Monday, July 20, 2009

My Wish

Met with my longest best friend and traveling through memory lane around my uni, went back to airport on the last day, gave me deep deep impression.

The people I met,
the people who touched my life,
the places I visited,
the places that keep memories,
precious loved one, my family,
the road I went through,
the bitter and sweet and every little things…

They say remember life in beautiful way, remember the laughter, the good memories, the love, yah, it is,

but how can I escape from the pain of leaving everything and everyone I love behind everytime?

Sixteen years ago, when I visited one nice place in Sukabumi, I promised myself, one day, somehow, some where, I will go back to every places that I’ve been. It sounds simple that time, but now I realize, it’s not possible. To add to it, it is not the same, it’ll never be the same.
The place, the people I go with, and myself.
So, the concept of repeating good memories is simply not existent.
For all we can do is to add new ones and cherish the great ones in the past.

Looking at my parents, my brother, my niece and nephew waving at the front door, I thought of how time flies, how amazing that we can get stronger bounds, but I can’t escape the pain from thinking about their safety, their welfare, how my parents are aging, and how they always try to be there for us, for every little occasions and every little celebrations and sorrows that the children have, is there a possible way to repay them?

So, yeah, as much as I don’t want to be, as many advices against, I can’t help but feeling that every beat of happiness is every beat of pain and worries that I can’t escape.

I have great life partner, I found great friends here in my new work place, and from them I learned a lot of things, directly or indirectly. I had never met anyone like them before, who can understand and connect so well and even though they might not realize, they teach me many things about life.

I used to think how devastating it would be for me if my loved ones are being taken away from me, my hope used to be that I’m the one who leave, who gone, so that I don’t feel the pain of losing,

but I learn, from them

that their worries are to leave their love ones behind, to create grieves and sorrows and not be there for them,
it’s so different, so unselfish especially from the colleague who is younger than me.

So, I guess I’m so lucky to be surrounded by people whom I can learn and be more mature overtime…
and I wish I can inspire others in the same way.




Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.
- Kevin Arnold quotes

Life is just a chance to grow a soul.
- A. Powell Davies


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Wednesday, July 01, 2009

Heart

Human heart is the most fragile part of the whole body.

The only part that can be virtually ache when it’s physically not.
The only part that can be broken, healed, broken, healed virtually but it keeps the scars in every beats.

It can drives one crazy, mind over body, feeling over mind, emotion over mind.


Like what a song says, why there are so many broken hearts in the world?


There were and still heartache and hopeless friends with weeping heart at the end of table, phone or fingertips. There are still unsure words about how to patch the virtually aches.

Who says life is simpler when one is a child, teenagers or adults? Who say one can judge another is doing right or wrong? How much you can do when your heart control your mind, how far is the term “follow your heart” really stand?


Lost loved ones.
Fell in love.
Broken hearted.
Jealousy.
Letting go.
Someone you can’t be with.
Feelings you can't contain.
Feelings you can't fight.
Feelings you can’t express.


It’s never easy.
It’s always fragile.
No one is spared.

Kuching (25-28 June 2009)

Kuching Journal!!!!!

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Cheers,
Ping