Every morning as soon as I get up and on the way to the office I update my status on my mobile Twitter with words on the lines of ‘good morning people’ or ‘on my way to the office, traffic not so bad this morning’. Throughout the day as I go through my daily activities I duly tweet what I do, what I eat, my opinions on current issues, my responses to what other Twitterers post and from time to time, my ideas and from time to time, some words or wisdom that cross my mind.

The last thing I do before retiring for the night is to check my Twitter Timeline and post a final tweet for the day, usually not forgetting to wish people goodnight.

My aunt called me the other day asking if I wanted her help to buy a goat to kill on Idul Adha or the Day of Sacrifice for Moslems. She already bought a cow worth seven million rupiahs as a sacrifice to be slaughtered on that day on behalf of her household. The meat, she said, would be distributed to the less fortunate living near her area.

I asked her where she was keeping the cow in the meantime, and she said the poor animal was already tethered in the backyard waiting for the fateful day. And no, she did not give her a name. It’s not a pet but a sacrificial animal.