Earlier today, I was reading this post by my colleague: โWell, that was weirdโ.
The post talked about the recent passing of Queen Elizabeth II, and how things feel soโฆ weird.
Iโm an Indonesian, and if my memory from my History class still correct, England (East India Company) didnโt occupy Indonesia that long, compared to the Dutchโs Vereenigde Oostindische Compagnie (Dutch East India Company) that settled in the country for a freaking 3.5 centuries or so. Indonesia fought for the independence and never been a part of any commonwealth with any European-based country.
So when the news about the passing broke, I thought I can just shrug it off and get on with my life as usual.
But dude, theโฆ feelings. That kind of surreal feelings you have as you see the news articles, tweets, Tiktok videosโฆ I remember I saw Charles and Camillaโs picture on my Facebook timeline with a caption: โKing and Queenโ, and I found myself muttered, โโฆ โฆ โฆ what?โ
I donโt have anything against Charles, but itโs just feel โnot right,โ you know? Something is no longer familiar, and it feels like you are missing a piece of puzzle. You are holding a puzzle piece and you know the piece will fits, but itโs not the same puzzle piece.
I donโt know if this is called as mourning. Perhaps not, but itโs definitely a different feeling far from โhappyโ or โsadโ or โangryโ. Itโs that dumbfounded feeling that caught you off-guard.























:)))) Samaaaa. Sekarang ga pake browsernya dulu, hahah