Firstly.
Lemme introduce miself. My name is: Bonar MP Sinaga.
You can call me Bonar, Bobo, MP, or simply… Bo. Whichsoever convenient to you.
Previously, I decided to use the anonymous nature of internet to the max, and was probably (or NOT) known by several different nicknames. If you open a dictionary to find the meaning to the word coward, you might find my picture there 
…And no, Im not proud of it.
Only after these recent 2-3 years, I had the courage reasons strength will to step up and claim to call my words as my own.
The conception of this blog was actually started when I accidentally found unspun’s post about “rasa not so sayang”,
I was awed by that blog, of which I considered rich, fascinating, and fun to read, especially the comments part.
There were so many things i wanted to write about… to comment about, but I decidedly refrained myself from commenting much,
firstly becoz I want to give myself more time to read understand what other people think. Another reason is becoz I need time to refresh my mind, so I will be able to write in a more structured and cleaner manner than on the sporadic comment system.
So i will write about the topic discussed on that particular post as my next post… when i have enough strength spare time will to compose my thoughts.
While surfing on that same blog, i found another interesting article about Bridge Blogging, I realize I need to participate (to at least try) to write ideas in English.
FYI, This is not my first blog, tho might probably be the ultimate last one.
My previous supposedly-ultimate blog has already filled with unimportant things about feelings, depression and stupid stuffs …And of course, it was written in a mixed Language of Bahasa Indonesia and English.
Therefore in essence, my previous blog is not suitable for bridge blogging.
For these reasons above all, this blog was born, it will fully be written in English, And there will be no whinings about personal stuffs
Lastly, this is these are the words of a dead person who inspire the name of my blogs:
“There is something wrong with this world. How can you NOT see it with compassion or even restlessness and anxiety, how can you NOT try to approach it with a something-different?”
