my second lebaran

We enter Idul Fitri holiday this month, the second time for me since I came back to Indonesia.

I still clearly remember the same holiday last year, I went to Puncak with my parents and bunch of their friends. I didn't want to go, but I was left with no choices. My maid wasn't present (holiday), meaning I would be all alone at home. I didn't mind to stay at home by myself but my parents did, so I reluctantly joined them.

I also clearly can recall, how brokenhearted I was at that time. I didn't have many friends around at that time (my best friends were also out for holiday) as much as I do now. I just came back for less than 3 months, I was adapting and I was jobless. I was mostly absent minded during those times, while listening to some Chinese songs that helped me to re-live some good and bad memories I had in the city I lived before.

A year has passed and now I'm in completely different situation. I'm no longer jobless, I have a stable relationship, I have a lot..I mean A LOT of new friends scattered around this city and I have a new exciting career to welcome sometimes this month.

Other than those material things, I also have became wiser and own deeper insight about life more that I've thought before. I realize that whatever I have ever dreamed and asked for, they are now slowly reveal themselves, hidden somewhere under my ambitions and expectations . I should digging a lot to eventually realize that I've already blessed.

This is my second Idul Fitri holiday that I more than glad to welcome. In fact, I dont mind to have it a little longer :)