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Collision (A Short Story)

Hari itu hari biasa. Tidak terlalu biasa, memang, karena Bia dan teman-temannya akan mengunjungi  Pesta Rakyat di Kota yang diadakan setahun sekali. Ini kali pertama Bia mengunjungi Pesta Rakyat sehingga dia merasa antusias sekali mempersiapkan barang-barang yang perlu dibawanya, terlebih lagi dia dan teman-temannya berencana untuk berkemah di Padang Rumput dan kembali pulang ke Desa keesokan harinya.
'Apa lagi ya, yang perlu kubawa? Makanan, pakaian, kantong tidur, kaus kaki cadangan...' Bia memeras otak, mencoba mengingat-ingat barang apa yang sekiranya terlupa olehnya. Kemudian terdengar ketukan di pintu kayu rumahnya. 'Hmm, Sol? Dia sudah datang?'  Bia segera menghambur ke pintu rumahnya, untuk melihat siapa yang datang.
"Bi, sudah siap? Kau tidak perlu membawa makanan banyak-banyak. Di Kota nanti pasti banyak penjual makanan lezat! Bawa saja uang yang cukup, tapi simpan di tempat terpisah. Kita tidak tahu kapan nasib buruk akan menghampiri," Sol segera m…

Turning Point

Surely, we should have a turning point in life. Once you have your best day in life, next you will have the worst day ever. You may feel extremely happy some times, but sooner or later you'll be at your lowest point. Yeah, there's no such immortal things. We must prepare for the worst time while, at the same time, hope for the best.
One day you hate somethings, the next day you love them. One day you get mad of things, the other day you feel like dying without it. Nobody knows when will they have the turning point. Just to prepare for it, because that is one of God's secret, imo.
Life. A word that has so many things to hide. A word that make us do all these struggle. And turning point is just one of life's phase, face it.

Home - MichaelBuble

Another summer day has come and gone away in Paris and Rome, but I wanna go home
Maybe surrounded by a million people I still feel all alone, I just wanna go home..I miss you, you know And I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you Each one a line or two, "I'm fine baby, how are you?" Well, I would send them but I know that it's just not enough My words were cold and flat and you deserve more than that Another aeroplane, another sunny place, I'm lucky,I know.. but I wanna go home.. I've to go home.. Let me go home.. I'm just too far from where you are, I wanna come home.. And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life. It's like I just stepped outside when everything was going right. And I know just why you could not come along with me cause this was not your dream but you always believed in me Another winter day has come and gone away in even Paris and Rome. And I wanna go home. Let me go home.. and I'm surrounded by a million …

Rainy Days

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Sudah bulan Juli, biasanya sudah masuk musim kemarau. Tapi sampai sekarang, Surabaya masih diguyur hujan. Hujan. Selalu ada kenangan di tiap titiknya(wuzz...)Entahlah, sepertinya banyak ingatan-ingatan flashback mengenai hujan yang terlintas setiap kehujan. Hanya ingatan, bukan merindukan. 

Bukan, saya bukan mau curcol atau apa. Ini hanya tulisan random. Tentang saya yang terbius hujan. Tentang penundaan-penundaan kewajiban. Tentang saya yang malas bangkit dari tempat tidur. Hmm, hujan begini paling pas ditemani cokelat panas dan film. Bukannya revisi yang menanti untuk diisi.
Love,
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