back to the root

A cup of tea, named darjeeling tea, was served to me in a small cafe, but i thought, that was not an ordinary tea and the moment either. I was a little taken aback at that moment, about the origin of the tea, i discovered that it comes this far from india, after all fabrication that was taken place in UK for branding process. i wondered how small this earth so far that i don’t know or care yet. i must live my life more lifely since than. i must know that i want to know. i must struggle to be what i want to be.

last weekend is a local party for Lomboknese, as they held a ceremony, the name is “Bau Nyale” , bau means to gather, meanwhile nyale means worms, so bau nyale can be translate as ceremony of gathering some worms. it is usually held around January and February, this is the season that the sea worms come surface, and they can be eaten by man, but for whom not get use to it, it can look disgusting, as you have to eat a worm that is oozy.