reality bites...

its happened to me that i’m currently working at a company situated at a ‘let say’ prestigious location in southern Jakarta. to get to my office i take bus and sometime taxi cab, and if i take bus i have to get down at the main road and walk down for another 15 minutes. but for the last two weeks i’ve observed people passes by from and in to an empty lot (so i thought) covered with metal fences. and its actually a short cut to my office. so then ever since i just walk over that area to get 5 minutes faster. but what i found was just beyond a short cut, i eventually found a ‘life’ there. a very humble, simple life. sheltered by used ply woods and boxes.

this social injustice scenery is part of everyday life in this megapolitan city of jakarta. i’ve learned of how shocking and disturbing it is from the point of view of some of my friend whose coming from the ‘so called’ first world country. but for most jakarta’ers this kindda place sometime just invisible, hidden behind the tall fancy apartments, malls and even being well kept under the flyovers. or maybe we just pretends they’re not even exist at all.