No. That’s not tattoo. It’s blood. My blood. Seen through the thin pore of my skin. It’s a statement. Not a statement of style. it’s a statement of tireness LOL :p
For the rest of you who is clueless, it’s a special Indonesian treatment for cold & muscle relaxation. I have it after massage.
Peace. Out.
Seorang Ibu-ibu bertransaksi dengan seorang penjual makanan yang ramah.
“Jadi berapa, Mang?”
“Tiga belas ribu lima ratus, Bu.” Kata penjual bubur mutiara, bubur sumsum, dadar gulung dsb itu.
“Oh, ini..” Kata si Ibu sambil menyerahkan selembar uang dua puluh ribuan.
Si ibu kemudian nampak sedikit terkejut karena si penjual menyerahkan kembalian tujuh ribu rupiah.
“Kok tujuh ribu Mang?”
“Iya Bu, gak ada lima ratusan, gapapa.”
“Oh makasih kalo gitu ya”
“Sama-sama Bu..”
Tak lama, seorang Laki-laki muda kembali menanyakan jumlah harga kepada si penjual, setelah dia memilih beberapa makanan.
“Berapa Mang?”
“Enem ribu Pak”
“Ini Pak” kata si pembeli dengan singkat sambil memberikan uang sepuluh ribu. Kembali si pembeli dibuat kaget sebab si penjual kali ini mengembalikan selembar uang lima ribu sambil bertanya apakah ada uang seribuan.
Si pembeli kemudian merogoh sakunya, dan hanya menemukan selembar uang dua ribuan.
“Ini pak ambil aja gapapa, gak usah dikembaliin.”
“Oh makasih atuh Pak..” Jawab si penjual itu dengan sumringah. Sambil si Laki-laki tadi bersiap pergi, mereka sempat mengobrol ringan tentang hujan yang akhir-akhir ini sering datang dan berhenti secara mendadak.
Moral of the Story:
1. Terbukti bahwa rezeki tidak akan tertukar, dan sering datang dari arah yang tidak disangka.
2. Memberilah karena dengan memberi, anda akan mendapat lebih banyak. Cerita nyata di atas memperlihatkan efek ini secara sempit, masih ada efek lain yang lebih luas dan dahsyat dari memberi.
3. Jangan lihat nilai lima ratus rupiah dari sudut pandang anda yang sanggup membayar tagihan internet atau seperti si Ibu tadi yang memarkir mobilnya di depan gerobak sederhana si penjual, tapi lihatlah dari sudut pandang si penjual. Uang lima ratus rupiah sebetulnya nilai yang cukup besar baginya.
Ya Allah, izinkan kami hidup dalam sistem kebaikan seperti itu ya Allah. Berikanlah berkah kepada orang-orang yang berusaha mencari nafkah secara halal dan baik.
Peace. Out.
It’s been too long. I just feel I need to cover the urge, to fill the void. I wish I didn’t have to fill the empty space, that way my life would be simpler.
But it’s always not about writing, it’s about going home.
A look inside, to see a personal update and status. To reflect on the mirror of life. And one morning, I woke up and decided this space should be whatever I wanted to be. Perhaps, to be the mirror.
Peace. Out.
Peace. Out.
Wow! Just wow!
Well, actually not just wow, after almost a year I have nothing posted here I won’t let you guys mock me as a dormant-lazy-bear just because I can only say wow and have a bigger tummy. No. *besides, bears don’t say wow* :p
Okay, here we go. This post would have an almost identical title with my post exactly one year ago. Except it has a numerical index 2. Maybe I will make this an annual habit :) Every morning (Pagi, Indonesia) on the first of January I will make one post (that may represent the whole post of the year before hehe..). Enough said, now WHY wow? Because wow is now my favorite expression and in 2009 I express it quite often. Wow! *see?*
Last year on the first of January, I woke up early. So did I this morning, except I fell asleep right away after my prayer hehe.. I listen to the whole album of The Corrs right now, not just two-repeated songs over and over until my ears get bored. I have green beans soup (bubur kacang ijo, Indonesia) as breakfast (yet). And the best part is, I have Kopi-susu (coffee with milk) in my bed brought by Via instead of having it in a warkop (coffee stall) like last year. And no, not yet, I only visit her parents home in Jember, I don’t live together with Via yet :p All in all, this morning is much better than last year, so is the post, it’s longer :) *wow*
So much things in 2009 that make me wow *wow*. Bad things, and good things. Luckily, the latter happens more. Almost all of my goals were achieved, and the rest WILL be achieved in a not-so-distant future. This year begins better, and I’m sure the whole year ahead will be better! *Amen!* SEMANGAT!!!
Peace. Out.
Life is not getting any easier for me.
And it won’t be.
Sometimes it just pauses, temporarily. Sometimes it just runs or flies, too fast.
And yet, here I am, still challenging life, or sometimes death, boldly!
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07.30 – 12.00 @ Goethe Institut
13.00 – 21.00 @ Office
*since Jan 09, everyday but weekend*
Peace. out.
I’m on my way to Jember. A fresh morning air, in Surabaya Gubeng Station has given me a new breath after one night journey from Bandung.
Five hours to go. Yatta!
Peace. Out.