The white house, a beautiful house
it is so beautiful, in the eyes that see it.
Built with various precious things
with the sweats of the poor builders
Who gain fewer wages than the work of their hands.
The white house, a beautiful house
It is the symbol of pride for the rich
Though it is beautiful outside
Some are empty inside.
When a poor man came to its door
the body will seize, the feet tremble at the entrance
It’s because of its great beauty
It’s because of the glitters are everywhere
Makes the dust on the feet also being afraid to stay longer….
My heart still shakes
When my mouth says your name
When my ears hear your name
When my head reminds me of your name.
On each letter of your name
My pulse beats its rhythm.
Your face painted in my memory
and has not yet lost its colors.
the beautiful memories of you still welded in this mind.
Although time has taken you from my side.
Why do I still feel your steps approach me?
Why do I still feel your touch in my body?
Why do I still see the brown colors of your eyes?
This sleepiness still display your movie in my dreams
Yet I cannot seek for you anymore
Cause the wind of the night had taken you away from me.
Oh.,.. my darling.
I still cannot forget you
Because the heart of mine still beats for you
Whenever I mention your name.
Yesterday, in the afternoon, I stood on the roadside of Caicoli Street hailing a yellow taxi, which then stopped right in front of me.
Immediately, I opened the door and sat in the seat behind the driver, and then said, ‘ Please take me to Becora maun*. “The driver nodded as he continued to drive.
From the car window, I looked at the weather of Dili that was having a gray overcast. Perhaps, soon it will be raining. I felt the taxi is running a bit slow.
“Will you hurry up sir? Actually, I’m in a hurry. “I begged.
“Yes, mana**. But on this hour, it is usually jammed. I also want to be quick but there are many cars in front of us. “I sighed impatiently. In front of us, a Land Rover car also drove slowly.
“Yeah. You are right. This hour is usually a jammed hour. Usually, the most stalled roads are the roundabout of Merkadu Lama Street, and the crossings of Audian and Kuluhun Street. ”
“Yeah, those places are the point of congestion in the city center of Dili.” The driver replied.
We arrived at the Audian intersection road and there was a traffic jam because it was going-home time. One and two traffic police officers were on standby guarding in the middle of the road but traffic jams kept trapping the people. We were forced to stop for a few minutes before getting through.
“Mana, look at those police officers. They only served there until the high ranked officials passed by. After that, they too will go home.” Said the driver.
“Really?” I asked, surprised. “I did not know about this. Instead, they must be on guard until night, mustn’t they?
“Right mana. They supposed to do so. Until now, the traffic police we have do not stay up until nights. Do you know what mana? The traffic police officers often make us their victims. “He sighed.
“Victims? Victims of what? “I asked curiously.
Each time they do a checkpoint, they often try to find excuses to blame us so that we pay a fine. ”
“Geez. Is that true? Then you would have to complete all the documents from being fined, right?”
“Yes, of course. We indeed already have the complete document and driving license. Otherwise, how can we drive our cars for public transport? Ah, these police officers also do bully on us. If we complete the document, they will check our lights. If the lamps are complete, they will check if we were wearing the full uniform or not. If we were caught only wearing our pants and not wearing the shirt then still we will be fined. Yet mana, the uniform has a thick fabric and it got us sweltering. Especially on a hot day. ”
“Hmmm … really? Did they give you the bills or ticket to justify their reason to fine? Usually, this ticket or bill should be paid at the transportation department office and not be paid directly to them.” I said wistfully.
” No mana. Not at all. They did not even give us any bills or ticket when they fine us. They just insisted us to pay the fine right away. We have to give away the money so they can let us go. We cannot be stuck with them all day long. We need to chase our passengers to earn a little amount of money for our family.” He continued to grumble but I look at him in disbelief and felt a little sympathy for him.
“And mana. What even worse is that these police officers sometimes also liked to threaten us. Especially those who are from Lorosa’e (Eastern regions of Timor-Leste). If they knew we are coming from Loromonu (Western regions of Timor-Leste), they will continue to hold our small mistakes and not letting us go quickly. While for other drivers, if they are known both come from the Lorosa’e, they would be allowed to go as soon as possible. ”
“Ah, that’s not fair maun. Maun and your friends should bring this as a complaint to the Department Of Land Transportation office. Do not just let it happen. Later, they may behave worse in their actions. ”
“Yes, we supposed to be so mana. But what can we do? Later if we report to the Transportation Department office, we will be sent home. It is just a waste of time, though. “The driver said in a desperate face.
When we had reached the front of Fuxida shop, a Chinese-owned shop in Kamea road of Becora, I immediately asked him to stop.
“I get off here maun.” I looked for my purse inside the bag and pulled four coins valued 50 cents each to give him.
“Thanks, maun. Do not give up ya. “I said smiling and then got out of the taxi and shut the door. Instantly, I saw a beam of spirit in his eyes.
*maun = brother in Tetum language
*mana = sister in Tetum language. Along the way of Caicoli-Becora, Dili, 3 March 2017
A good leader will point out the flaws his subordinates did and giving the advice to correct and suggest the subordinate improve thus, the subordinate can moving forward in a better way and the leader is valued for the changed he made on his/her subordinate.
On the other hand, a good leader shall not bring out the flaws his/her subordinate has and spread to the whole world because, at that moment when he/she did it, it is indeed a displaying of his/her own flaws as a leader him/herself.
If you can see the flaw in others is actually a missing piece of the mosaic you need to complete with the best piece you have with you
You will understand that all of us are indeed just a combination of complex fragile pieces to form a beautiful mosaical figure the world could ever praise
If you let yourself study the function of each small components in an engine for a while You will be amazed on how every small thing plays crucial role in a complex operating system of that engine If you can feel that a roar of lion’s mouth does not reflect the strength of its appearance You will learn that a surrender of the prey is either not a sign of weakness If you are so mesmerized by the beauty of the shining apple You may need to be aware of the maggot it may have inside If you know how the world’s most beautiful place can be destroyed in a second You will realize that we are all just a particle of dust dissolved in this universe.