Friday, August 29, 2008

Widuri.

Widuri will not mean much to many. Yet to many, it may.

Many things remind us of our childhood. Events. People. Food.

One of the things that reminds me of my childhood is the song Widuri, sung by a popular Indonesian singer Bob Tutupoli. My dad and I liked him and his songs.

I saw Bob Tutupoli at the Surabaya airport. After some prodding from my dad, I went upto him and smiled. We were leaving Indonesia that day and a part of my childhood as well.

With Widuri, it is easy for me to reach back to my childhood. The memories. What could have ... would have ... should have. All left there, in the innocence of time.

"Widuri ... oh sayang" (Listen here).

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