Bu Sumarni with his colleague, trade their fortune in the jungle of Jakarta, playing the only songs they know–“Javanese Uro Uro”, in pavement of Jakarta’s street restaurant.

Coming from Semarang, they were pushed to this metro city as their songs and skills become obsolete, heading to extinction in the wake of modern tunes.

I feel calm inside hearing their songs, bring back the good memories of the past. God bless them.