the train

imagine a life taken away.. imagine a life, or some, so familiar to you taken away, abruptly, without any chance to see what will come through, with no chance to predict of what could have been..

it would be downright annoying haha

but that's basically the idea for this one..

a father and a child, waving goodbye to a mother, a wife , to go to both work and school, an ordinary family with ordinary problems of simple lives in the heart of jakarta, and when everything starts to flow, when all characters are being familiarized, as the writer have successfully bring out the real charm of each character through his way of elaboration

these lifes are taken away (pang!) just like that

the end



there are two ways of doing it; a simple mind to mind conversation by and to each characters with simple street signs of where they're now coming up once in a while to keep the reader's attention spanned and give breaks to each introduction of new problems..

or a conversation to one source altogether with no naration from a third party, which is awesomly cool, the most absurd idea that come up to me once the name David Foster Wallace is mentioned; which probably not his style either cos i've never read his work, but boy does he inspirational..

in a way, i'm thinking about a middle class working man going down a vicious circle of financial problem to start, probably got stuck to a decission to loan some money or not, and a sixth grade kid with school issues, probably about classmates, or new books to buy, stupid teachers.. and right before the end of the story a character appear as a guy who bring the disaster, best to be an angkot driver, reckless because of well, let's just say inevitable behaviour...

proving that no one is making a mistake, and if they do, no one could literally blame them. it's just meant to happen.. some people just had to die..