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Aura Farming, or the Cultivation of Cool

How a calm boy on an Indonesian racing boat taught the internet to look effortlessly cool

By Hibiscus K. Reginald
Rayyan Arkan Dikha, eleven, dancing on the prow of a racing boat at the Pacu Jalur festival in Riau, Indonesia
Rayyan Arkan Dikha, eleven, dancing on the prow of a racing boat at the Pacu Jalur festival in Riau, IndonesiaImage: still from YouTube

"Aura farming" is the deliberate cultivation of effortless charisma, the slow accumulation of cool through small gestures repeated until they pass for second nature. The phrase joins aura, the intangible air a person is felt to give off, to farming, a term borrowed from video games, where players grind through the same dull task to build up resources. It began modestly around 2024, passed among admirers of anime heroes and the occasional celebrity, a tidy way of praising someone who seemed magnetic without any visible effort.

Its moment arrived in the middle of last year, and it arrived by boat. At the Pacu Jalur festival in Riau, Indonesia, an eleven-year-old named Rayyan Arkan Dikha stood on the narrow prow of a racing vessel and performed a slow, unhurried dance while the craft surged beneath him and the oarsmen strained behind. He never lost his balance, and he never lost his composure. The clip travelled fast, set to every imaginable soundtrack and watched many millions of times, and the boy, whose real job aboard is to spur on his team and keep his footing, was in due course appointed a youth tourism ambassador by the provincial governor.

Since then the term has drifted well beyond the water. To aura farm is to perform some ordinary act with studied nonchalance, the trolley guided coolly through the supermarket, the short walk to the bin carried out as though cameras were trained on it. A neat contradiction sits at the centre of the idea, for charm advertised as effortless must here be sown and harvested like a crop. The generation that named the practice seems to understand the joke perfectly well, and to grasp that looking as though one is not trying is, in practice, a fair amount of work.

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