Walking down the road

It is the rain of my soul and poured when the storm raging in my mind. When feelings and logics are tangle between right or wrong and win or lose. They are raising many funny questions and silly confusions along the line. These all are happening because I'm walking down the road I choose.

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Location: Paris van Java, West Java, Indonesia

I was born in Bandung, April 1976, and spent most of my education time in that same city. Living in a cool town with a moderate muslim family, somehow become important factors that carving my character. I'm a big fan of any satay, pempek and rujak (anything sweet-lah), and I created this notes as a place where I can write everything that crossed my mind. This writing is more like a journal, footsteps I leave behind as reminder mostly for myself and probably for my descendants. If you, readers, able learning one or two good things from this notes, that was really more than my expectation. Yet if I wrote something wrong or you have different opinion from mine, please let me know, will you? You also have to excuse me for that matter because I'm aware I'm no writer at all.

Friday, June 17, 2005

Terlalu itu memang ...

Bukankah sudah kubilang tentang aku,
diwaktu yang lalu tentang sesuatu,
kalau terlalu itu memang terlalu...
terlalu baik akan curiga, terlalu jahat akan berdosa,
terlalu bodoh akan tertawa, terlalu pintar akan bertanya,
terlalu tulus akan berprasangka, terlalu berharap akan kecewa,
terlalu sayang akan manja, terlalu marah akan terluka,
terlalu benci akan menyiksa, terlalu cinta akan buta,
terlalu itu memang benar-benar terlalu...
kadang beruntunglah orang lugu tanpa asa,
yang memandang hidup apa adanya,
bukan dengan ada apanya,
menilai sesuatu dari arti dan maknanya,
tanpa bungkus yang mencela,
dengan hati yang terbuka,
maka haruslah ingat selalu,
kalau sesuatu itu memang begitu,
dan terlalu itu memang terlalu...

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