Daun yang Jatuh tak Pernah Membenci Angin
25 Aug 2010 1 Comment
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Have you read my older post titled ‘Sepenggal Kisah Sepetik Daun’? Okay, then you must read that first before this one.
Daun yang Jatuh tak Pernah Membenci Angin is a kind of novel. I bought this book in ‘Galaksi Media’ with 20% discount. Then, what makes me want to own this book? Because it’s price is cheap? No no, of course no, this is because I see the material is close to the poem I mention above. It’s not about the whole story on this book, but the philosophy which has chosen by the writer.
“Daun yang Jatuh tak Pernah Membenci Angin”
Even Fallen Leaves Never Hate the Wind
These are words I love the most from this book:
“Daun yang jatuh tak pernah membenci angin. Dia membiarkan dirinya jatuh begitu saja. Tak melawan. Mengikhlaskan semuanya.”
Leaves that fell was never hated the wind. It let itself fall for granted. No fighting. Release everything in peace.
It’s about “Ikhlas”..
The most difficult thing to do in real life..
Hell yeah!
Even last sentence of my poem are,
Andai waktu melambat.. (If only the time goes slower and slower..)
Hoping is easier than releasing, isn’t it?!
The story of the book itself is about a jouney of poor girl in tough situation, how she survive with someone’s help and then develope herselves. She called him an angel, who save her. And how things become rather difficult when this girl love her angel more and more, but they were different 14 years of age.
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Daun yang Jatuh tak Pernah Membenci Angin
Tere-Liye
Gramedia Pustaka Utama
Hey hey, siapa dia??
25 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
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Kemarin sore, kami pergi berbuka makan siput2an di Tio Ciu, Gejayan. Kami adalah aku, Dira, Reta dan Lia. Selepas makan, masih dengan perut buncit kekenyangan kami menuju kosan.
Sesampainya di muka Kavika, kos-an tercinta, kami tertawa dengan riangnya saling mengejek masuk ke dalam, menaiki anak tangga dengan ringan. Sampai tiba-tiba umi (penjaga kos) tergopoh-gopoh menghampiri, sejurus kemudian kami dikejutkan dengan sebuah berita mencekam. Hasyah!
ADA LELAKI ASING DI ATAS GENTENG KAVIKA.
Dengan nekat dia menapaki genteng-genteng kavika lepas maghrib saat hujan deras lelah mengguyur Yogyakarta sesorean itu. Apa gerangan yang dia cari? Semuanya berasumsi dengan pikiran masing-masing, yang kesemuanya dapat dipilin menjadi satu pikiran. “Mulai sekarang harus pakai pakaian lengkap di kos-an.” Taulah kebiasaan anak kosan yang hobi kutangan.
Usai lelah pembicaraan, masih dengan bertanya-tanya kami menuju kamar masing-masing. Tiba-tiba kami berdiskusi dan berubah pikiran. Sepersekian detik berikutnya kutancapkan pedal gas menuju Pengok, kemudian lanjut menuju Galaksi Media dan kembali ke kos-an.
Malamnya kami berkumpul masih sesekali membahas kejadian tadi sore. Kepikiran. Ngeri aja kalo ada lekong tiba-tiba nongol depan muka! Ditambah lagi habis nonton film orang psikopat. Huhf..
Semoga kami semua dalam lindunganMu.
I’ve got influenza.. (again)
19 Aug 2010 2 Comments
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Well, in twitter, we need to write something in “very berry” simple way to atract people. You can write anything, anyone, anywhere or just retweet another post. You can post link also. The more you text, the more followers you get.
Then, in tumblr, you can post anything such as photos, videos and many more.
But, though there are billion followers, you’re not a leader of them all. Hahhaaa!! Words only TELL them to-do or not-to-do, they are not insistable in virtual life.
Haaattttccchhhiiiiiiimmmm..
I’ve got influenza.. (again)
For me, hatchim is the only thing which will give me more followers faster than twitter, tumblr, or another microblogging.
Back to the topic.
While forcing the followers to read, the writing also influenced the followers to write or rewrite..
So, Let’s influence people!!
Ps: Haaattcchiiiimm… Better soon=less followers.
When there’s nothing can do with egoism..
05 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
Choices are on you.. But, sometimes live doensn’t work equal to the choice that you choose..
I wish I was a puppet master and people are mine..
Those two are my last tweets before I post this one. See!! You smell something, don’t you?! You should smell egoism, a bit desperation filled with a tea-spoon of anger and disappointed. Yeah, women are created from blood and emotion at most. Hahhaa.. Kidding!
Yihaaa, my Lord calling me..
Release them..
Relieve them..
Let them free..
Prepare for prayer then..
maydarizkyhapsari
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