Random Freedom

When I said I was going to Jakarta for the first time, my old school friends insisted I've been to Jakarta..apparently for a history trip in secondary school. Really? I can't remember.

Its amazing what stays in my mind, and what gets stacked up to collect dust in some unexplored territory in my little brain.

And so a trip to Jakarta I took. To support little cousin for the 4th ASEAN Primary School Sports Olympiad. All the badminton watching over 4 days made me convince a friend to book a court and start playing badminton with me this month.

Watching young children battle it out on the court. Ignorant of the pressure hanging over their parents' faces. Not intimidated by a taller and bigger opponent. Forgetting the roars from the crowd. Dashing from one corner to the other...focused...to catch every shot.

Some nights, when its dark and warm, the skies stir gently. And soft rain falls upon the earth. It makes a beautiful sound against my windows. Pulling over my thick blanket. I feel warm and at peace with the world. That's when I smile in the "oh I'm so wise" manner. Turn my ipod on. And play Charlie Sneller's "Jesus loves me" on repeat mode.

Why be insistent on finding the meaning behind everything in life?

Random freedom, my friend.

:)