Nik Setiadarma

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  • Ceritanya Lagi Bosan

    Ceritanya Lagi Bosan

    Menyelesaikan tahun ketiga dengan hasil yang tidak buruk ternyata cukup melegakan. Tidak buruk di sini terdengar ambigu ya? Hehehe. Maksud saya, di tahun ketiga kemarin saya berhasil menyelesaikan ujian, sidang proposal, dan mendapatkan dana riset tambahan tetapi di saat yang sama juga mendapat berbagai penolakan dan hambatan fisik yang cukup mengganggu (halo covid, migrain, dan… Read more

  • oh no we dont

    oh no we dont

    i used to keep the flowers they brought at midnight because nine pm the sun still shines i was grateful i was hopeful sometimes defeated but hail lord of the blue ocean and green grass is here with us i wish for their happiness but evil takes prayer away so they become a sad monster… Read more

  • A Litany of Letting Go

    A Litany of Letting Go

    Letter Five, paraphrased The I sounds her cries. “I am part of your fate. Whether our love is worth it or not is irrelevant. So what if there’s someone nicer than you or prettier than you–it doesn’t change a thing. Come and hurt me more. You still mean the same to me. I belong to… Read more

  • Motion Sickness

    Motion Sickness

    I suffered from vertigo in the middle of answering an exam question about the history and historiography of translation in Southeast Asia. The world spun. My guts hurled up. I threw acid fluid from my mouth. I closed my eyes. The light hurt. “Sayang, I need Dramamine” so my head could stop saying to itself… Read more

  • Vicente Rafael, “Contracting Colonialism”

    Vicente Rafael, “Contracting Colonialism”

    Conversion is translation is conversion. Contracting Colonialism by Vicente Rafael is about the uneasy relationship between translation and conversion in the Spanish colonization of the Tagalog speakers of the Philippines from the late sixteenth to the early eighteenth century. By reading curated Spanish and Tagalog sources during the period, Rafael examines “the impact of evangelization… Read more

  • Slice-of-Life

    Slice-of-Life

    10 February 1934. It was a Saturday afternoon, a twelve-year old girl walking on the street of Kepatihan-School, Djember. At the same time a man asked his assistant to put a car on his garage. The assistant did not have a driving license and inexperienced in driving. What he didn’t know: the break apparently wasn’t… Read more