OMG. I wrote this and saved it into the draft. Well, I know people have forgotten the open letter rumor several months ago. But, I think I still need to post it. So...
Good day, sir. I am writing to you here because I don't know how to post it in on tumblr and I don't want to find out how to either. So, I let my soul writes here and I hope someday, somehow, you'll be able to read this open letter to you.
I'm surprised to see many people are concerned about you and they want to spare some time to write to you. Either you're willing to read it or not, (well, actually you'll be just fine when you read those letters) those letters still come up everyday. I 'm interested in expressing my thoughts about you because I'm also interested in your exceptional character. I mean, look at you! You definitely love yourself and you've got great ambition to be the greatest person in my lovable country, Indonesia.
Dear, Mr. Prabowo, your life must be hard. You know; there is a metaphor in this world about an egg and boiling water. This raw egg used to be soft and mild before it is boiled in a boiling water. When it comes up from the hot water, the egg becomes cooked and no longer soft. All I can think about this metaphor someway, is you. Well, not exactly only you. It's me and you. I know how it feels like. I can still smell the blessedness of my childhood. It's a great fortune for me. I was just young and happy. I didn't know what pain was. I only cried when I wanted some snacks that my dad banned to be eaten by his kids. When I grew older and more mature, I knew pain. Maybe it's not as painful as yours, but I felt pain too. I cried several times; trying to fix my heart, but it didn't heal quickly like I've always wanted. I became that cooked egg; I'm no longer soft and mild. I was angry with what happened in my life. Again, I'm no longer that soft raw egg. And now, I looked at my reflection on you. You are exactly just like me. You didn't want to lose because losing is pain. Yea, I know because when I knew what pain was and how exactly that hurt me so bad, I unconsciously pulled the strength out of myself. It was great sometimes because I don't fear, but do you know when I am too strong I hurt people around me too?
I am writing to you in a very painful condition right now. I have a big problem and I start to feel pain as well. It's just again, suddenly I remember you.
Mr. Prabowo, you're not alone. I am also great and smart; without intending to exaggerate or show off, and I also have so many plans for Indonesia. I want - really really want - Indonesia to become a very great country. I don't want the money. I have no heart to see some people begging for food on the street while I am here; looking for the way how I should I spend my money for. However, I can't see myself become a president, rule our country. I am a self-centered woman. Maybe not always, but I can't lose. I don't want even to start as a candidate. I never look up to it. Wondering why? I am that cooked egg. I still figure out how to be a well cooked delicious egg.
We're just the same. Mind to make it happen together? Don't worry, I can't lose too.
Esra Masniari Tambunan
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