Rabu, 31 Juli 2013



So Long My Friend..




Hari ini sekali lagi kami kehilangan seorang teman.

Sekitar dua bulan lalu, kami pun ditinggalkan satu teman seperjuangan, Andre. Dan sekarang Riduan. Oppa Riduan.

Kepergian mereka yang cukup mendadak memang sempat mengejutkan kami semua, teman-teman dekatnya. Tapi akhirnya kami maklum.

Stabilitas pekerjaan sempat agak terganggu sepeninggal dia, tapi dengan teamwork yang cukup baik, so far kami bisa tetap berjalan meskipun agak terpincang-pincang.

Well, jalan hidup seseorang memang unik. Sudah ditentukan skenarionya. Tapi tetap saja kita kadang terkaget-kaget dalam memerankannya. Sang Maha Sutradara begitu piawainya menggulirkan kejadian dan kisah. Begitu tak terduga..

Kami berlima berkumpul malam ini di meja kotak sebuah restoran. Berkumpul dalam suasana yang betul-betul lain untuk pertama kalinya. Cerita pun bergulir satu demi satu. Seakan-akan sudah terpendam sekian lama. Revealing the real us..

Dan malam ini kami mengenal orang yang berbeda. Wish this should never end..

Aku jadi ingat sepenggal syair sebuah lagu :

“Jangan berakhir.. kuingin sebentar lagi.. Satu jam saja.. biar kurasa bahagia mengakhiri segalanya..”

Tiga jam pun berlalu dengan cepat. Gelap malam mulai merambati jalan-jalan yang sepi. Di tengah keheningan kami berjabat terat. Saling melepas dalam kerinduan yang sudah datang.

So long my friend.. May God always be with you..
 
Kamis, 31 Juli 2013
– Untuk Oppa Riduan –
 We’ll miss all the morning visits, arguments, and afternoon English times.. J
 
 

Minggu, 07 April 2013


BOOK ADDICT

 







Books is the center of my life..

From the time I had some collection in my childhood, books has never fail to fascinate me..

 I remembered having small box of library, contained my early collection of old storybooks and magazines. I took it wherever I played with my friends. While some of them playing tags, hide and seek, etc, I just sat in the corner and reading the books. Some of my friends were lending the books and paid me some money. It’s particulary my first moving library.. J

The books continued to drag me to childhood fantasies. The elf and fairy story at favorite magazine, Enid Blyton books, Grimms Fairytales, Tom Sawyer, etc. Then eventualy I started reading Sidney Sheldon, Dan Brown, Harry Potter, Twilight Saga, even Fifty Shades Trilogy in my adulthood.

Maybe the fond of books was built by my father’s habbit in telling bedtime stories when I was a child. I was always delighted to hear his stories. His voice was such a lullaby and keep attached to my memory. My favorite story was Jack and The Beanstalk. Kind of fascinating to hear my father said ‘Fee fii foo fumm..’ telling that the giant was entering the room.

 

I value books very much. I value more of old books, picture books and others. I used to hang out at Used Books Stall at local book market, usually Palasari or Dewi Sartika Street. I spent hours just hunting for old children books, novels that already rare, and felt satisfied when I got some good collection with very affordable price.

I regularly visits Books Fair held periodicaly at my town, and I have regular visits to local bookstore or discount bookstore to hunt some more collection.

 

My private collections now count to hundreds of books; covers from children books, novels, spiritual books, motivation books, even Worldbook Encyclopedia. My house is full of book shelves, downstair and upstair. Books can be found everywhere at my house, from living room to bedroom.

 

I bring book everywhere. I read it anywhere, anytime. I read it while I’m on line waiting at the ATM, at Malls, at motorcycle or public transportation when going to work, even I listen to audio books while I work.. J. So there’s no day without a book for me.

 

Books inspire me a lot. It soothes me when I am in a bad mood. It delights me when I’m in a good state. I begin to write also, start from my junior high special diary to many articles for work and my personal blog.

And now, my three daughters are starting to like books too. I connect them to it. They kind also have their own book collection. My youngest daughter who still in first grade has started to read ‘Sapphire Battersea’, children book wrote by Jacqueline Wilson, reaching page 83 by now.

 

And while I write this, I am listening to Roald Dahl audiobook best story, Matilda. Since I can’t afford to buy full collection of Roald Dahls paperback 15 stories worth IDR 695.000, so I began to download them from internet. It’s amazing.. I feel blessed hearing the stories..

 

So, that’s my story about my relationship with books. Unlike other relationship, I thinks it will last forever. For I understand and value the books, and the books understand and value me back.. J

 

 

Minggu, 31 Maret 2013



JUNIOR HIGH REUNION



 
 
 
 
 
Last Saturday was an amusing day..

It’s because some of my childhood friends from Junior High came to my house and had some kind of sweet reunion.. J

We haven’t seen each other for a very long time. Five to ten years since last time.. So it’s pretty delighting to see them.

Two of my best friends came. One is a female friend whom very attached to me when we were at Junior High. Her swinging moods from school times have dissapeared now. She’s a mature woman now, but still with her unexpected behaviour that made us all laugh.

Another one is a male friend. Samely attached to me as the female, but in a very different way. A-more-romantic-puppy-love-kind-of-way.. J. So much I want to say to him, and yet very little words came out from my mouth. So it’s remain the same as it was. As it is. Unspoken words. Between us..

We all went to a karaoke house in a mall, and met another couple friends there. A guy with his wife. Best friend of the first guy. Best friend of me too. And we sang many songs of our times : old times and present times. Wild ones and sweet ones. Feel like in the past. We are the same persons we used to hang out, but in a mature state.

Some of us even have already had children as old as we were used to be. And it’s odd to picture our children in our state now.

Two hours we’re together. Two hours we sang out loud our childhood memories. Two hours we were like on a ballon.. Only us..

Then time is up to step out for our reality.

He took all the girls home and dropped us at my house.

I don’t know if this gonna happen again in future time. But sure we value this meeting. This sweet small reunion.

We shaked hands.. and then said goodbye..

So long my friends.. I love you all.. J

TRUE FRIEND..

  


 

 
 
When feeling blue..

And out of place..

I know you’re there..

Somewhere...

                      When feeling joy..

                     And smile is flow..

                     I know you’re there..

                     Overthere..

You and me..

Hardly ever met..

But we help each other..

Support one another..

In a simple way..

Only with words..

                      That’s the true friends

                     Sincere..

                     No tendency..

                     No fake..

                     Only be there..

Minggu, 03 Maret 2013


SWEET MEMORIES


 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
What times could do to some memories?

Long time memories.. ?

It’s been quite a long time since it strucked my life.. our life..

But still, it clearly felt..

Just like only yesterday..

Just like.. now..

 

Maybe ‘cos it’s so strong ..

So it remains there.. not altered ..

Just buried at special place in each of our hearts ..

Maybe ‘cos it’s so sweet ..

So it still can tingle our thoughts..

Makes us laugh and smile ..

 

Well.. they’re our teenage memories..

Genuine first feelings..

It connects us..

It can find us..

Forever..