THERE once was a proverb that went, "It rains gold in other countries, it rains rocks in our country, but it's better to be in our own country." At the time, Indonesia was portrayed as "the beautiful Indies", with swaying coconut palms, yellow rice fields as vast as forests, "not seas, but pools of milk". But, it's common knowledge that people in droves are seeking a living in distant lands. And instead of the golden rain, some of them have to cope