I spent my youth in Kampung Bali, Tanah Abang, Central Jakarta. Although not as nice as in Menteng, living in Kampung Bali was quite pleasant, as it was strategically located, near important places, such as Sarinah, Monas and Hotel Indonesia. Back then, in the 1960s, life in the kampong was very simple. Although almost all of the people there were poor, we felt close to each other, like a family. During Ramadhan