Geng Sanput

Friends, laughter, and late-night stories at our cozy boarding house.

"I am glad you are here with me. Here at the end of all things, Sam." – Tolkien

안녕~~~

The only things truly precious to me are people: parents, family, and friends. Well, it's three o’clock in the morning and I can’t sleep, so I decided to write this post to introduce you to my best friends in college.

Fast forward to today, they’ve been my besties for about 3.5 years. At first, we girls weren’t that close, but living in the same boarding house made us grow closer day by day. Our cozy homebase? Sanput, short for "Sandi Putri", a small boarding house in Kutek, Depok, with a few simple rooms and a pleasant atmosphere. Perfect for chatting, studying, or just hanging out.

We didn’t have an official group name, but people started calling us Geng Sanput, and I kinda love it. Here’s a picture of us together:

Cheers! Three fingers wide smile (^_^)/

Meet the Geng Sanput members!

1. Ikah (me!)

Hehe, sorry for the awkward pose. Everyone says I have the most jutek face – always looking angry, unfriendly, and snooty. Resting bitch face, maybe? But honestly, I’m cute, funny, and friendly.. promise! Born with big eyes and a natural resting expression, but I swear I’m approachable.

2. Dewi Lestari Natalia (Dee)

Dee is the Queen of Alay – always overacting, selfie master, and duck-face expert. Her laugh is super lebay but totally hilarious. Loves purple and Adam Levine more than anything in this world, period. She can pull a funny pose in literally every photo.

3. Hestia Hartini (Hes)

Our food supplier lol. Hestia often brought chocolate, cakes, and even durian pancakes. She has a lovely, melodious voice – definitely our best singer. Ask her to sing a song, you'll be amazed! She’s already engaged and will be the first in our group to get married this year. I’m really happy for her!

4. Qurratul Ain (Ain)

My ex-roommate and a super good friend. She’s a little childish for her age, has a kid-like figure, and sometimes gets bullied easily. We had little quarrels over unimportant things, but mostly we joked around and laughed.

5. Setiyaningrum (Ningrum)

Hestia’s roommate. Loves singing, Korean movies, and IU. She’s captious, yes, but a really good Muslimah. Her door is always open for me even now! Ningrum is one of those friends who’s strict but also genuinely kind.

6. Maylani Tiarna (May)

Kindhearted and supportive. Maylani always helped me understand difficult things in class patiently. She often stayed overnight at our rooms even though her house was nearby. We share the same terrible habit of oversleeping (hence the dark circles under our eyes!).

7. Yoza Kurniawan (Ajoy)

My best internship partner! He didn’t live in Sanput because it’s for girls only, but his boarding house was right opposite ours – kind of funny, right? He always encouraged me and became one of my greatest motivators. Super smart, helpful, and unofficially our teacher.

Dee, Ain, Maylani, and Yoza were about to graduate in less than a week. I felt so happy for them, I couldn’t even explain it! Me? Still struggling haha.

I’m so lucky to have all of them. No words can ever express how much I love them. We shared laughter, studies, dreams, joys, and sorrows. Even distance cannot separate best friends.

I wish all of them the best in life: success, happiness, and good luck at every turn. This post is dedicated to them. I love you guys! ❤️

Here are some alay poses, specially led by Dee. Enjoy!

HAHAHAHA I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING!
Thanks Google+ for making it funny.

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Life of Pi (2012): Two Ways to Remember the Same Story

This post contains spoilers for both the novel and the film.

I first met Pi Patel when I was fifteen, rotting away in my high school bedroom. Back then, his story was just an adventure. A boy, a boat, a Bengal tiger. I treated his struggle like a set of chores. Outsmart the hyena, don't get eaten, find the island. When the ending gave me those two versions, I went with the animals because it was "prettier." I shut the book feeling pretty smug, thinking I’d just solved a clever puzzle. 

Watching Ang Lee’s film now, at twenty, it feels like a different kind of wreckage. This was never an adventure. Survival isn't the point anymore. Now I see the exhaustion of actually having to live with yourself once the struggle is over. The movie made me look past the "what" and into the "why." I'm thinking about the small, messy ways the ocean left its mark on the guy who actually made it back.

My take on Richard Parker completely flipped. At fifteen, he was just a predator to be avoided. Now, seeing that metaphor hits me so hard I can barely handle it. He wasn’t some beast sharing the boat; he was the savage version of Pi that had to come out so he wouldn't die. Every snarl was just Pi’s own terror reflected back at him. That’s why the ending is so gutting now. When that tiger walks into the jungle without looking back, Pi isn't losing a pet. He’s watching the wildest part of his own soul walk away. It's the part that saved him, but he knows he can’t bring that version of himself back to a normal life. You see it in his eyes on that beach. He’s going to miss that monster forever.

The movie turned the ending from a brain teaser to something much uglier. Reading the book, those two versions felt like a game of pick-your-favorite. But seeing adult Pi look that drained while recounting the brutal version ruined that for me. You realize the tiger story isn't just a smart writing trick. It’s the lie he needs so he doesn't collapse under what he actually did. The truth doesn't even matter at this point. What matters is that he needs the tiger story just to keep going without losing his mind.
Ang Lee made every frame look like a surreal painting, which actually messed with my head a bit. The glowing ocean, that perfectly still water.. it’s all so beautiful that it almost hides the horror of what's happening. The book didn't have that filter. It was desperate and chaotic, forcing you to look at the turtle blood and the filth. The movie feels like this hazy, spiritual dream, but the book just feels like an open wound. It’s the same plot, I know. But the book and the movie just don't belong in the same room.

I don't think asking which one is better even matters. The book was this private adventure I had as a teenager. The movie, though, felt like being forced to sit with someone else’s trauma. It’s exhausting. I don’t care about which version is superior. They’re just two different ways of looking at a tragedy that doesn't make sense anyway.

I'm not done with Pi yet. I’m just curious which version of the story I’ll actually believe when I’m thirty, and how much it’s going to hurt then.

Richard Parker was never meant to love him back. He was meant to leave, and by leaving, teach Pi how to live.

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