It's November. How time flies, I feel like yesterday I was stepping my first step up in Australia land. Yeah, I know my latest post before this was on mid of September. And yeah I know that I was 'dead' for the last 2 and a half months. If you could recall, I did say that writing keeps me alive, so it means not writing makes me die. Yes, it's actually kind of true in some sort of ways. The lab keeps me busy and cause me flat all the time at home. The pressure is even dragging me out to the lab during the weekend. So, even though there were piles of ideas in my mind to write, how could they be translated into words when my fingers refused to touch the keyboard. This happened when all ATPs have been spending out for thinking and reacting to find the answers to 'why my protein doesn't refold, why my protein's peak doesn't appear, why my protein isn't active' and others unsolved mystery of this 'guy'. Since I have chosen this less traveled path, my life have been haunted by this guy at all time. It's not that I didn't know the guy is waiting along the road when I chose to travel through it. So, I shouldn't complain as this is what I choose myself.
I love to quote this, 'To live in the world without becoming aware of the meaning of the world is like wandering about in a great library without touching the books'. Somehow this quote reminds me, as if that is what I have been through since that day I chose the path. I'm actually in the process of searching the meaning of the world, without realizing it. This sort of soothes me a little bit. hehe.
There's not much time left here. This weekend I feel like stop for a moment and catch a breath before continuing this marathon. Giving myself a little me time to so-called organize myself, re-arrange my mind as well as packing things to be shipped back home and celebrate eid tomorrow. Yay we are making rendang and ketupat again. And I reckon that this probably is my biggest 'Qurban' (sacrifice) in my life. Going away from home to study, and celebrating both eids away from family. I'm hoping that this sacrifices will grant me His blessing, as that is what we all need after all.
Fitzroy Garden, Spring 2011, Melbourne.
p/s: I'm currently reading 'The Lost Symbol' by Dan Brown, inspired by someone whose has always been inspiring me from the day I met him. And I know now he's reading this. I know you're my devoted 'stalker' right? (he called it fan) hehe. And by the way, the quote is taken from that book.
