Throw Back Stories: Glasgow at My First Sight (2)

Good afternoon, and happy Waisak day for my Buddhist friend who celebrate it. Hope this world will be a better place and blessed with abundant peace. Aamiin
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Excellent campus, breeze air, scattered wee flowers, What else I was hoping for then? I totally adore this place. "Why don't you try to apply the master program in here, University of Glasgow?", that's the most frequent question I heard before I explained my interest in botany and I had a responsibility as a volunteer at Glasgow Botanic garden, that was never better. Beside, the second reason I'm not interest to study in here because plant science wasn't its specialization I thought.

Okay, I started to visit Hunterian Museum, as my first museum at Glasgow. My first comment when entering this building was "Hunterian is a crazy man" Imagine, he collected every specimen from around the world. Then, he was a doctor and a scientist at once. Even this museum already  became the oldest museum in Scotland ! Hard working never betray, dude. I found many kind of medical stuff, probably my young doctor friends would happily screaming to see all of these. It also had the mummy collection, the real mummies were lying inside the sarcophagus. Dinosaur fossils, ocean creatures, until the structure of wasp nest were also showed in here. I like the way they arranging the display, simple as well as informative. So every visitor felt curious to read it. I hope someday Indonesian museum will become like this, at least it might increase the people willingness to read about science. This particular field is still underestimated in my country, so sad.

The mummy sarcophagus. The up pictures was the museum hall. I thought it just a small place because it was located inside the university, the fact is totally different. Not that big though, but the museum expert was smart in using empty space. 

Did you think think it was a brain? Nah, it was a coral. Left side below, it was the dinosaur leg fossil that found in Scotland.

 

Next stop was, Kelvingrove museum. The building was so magnificent as well as the collections. The difference with Hunterian, it had a broad treasures from natural science to humanitarian fields. More over, some animal or people figures that were created as big as its real size succeed to let people observing the figures from closer distance. My sister said, "Are you tired after walk around this museum? Imagine the Natural Hitory museum in London is 6 times bigger and also free." I left in silence, wonder-stuck by public facilities in Scotland and unconsciously compare with Indonesia. Since those moments I knew, where did those incredible open-minded of Scottish come from. One of the cause was they got easy access to learn sciences and history that were wrapped in interesting "package".

Astonishing museum, indeed. The red bricks had completed the beauty of it. Besides the collection, I also found a food court corner and a stages for organ performances. Yes, that classic music instrument. Unfortunately when I came there, there was no schedule of it. So I just saw those tremendous pipes were climbing up the wall. 

Me and my lovely sister with Kelvingrove museum background. Right side above was me, trying to replicate Elvis's style haha. What an exsiting museum ! 😎

In the weekend, I spent my time with my family to find my safety shoes and my gardening costumes. The shoes is the urgent one, therefore our first stop was Sport Direct at Argyle Street, near the train station. Lucky me, I found it ! There were many kind of steel cap shoes, but I decided to choose the Dunlop one. It had a common shoes model and didn't seem like a working shoes, so I can wear it anywhere without worrying wouldn't match with my style. Of course, the price was friendly for my pocket, I forgot the exact number, maybe about 30 GBP.

Shoes checked. Then I need to find a comfy clothes for gardening but still proper for hijab user. My sister recommended me to Primark at Argyle Street because it had various model, good, quality, and surely cheap for a new clothes. Yeah, every body in UK knew this retail store, I was sure. Mostly girls need more than one hour to choose the right clothes, so I did. hahaha There were so much tempting model and I couldn't help to stop observing clothes. Sorry me, natural instinct 😆 Finally I just took two long sleeves t-shirt. I know right, that was unfair if I compare it with the time I spent !

Clothes checked. I should be done in craving cutie clothes, but you know that kind of tendency were hard to break. Plus my sister, since I was a kid, is the best partner for me in shopping. That's why we went to second-hand market in the country side before the week finish. Oh my God, I'm going crazy, load of super cute clothes here, only 1 or 2 GBP each! The thing that affirm my safe-money mode: "it just your first week, yaya. Hold on, There are still some weeks remaining ahead. keep calm, girl"

The pictures above were a little capture about the second-hand market.

Dear God, I'm happy to have short stay in Glasgow  😘😘😘

Having Family

 

This thought, it just so sudden after I tweeted this. Lol. I think it worth to share because a lot of my friends decided to marry in young age. Meanwhile my self just ask silently in the air, "Why are you guys so fast? Give me some reasons unless the biological factor." Maybe it can be some of consideration.

I may get trouble to talk about having family in the recent time, you know. When a girl or boy who start their 20s and ask like me, some of readers could think that, "hahaha she's lying, she actually want badly to get married". Okay my first response: who the hell on Earth do not want live happily ever after? with their love, a companion of life, until the death separate them. But please people, don't judge people as fast as the tweets appeared every second. When somebody have a question like me, it doesn't  mean he or she avoid to get married, to have a boy or girl friend, or to start a serious relationship with their spouse. Because having a family with good predicate isn't easy as, "Next year I am going to propose or get proposed and then months later I'll marry her or get married by him, and blablablabla". For me, having a good family come from a good marriage too. 

Marriage, in freedictionary.com is defined as a state or relationship of living together in a legal partnerships. More than it, marriage is something important for me, but it doesn't mean big and luxury. You can not do that like buying some street foods, spend almost your whole gold bucket for a night just to satisfy your temporary desire. Indeed It's once, but the effect may change your entire life time. Funny huh? When people shorten that previous statement become, "once in life time, so that I have to make a superb ceremony for it and the world must know, even the stranger that I met yesterday!". IMHO, that primitive. Sorry.

Okay, I am not the one who experienced that married-things directly but I saw the real stories from my closest family and concluded some points about good married. 

Marriage is not about rushing time, but taking time.
Marriage is not about looking for similarity, but completing the riddles.
Marriage is not about two people, but two-wenty times people because it will involve each big family.
and.......last,
Marriage is not happening in one night, but every day when you wake up: face the world together, solve the problem hand in hand , and of course trust each other. 

There is no "love" in my explanation, isn't it. How dare? People, when you marry some one of course it's because you like him/her and you love him/her. But do not only say that special magic word when your D-day come. It's a commitment, dude. Not a romantic drama where love is everything. If you said only love, it showed that emotion win and the logic lose. That is what you always see in playboy or pussy girl, let's call the "premature". Everyone used to be them, not even me :)) 

Secondly, I don't mention money literally before. How come? Well, I don't say you have to be rich when you start to plan the marriage. But at least you must think that love can not be eaten, it's invisible. 

Merantau

Good evening from Bandung.
10th of December 2015.
Cisitu Indah 2/12

Special for today, I picked up the title from Bahasa Indonesia. It's not because today Mr. Jokowi is coming to Bandung (who cares?) or the concurrent election has just been held yesterday in every district of Indonesia (I choose to be absent, though). Merantau is one of Indonesian words that can't be translated better in English. It will be meaningless if I used the english version, imho. Such an absurd reason I knew it hahaha *evil smirk*

Merantau (verb): (1) Leave one's home area to make one's way in life. (2) Wander about. (3) Sail along the reaches of a river

I've stay in this town about more than 4 years, far from my parents, and try to do everything by myself. Thank God I still have financial and motivation support just like in my hometown, but the taste is different. Indeed, I've realized it since the first time I spent my night here, alone. And then now, it reached its peak. The academic duty has became a pressure inside my heads, overlapping life emotion, over thinking of everything , plus.... little bit unfavorable weather. Perfect. If my feeling was converted into an artwork, maybe this is the highest value of it.

Companion for last 2 days. 

Zombie

Okay. Recently I little bit disturbed by this kind of scene from my nearby, my friends, even sometimes myself.
Starts from now, I PROMISED NOT TO USE MY HAND PHONE (at least) WHILE I AM WALKING. I am deeply regret used to do it :/ That looks freaky sad like a zombie, a horrible zombie. I really hate that. Save every gadget on pocket and look forward, the real world. How I miss my old phone, when I only received messages or calls.

Picture was taken from: Psychology and Human Development's Facebook Account