Pray for Japan, Pray for Indonesia,
before i say anything, please forgive my stupid english
imagine, that you're standing all over the land... everything in front of you, nothing but debris, you’re looking for your family, your friends, your beloved one, or anyone who could stand with you... hold your hand. You can smell nothing but the smell of sea that you think not as nice as you usually know. Smell of blood, smell of the earth, and the cold freezing air. You hate it now. How those smells change your life now.
But still, you’re in emptiness...
But you keep walking, you felt your legs hurts for something but it was nothing compared with your hearts.
Then you see it, a hand come out from those debris. It’s stiff but somehow you’re become so curious. Whose hand is that?
And you pull it up, find a body and face that you recognized as one of your family, or your friend, or your beloved one....
Could you imagine that?