contemplation

I have never, literally, visited Cilegon.  I just passed through it several times.  And the town always woke up some nostalgia in me.

Because I too was raised in a sleepy small town like Cilegon, that breathes her life thanks to an industry, or several industries, that may one day also bring about her demise, with the destruction of the environment or when they stop operation and leave just like that.

But I read somewhere some days ago that Cilegon has one of the best spatial-plannings of all regions in Indonesia.  I hope that is true, and I hope that Cilegon will continue living as a wealthy town - I’d love to see the lights of the factories in the night again, dancing around in the dark like some gigantic fireflies.  But I also observed that several of the hills around the town have been half-destroyed by diggings to extract the minerals or the sand, I don’t know.  I’m afraid such exploitations will one day make Cilegon inhabitable anymore - I heard there have been some regions lacking water, which is natural when you destroy the forest and vegetation around you like that. 

My best wishes for you, Cilegon.

So are we having a dry season or a rainy season?  Just a couple of weeks ago we’re still in the middle of the killing heat of a dry season; the roads were dusty, the grasses retreated underground waiting for the next period of enough precipitation to emerge again — but nowadays almost every day the sky is dark and some rain falls to the thirsty land.  Global warming has stopped us from having our seasons regularly, eh.