Locus

God didn’t let Adam live alone even in a heaven, so there was Eve made from his very crooked rib. Massive happiness are all over the floor now, knowing I’m not the one working hard, leaving me unconcerned and feeling an atmosphere of hospitality and professionalism going hand in hand within this organization. Entrusted as a head of this bureau is not as easy as turning the palm, but not too difficult as looking for a needle in some piles of straw. For some considerations, I took the risks running this year cabinet’s bureau and without long and convoluted consideration taking Yudha as my vice. Half year passed and I still couldn't grasp the fact that there isn't a single significant difficulty or even problem. Why worry when problems can be solved straightforwardly?

 

So there is Luthfan, starting everything altogether with me, those events, those organizations, those divisions or even subdivisions which have kept us both awake til late. We both are like the inseparable two sides of coins. Let him answer the reason why he joined this year cabinet, 95% because of my flowing tears when he did state not to be one of our staffs. Lovely, our bond has been. Done with the talking. One of our—Media of Information and Publication Bureau—biggest projects, a magazine produced by our organization called Locus, is launched tonight and so we’ve been working so hard since last week. Coming home late, skipping sleep, nights have been turning into mornings and vice versa.

Having private assistance by our chairman, best of the best articles from some members, different from previous years. what matters is the challenge that this year Locus is not a project of the Department of Studies and Research, but ours. As this is ours, to put it to our biggest concern, I decided to do it together with the team. Differences in tastes and editing softwares become the main obstacles. But it doesn’t really matter for me as long as there will be learning outcomes and family spirit. 

Half year this ship has docked. Our goal is to achieve far away final port there. It would be naive for us to wanting perfections. The beauty of a ship is important, but a little flaw will not make this ship sinking. It is unfair and so selfish when each crew is not given the same opportunity. It is inhumane if we do not shed sweat in the same amount, because for heaven's sake, organization is not a destination but a journey.