Since I was thirteen and developed some sense of self-consciousness and an awareness of my existence, I’ve always greeted December with mixed feelings. The month does not only mark the closing of yet another year, but this is also the month when my age increases a notch up on the chronological ladder. It is also the month I try to take stock of the past eleven months and see what earth shattering achievements I’ve accomplished and try not to get too depressed when faced with a pitifully short list.
Faced with a sudden appointment I found myself in Tokyo, Japan. When you’re a journalist and you’re granted an interview with the Prime Minister there’s not much time ...
My aunt called me the other day asking if I wanted her help to buy a goat to kill on Idul Adha or the Day of Sacrifice for Moslems. She already bought a cow worth seven ...
After days of following the Police versus the anti-corruption body, the KPK, that culminated in the public airing of tapped conversations that merely confirms a widely-he...
