The Harshness of Life in Jakarta
The rigors of Jakarta, this word may have been familiar to our ears or in our daily conversations, we often hear it as an expression of their disappointment that live and find sustenance in this great city. It does not count how many people who have become victims of the rigors of this city, the city that became the capital of the cities in this country, the city that became the center of government of this country, the city is filled with diverse ethnic, cultural, religious, and different profession from all walks of life, whether rich or poor.
Jakarta, a city that is always filled with violence, rivalry, deceit and hypocrisy of leaders who most of them simply enrich themselves and think about its interests alone. Jakarta, a city that has an attraction for migrants from small towns to find work that might sustain their life needs who wander in this great city, but not a few of those who want to try their luck in the big city is only with reckless and intention, in the end not infrequently from those who later it plunged into the dark abyss, the abyss filled with darkness, ravines crowded with mournful cries and weeping soul that every moment is always heard by the ears of the heart.
Not infrequently, we often see a lot of immigrants who failed to realize his dream in the middle of the competition and the rigors of life in Jakarta as well as the necessities of life are increasingly urgent. many of them were eventually racked his brain, and change the way of thinking and principles to adapt in the new environment, some of those who have followed the principle "not embarrassed not eat" and was forced to cut veins of shame to be beggars, buskers, hawkers, some even become swindlers, pickpockets, and others. it's all done on the basis of encouragement stomach and survive the tough competition in this great city, and finally stamped into the garbage people of this city, coupled with the value of unemployment which annually always expand and grow that originated from the competition and the rigors of the city of Jakarta and failure dreams not be bought.
Not difficult for us to see the sights that may be familiar in our eyes, in the terminal, red lights, bus stops and sidewalks on the outskirts of the city that served as home and land to make a living for the buskers, beggars and peddlers, even pickpocket and Snatcher and other criminals who initially became victims of jakarta city rigors of competition and encourage them to do reckless. Then where the role of government and our leaders (especially this city) ..?, Whether they are busy concocting and plan something for those who have become ragtag ..?. In fact, we often hear and see they are captured, recorded (questioning) and released later captured, recorded again and release it back without provisioning sufficient to guarantee them not again return to the road. Even more tragic and very sad, they are utilized for being the object of the project for the sake of business that can attract material profit out of a product or institution that is irresponsible.
I don't intend to belittle the performance of the government and impose or exclude a product company and any institution, I only deliver what is heard from the people who experience it and of my vision on this fact. But I believe there are still many people who are noble and companies and institutions that are truly sincere attention and care of their misfortunes. Again, the author simply wanted to convey to everyone, especially those who see only from the standpoint of luxury cars, escorted by their personal guards, TV screens, houses luxurious, air-conditioned room that they feel every day, without ever feel what is experienced by people who are out there, who earn a fortune in the scorching heat of the sun, singing and shouting loudly until forced to cut veins of shame in order to collect the pieces of the rupiah and a packet of rice.