Back To The Past

I have a meeting tomorrow at an office lot across to one of Jakarta malls, Mal Daan Mogot. Surprisingly, or not, I don’t know where it is. So, I ask Google Map, as always, trying to get lucky to get the picture how on earth I can be there from my super remote work place.

I typed the name of the mall in English and in Bahasa Indonesia. Nothing came up. #relieved I am not the only one who’s lost here. Hello? Then I typed the address. Not as precise as I hope, duh? of course!, but I managed to understand.

So next, I typed my workplace address because I’ll be going from there. Bina Bangsa School PIK. Nothing came up. I typed the address. Nothing came up. ugh. So I zoomed in and in and in and finally, I found it… or not.

Wow. I was shocked looking at the sattelite view of my school. It was totally different. It was taken years ago, I believe. I could notice that some buildings were not there yet. It was just some empty space. And then I smiled. Wow. I felt I just time travelled to few years back. Interesting, isn’t it?

Well, what’s more interesting was the feeling that I got. I was not there at the time where my school was just two buildings, primary and secondary. I did not even know that this school existed. Yet, I could imagine people inside that building. My previous principal was there. And most importantly, Ms Linawati Liauw must be there also! I am so weird now. This is interesting feeling.

Life is remarkable, isn’t it? It just always fascinates me. Sometimes in a sharp, deep way. Sometimes, in a light, weird way. Or sometimes, in a simple joyful way.