Yulia Ratnasari
Bio
Currently in the metamorphosis to pursue raison d'etre.
I formally study urban management, business and economics;
and self study anthropology, religion, biology, and geopolitics.
Stories (6/0)
Empty Gap of Love
I rode back home at 1:30 am after Nikhil's birthday party, a lil bit drunk after series of shots and drowsy after trying Indian dance we watched on Youtube. I kept on cycling and didn't try to locate where I was on google maps, since I was heading to the Nieuwe Krek, the tallest landmark of the city. Delft, as usual, was totally empty like a zombie city. It was nobody on the street.
By Yulia Ratnasari2 years ago in Confessions
Laughter, after the crash.
Waiting for Godot theater, for me, is rather unsettling than comical. I didn’t laugh watching and reading the whole play even though the other audiences find it entertaining. Beckett packed the misery of Vladimir and Estragon into comedy, despite the fact that I rarely find Western jokes as funny. In the story, the Godot (God?, or multi-interpretative being) is unlikely to come and becomes the center and the aim of the story. Didi and Gogo keep and keep on waiting, discussing hope and despair in ‘humorous’ way; and the wait continues until forever while in fact, it was really miserable.. by clinging into an uncertain hope.
By Yulia Ratnasari3 years ago in Fiction
The Cycle of Identity (We Must Embrace)
I still can recall clearly all the corrections that I have been receiving from my parents and the society. First, it’s about to stop crying. It happened when I was 4. I fell in the bathroom and it was hurt (and not really hurt), I instinctively and automatically cried running to my mom because it was I have been trained during my lifetime as a baby. The responses that I received was different in which she said “Stop being a crybaby. You’ve grown up”. I was shocked and by that time I instantly leveled up into a kid phase of life. Parents are superior, the ultimate teacher, and one-who-knows-it-all commander that direct and guide us how to behave well. That tragedy is vivid and accompanies me everyday wherever I injured by something both mentally and physically. I was taught to be strong and despise myself whenever I cry. It’s one of my first lesson of being human.
By Yulia Ratnasari4 years ago in Humans
Covid Crisis, Cash Flow, and Culinary Business Mitigation Plan
In Q1 2020, I currently am 25 years old and this is my first time experiencing world crisis after I reach adulthood. The first time I knew about coronavirus in December 2019, I thought it is only going to affect healthcare and political systems; yet, after the Wufan’s lockdown, I knew it is soon going to be economical. And it is our first world crisis after social media interconnectedness-digital era that human mankind is facing new lethal virus with its unique challenges including hoax, mass paranoid, and over sharing for their preventive actions to protect themselves from the virus. The virus is not as fatal as plague in 14th century, influenza, SARS or H1N1 but the crowds’ character has changed. They started to stockpile masks, hand sanitizers, and food like it’s WW3; and the panic spreads faster than the virus itself.
By Yulia Ratnasari4 years ago in Journal
I Finally Healed From Depression
Happy people are all alike, and unhappy people unhappy in their own ways. Some people grew up ignorant and thought-free, and some grew up depressive. It was 2009, when my friends asked me what happened, and I cannot believe it myself that I admitted, I'm depressive. It is not only me, but many people cannot ease the burden easily. When an accumulation of simple event caused discomfort, it feels like life hits me hard. Then unpleasant emotions (fear, dissapoinment, shame, grief, despair) dominating, our mind freaks out and rises out dark thoughts about what's been happened leads to what's gonna happen. It is like an pop-up adds when we cannot close the window and we simply cannot control them. The mind doesn't stop there, it thinks about an escape. An escape from the truth: gulping ISSR, alcohol, religion extrimism, sex, shopping, harm someone, and even suicide, as Nietzsche said 'letting the death enter freely'.
By Yulia Ratnasari4 years ago in Psyche
