Wednesday, May 08, 2013


If you expect to read critic or comments on Iron Man 3 the 2013 American superhero film featuring the Marvel Comics character Iron Man, you’d better skip my blog. Aside from the Iron Man movie,  Yuki Irawan is probably one of the most sought after celebrity lately.  Right before the launching of Iron man 3 and the labour day, the confinement factory worker in  Lebak Wangi was unfolded.  Yuki Irawan was accused of conducting slavery.

About 25 people were forced to work from 06.00 to 24.00. During the long working hours, only lunch and dinner were provided. At nite, they were transported in a locked van to a 8 x 6 square meters room to rest on a piece of traditional matras.  The only available toilet is the  dirty and smelly space. Television set or air controller such  as fan are the luxury that the factory does not recognize. Some of them suffer from severe skin desease, for the only clothes are  the one that they wear day and night.  Terror and insults are on their daily menu.  Tempo, 8 May 2013 has covered a testimony of workers whose hands are full of cuts and bruises because they worked too slow and the guard punished them by throwing chemical substance to their hands. Mind you, they are unpaid workers.

Yuki Irawan , the frying pan man,deserves to  be nominated as the iron man 4  for being public eye opener to the public and provide access to question the performance of the government and the related groups and parties. Ministry of ManPower and Transmigration, the Labour Union, and many other pressure groups associated with labour are giving comments and throwing critics to the incident.  Nice to hear all the statements, but the main question: where have you all been?  You were the chosen ones who are expectted to do your job instead of focusing on media coverage.

Yuki and all his senseless and foolish deeds is a blessing in disquise. Unless this iron man releases his movie, the public would not get a peek on the performance of all the chosen men.  I personally believe Yuki is not the  only Iron man. There are some if not many. I  might be wrong and only time can  tell.


Tuesday, May 07, 2013


Dear Princess,

A bouquet of white roses for you

Mommy love you


Let me tell you a secret my princess! There has never been a moment in  which I forget any of my children. The three of you are all MY children. Children should be treated like children, with love and extra care! I agree! But children do not remain children throughout their entire life. Children have to grow up and become their own person. It's time for them to share their love and care to others. I guess the time is now yours my dear.
A mother will always think of what's best for the children. At least in her own version  of "best". You have chosen to choose your own life and share it with your own choice of man. It has got to be that way isnt it? Yes, I agree with you. Go and take your path that you believe in. I will stop saying no. I will let you go. I just want to remind you that this is no point of return.
Your eyes are blinded by love. You cant see the difference between black and white. I know what he did to you my angel. It is not easy to say that I believe the future will even be worse. My belief could turn into a prayer. A prayer of a mother, should never be expressed in anger. I dont want bad curse to fall upon you.
A marriage will be of good times and  bad times. I hope that your life will full of good times. My door and my heart will always be with you in  bad times. And when the bad time really arrives, my door is always open for you, only you. I know who he is and what he wants from you, I will never let him have his ways. Not when these arms of mine are still strong to protect you. This is not just a promise. But this is a prayer of a mother for her daughter.


Have I not been a good mother ?
Tell me so my dear
Throw away all your fears
I am all ears

Dont use any riddle
nor play any puzzle
Say it plain
I cause you pain

shed no more tears
waste no more years
Follow your  love
follow your dove

fly my princess fly
conquer your blue sky
I'll sing you a lullaby
A song of good bye