Salma Q. WiradinataVendredi, 13 01 2017: Roadshow, Banten & II don’t know where I belong to; my parents were newcomers themselves. Mom was born & raised in Tanah Datar, Sumatra Barat while Dad was in…Jan 13, 2017Jan 13, 2017
Salma Q. WiradinataSurviving Survivor, (still not) Socially SurvivedIt’s been a month, 5 weeks of me living alone, the so-called trained myself to be self-reliant, standing on my own. Everything went smooth…Aug 22, 2016Aug 22, 2016
Salma Q. WiradinataUjung JalanBekas hujan yang meninggalkan jejak petrichor Dan deru nafasku yang berembun di dinding kaca, menatap ujung jalan Menunggu yang tak kunjung…May 22, 2016May 22, 2016
Salma Q. WiradinataAwkwardness.Another year has passed. Undeniable gauche has been filling our gap, months back then. Been a year, precisely today, it is.Apr 26, 2016Apr 26, 2016
Salma Q. WiradinataAnother story of A Little Girl and A Soldier.A little girl. A little dusty girl. Dust had been playing around with her for a long time. It was not hard to notice loneliness was her…Apr 26, 2016Apr 26, 2016
Salma Q. WiradinataChildhoodHere it was; I was busying myself along the circular motion equation and A sudden random song on a random playlist. Basically a random…Apr 24, 2016Apr 24, 2016
Salma Q. Wiradinata2014 and All of Those Reversed Tale of Today.Neither elephant nor children: I can’t always remember all of them.Apr 16, 2016Apr 16, 2016
Salma Q. WiradinataJune 4, 1940: The Last Day of Dunkirk EvacuationFeels like we’ve been running to the cottage. That stand still blue cottage near the beach, that you have showed me the photograph before…Apr 16, 2016Apr 16, 2016
