The Last Movie I Cried To

Legend of 1900. Film ini diputar di HBO sekitar dua minggu lalu. Tidak sengaja juga ketika gonta-ganti kanal melihat-lihat jika ada acara yang layak ditonton. Dan menemukan film ini. Ceritanya memang sedikit ajaib dan terlalu mengkhayal walau sebenarnya merupakan adaptasi dari sebuah novel Italia, tapi keseluruhan bagus, sangat menyentuh sampai membuat saya menangis haru --", lagu-lagu latarnya sangat earcatching. Namun ada satu latu yang benar-benar nyantol di kepala saya hingga saya bela-belain mencari di internet judul lagunya. Dan ternyata berjudul "Playing Love", ada versi orkestra, ada versi piano. Saya lebih suka versi yang ke dua seperti yang dimainkan dalam scene di bawah ini. Beyond beautiful!!

 

On Learning Danish

Learning Danish poses a real challenge

What is madness? That's when you start thinking that Danish is a pretty language that you get tempted to learn it. That sounds mad, right? But that's what's come over me lately. Yesterday I checked my all time favourite language-learning resources online and successfully got me a few files on learning Danish, both audio and e-books. And one can download them for free, niiiiice. When I was at high school I used to teach myself Norwegian, and I've been pretty much informed ever since that written language of Norwegian is more or less identical to that of Danish for a historical reason. So having prior knowledge of Norwegian is clearly an advantage. 


I've only little problem with written Danish, but one thing that one needs to tackle is the pronunciation. Yep, Danish is known for their magical way of speaking. Some say they speak as if they were drunk. Their fondness of reducing sounds is remarkable. In fact Danish has at least nine vowels and it is said the richer a language in vowels, the more complicated one has to pronounce it. Well if you still don't get what I just wrote just think languages like French or Chinese. Having learnt French for a good nine months at a language school, not to mention some attempts I had made on my own beforehand, I can reassure you that Danish tastes much creamier, more fluid than the infamous French. Even it's said jokingly that Danish consonants are spoken as vowels by Danes. Overall I do believe that there's something attractive about this less popular foreign language that seems irresistable. The Danes' ability to even include muscle throat as a part of their resonance organ is plausible, and laughable at the same time.

Along with Swedish and Norwegian, Danish has its origin in Old Norse as the parent language. Over the time languages do evolve, they split from each other, get branched-off to become their recent form, modern version. For me learning language means looking back to the past, to the history of humankind. Each words listed in dictionary is a piece of history, we might never know how ancient they are, we may not know if they're actually connected to those of other languages. One thing for sure languages are living proof of our unthinkable evolutionary journey as the dwellers of the Earth. They mark our existence as a human being.

Further readings:

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Nusa Lembongan Part 1

Stunning sandy beach on Nusa Lembongan

Nusa Lembongan, a tiny vacation island of big contrast... (to be continued)

Dropping Your Brain On The Paperwork

I’ve heard many times people say that they have the best job in the world. To tell you the truth I’ve never really been able to relate mine to that kind of statement, not until today. In fact, today was supposed to be like any other days I’d lived before. I was one of three physicians in charge at the emergency unit this morning. I came an hour late for work because I felt like somewhat sleep-deprived by the time I woke up to the alert ring from my cell phone I set up regularly at 4.45 a.m. Besides I decided to go on foot to the hospital this morning since I realized I had been in my second week of physical inactivity. I missed my 60-minute Sunday morning jogging cos I spent a couple of weekend back at my parents’ home in Surabaya. 


By the time I arrived at the ER around 8 a.m. there were already four or five patients awating in the ward. There I went doing my job, taking history, doing necessary physical examinatons, then going back to my seat ready to rearrange the stories the patients told me on their medical record. This is inarguably my favourite part of the job, trying to rule out some differential diagnosis, thinking of all the possibilities to pave the path for establishing the most accurate diagnosis. I call it a creative process of dropping your brain on the paperwork. A process in which your academic capacities are put on test for real. A process uniquely by you that yields a result which sometimes leaves your signature, your flavor that makes you differ from your colleagues. Then, once the diagnosis is established, it’s not that difficult to administer the proper treatments to the patients. But truly this is among the most fulfilling part, it gives you a good feeling at the start and confidence along the recovery process of the patients.