , people with care and compassion.In the heat of midday or dark noon and early morning Yan did it without complain even he was exhausted sometimes.One day he was wet by the rain .He ran to a corner of an outside shop , covering the papers with his plastic bag and the raincoat that he wore .He was shaking caused by the coldness,and sneezing..Again ,he heard a voice in his own heart ,a voice he heard over and over again .." I must own a paper publishing myself " he swore .then continued "one day..I will ! "Yeah they say all successful and great man started by becoming a newspaper boy..That day has come . Yan was 38 when he owned a paper publishing himself and also a radio station director.He was so friendly to all his staff and audience .those radio station listeners.He greeted paddlers , janitors and all others warmly .As journalist he was so smart and broadminded beside having great sense of humor.Every morning he carries out a two - hours program named " inviting listeners to be critical"Many listeners phone him to tell any daily problems...about bad service of official government..polices ..doctors .. electricity ..water etcetera...he made space for civil society to complain and be heard via the radio program.He also often read things from papers, magazine or tv ... statement or speech of those officials or leaders .It was a bravery at that era in his country which unlike in the west states that having freedom of speech.Finara fell in love with him ..maybe first love of a teenage with that dream and pure heart ,full of admiration..She knew that he was a married man ..but who can prohibit such mood ? And maybe it's just normal for radio announcers, to face the effect of their work for public..there will be people who fall in love with them in both ways, silently or openly.Finara diligently wrote him letters.He responded her so warmly ,he thanked her for that and said that she has talent in writing.His positive comment on her did great for her mood and soul.He really felt good that someone appreciated her talent...it was super for a loner like her who lost confidence caused all her classmates bullied her for things he had ..her ugly school bag ,her low voice ,her worn out shoes and uniform...and all and all .She hated school caused by them and also those most teacher ....who treated students differently for the have and have nots,for the pretty and ugly ,slim and fat , smart or dull...she wishes she becomes a teacher one day and also a writer..Like Yan, she was a bookworm..even he didn't go to university but he was much more intelligent than most average caused by reading hobby ..Yan said he admired her big reading interest."Could you please inform me an address for getting free books ...like Aussie radio giving free books for English lesson ...? I don't have enough money to buy"He read it on the radio then giving her a solution" Please come to the studio ...l have lots of books ..you can choose and borrow them "Waw....what an offer !She loves him more ..He who replied her letters twice and always started his paragraph by " "Dear Fin , my good friend"Followed by motivational words and decent topics ...He was the person who made her felt ,that there was a meaning in her existence..So there she was..alone in her locked room,smiling by herself , with happy mood she dashed to look for her dad ,her old beloved dad and telling him that she needed to go to the studio since Yan will lend her some books ..her dad looked at her ..she knew that he had to accompany herSo they planned to go there a few days ahead. service?"It was morning ..the day was still young but the city was not like as usual as the road were rare and there were only a few people walking along the road .Weeks before the eclipse happened,all medias announced that there would be eclipse that happens only once in a hundred years..and it was hazardous to see the eclipse straightly since it can cause blindness.People can see through something...a sunglass or through water ,Fin didn't recall precisely,all she remembered was what happened to her when she walked along the pavement.She believed that it was not necessarily fear too much to go out ,as along as keeping the important point to not looking at the sky where the eclipse was there ...it is one of nature phenomenon. Well ,that would be rare views when you know it was total dark for some moments at daytime when it's normally clear..Experts from all over the world came to observe..it was really important time for everyone then.Fin walked straightly ..her eyes were wet ..and she began
Fin said no ."We need the experienced ones " That's all he responded.So it was obvious that he rejected her.she walked away after smiling and thanking him .That's all.What then ?Debt to school. If she could not pay soon she would lost her face ..she used the money of the students books and she had to return it to her workmate who asked her to sell and she got some profit but...well...she thought about suicide...many times since long but never dare to do it ...but is it time to make it ....?hellfire... desperation...No ! Think.."Hello...""Yes""Can l speak to the BBC manager ?""Ok ..wait "He sounded a bit doubt as surely you must speak English well if you want to talk to a native as the native possibly can not speak your mother tongue language but he did not ask whether she speak English fluently as it would be impolite to ask that ..sure she knew that she must speak English if she wanted to talk to the BBC manager.Fin waited ,she hold the phone .The evening radio progr
The house at the real estate complex was cute .All painted white including the fence .What made different of each house was the wood parts of doors and windows.But natural brown of wood color was favorable.Most of those com plex dwellers left it that way .They furnished their houses living rooms by various beautiful curtains and furniture.Fin wanted her doors and windows painted by pale blue .It reminded her of Yan' s fave color . Abdullah consented . Anything pleased Fin he would fullfil it..that's for sure .He loved seeing her sweet spoiled smile each time he say yes .. and ok to her request on something.Yes ,he hoped to have a child from this young woman whom he considered as motherly one from the beginning he met her .AbdulMalik drove her to the nearest store building and let her chose any materials she liked.It needs some more ceramics for the garage ,bathroom and for the maid room near the kitchen .They also searched curtain and furniture... rattan is nice then..well some fl
Tim believed that life is life ..time passed and will go on till end .The rest of your life is the matter of what you plan to do from now on.How to make the 30 years of yours ahead to be happy .That's simple ...by trying hard to change when you want to alter something about yourself or someone you care about..Yes .. everything will be gone swallowed up by uncertainty and death ..but every minutes is count..Well, John Lennon was a legend.He said he could not live without Yoko..then he died long before his beloved wife ...Fin wondered..is human destiny cling to what the brain tell ? Does our intention effect what would happen in the future?It seems so .He had incredible fame as musician...Went to lndia to learn spiritual matters.One gave him expression of big praise that he was " a writer from the dark universe"Yah ,his words are full of mystery..you can say that. One day an insane admirer just shot him dead .The killer had been punished all his life.. behind the prison he sa
The second meeting at .. Hotel? Tim asked her to meet her there ? Wait..but ..All the questions of possiblity and impossibility whirled on her head .Beating heart..fast ..did he .. ? The meeting was at 6 pm..she should calculate..the best is on time ..She picked her batik ..the fabric was a bit shiny as it was new..dark blue with yellow traditional motives on it ..the skirt was similar with some buttons in the middle.it was long sleeves top ...she touched the fabric for a second and looking at herself on the mirror.Suddenly a feeling of guilty crept inside ..that material was one production of AbdulMalik batik factory.Maybe he would kill her right at the moment..she was wearing something that he product himself and she used it for a meeting with a young man...but..She believed that Tim would like feminine type ..and you know ..if you like a man you desire to show him that feminine side ..since woman love seeing manliness..His hairy chest that he showed intentionally opened the
You should realize that you need to mend something for better within yourself..Bida changed ..after she got managed to get a job.Not only Fin ,Vinny also thought so .She suddenly thirsty..so she pour some water from the jug made of clay ..the smell was so sweet and ancient..long ago people used this kind of jug for putting and saving the drinking water ..the word platonic love still whirled in her mind.She remembered Kahlil Gibran the Lybanist famous poet who had long distance lover in Egypt named May Ziadah..they loved each other,wrote each other letters but never met in person.He didn't want to..he said better that way because mountains look beautiful from a far ...Is platonic love more wonderful than ...she sighed...and shrugged her shoulders.Bida was raised by grandma .She grew up in ..a village with her elder brothers..her grandma spoiled her but the eldest brother on the opposite..he treated her hard and fierce ..that contrast treatment might like hot water pour into a glas
With blooming flower around the garden .The fountain water was in the middle altogether with a few wooden well furnished gazebos around it .. Vida took out some crackers from her bag while Vin walking there with long steps ,two fruity juice in both of hee her hands .She sat next to Vid who was watching the children play on the playground in front of the public park.,I think I know now for sure why many relationship faded away .. devastated, withers, deteriorating..cause at first stage both used ethics yet. Saying sorry ..then you may be right ..l was wrong ....after that both demanding it that way which turn to push each other .. those statements become so dear ..where then the self actualization..self fulfillment.." "Bad and good things repeating..both play in both minds..there something irrational in love but love isn't ratio , neither nor logic..you are jealous of his past or vice versa.. simplicity is luxury now..where people seem more mobile ...is it easy to find someone you w
Memories is like wine .the older the sweeter.Who said it? Aryadipa,maybe he quoted a writer or singer ,but one thing for sure ,it's said by someone who drink wine .For one who never drink it will say it's bitter ..well whatever,he made analogy of , anything happened in the past can be sweet and it always be kept in mind..it's like hidden treasures which is so precious..what about bad experience.. something that you want to forget..it's a relief that it had happened..not in your present time .The last lunch with Tim at the cafe left a bit distracted memory of a beautiful relationship.Both Fin and Tim had such unhappy childhood..a wished to commit suicidal act at teenage..means it's big fight to go through while both were able to carry on their maturity phase .That hard struggle if the past usually leave mark of hard and firm character in personality.Anyone who got hardship in the past ...yes ,will be hard too in coping their social life ..but strangely ,the ones with sort of spoili