I spent the new year’s holiday along the streets of Jakarta in which I saw the dirt poor and the filthy rich side by side. I asked myself where is justice in this world when this is allowed to happen.
I walked on and I saw the the smiles and laughters of the seemingly poor people on the streets, their children’s playing gleefully in the puddle by the roadside after the storm and the simplicity of their lives. I also heard the complains of the stresses of the rich who are controlled by their wealth in manners we common people can only imagine. And then, that was when it daunted upon me, that justice, in accordance to HIM is more than what meets my eyes.