In attempts to slow_myself_down_away_from_digital_life, I am getting my hands on film camera. Yes, the kind of camera where you need to put the film roll in and then start snapping. If you are lucky, the pictures will turn up good but if not then we let the fate decide. This is not my first rodeo on using film camera, but it definitely the first ever to buy the film and develop it using my own money. It is not cheap, which I know. What can I say, it's an expensive hobby. I used my first film roll to take photos of my favorite people. So it has more human than random pictures. It was on family event. After the last shot, I wanted to develop it before I flew to Bali but they had no lab. Luckily we have the lab in Bali. I developed and scanned the film in Ojisanfilmlab Bali. They're just a google away. They sell the roll as well. I had to tell the TSA to do the hand checking rather putting it through the scanner. They understood. Cimol hides himself in his favorite spot ...
'I call them noun Muslims, religious by name but not by the nature' I got this book months ago. HJ told me that he want to read this book, as he found the tittle is quite interesting. He asked me to get him the English version one. I ordered online and it is on our book shelves. Till I found it interesting last night. The author lives in Jakarta and for sure it also take place in Indonesia. Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events... and small minds discuss people John Michaelson menceritakan bagaimana masa kecil dan remajanya, bagaimana dia berusaha survive dengan kehidupan dan menanggung beban seorang anak, dan bagaimana dia menjadi seorang muslim kemudian. Yes he have son. Bagian pertama cukup menyedihkan. Tentang kehidupannya yang tak mudah dan ya menurut saya itu kelam. Cukup kelam dibandingkan dengan masa kecil saya. And I said 'Alhamdulillah, mine was better than his'. Terlibat kehidupan dengan narkoba, rokok, ...