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, November 25, 2005

Ringing inside my head...

Dont know why but this song always ringing in my head, make me uncontrolably humming, just like that... and even I played this song automatically with my guitar....

I wanna make you smile, whenever you're sad,
carry around when your athritis is bad,
all I wanna do, is grow old with you...
I'll get you medicine, when your tummy aches,
build a fire when the furnace breaks,
oh it could be so nice, to grow old with you...
I'll miss you..., kiss you...,
give you my coat when you are cold,
need you..., feed you...,
even let you hold, the remote control...
so let me do the dishes, in our kitchen sink,
put you to bed when you had too much to drink,
I could be a man who grows old with you...
I wanna grow old with you...


Gaahhh... I think I'm going nuts

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

a reminder for myself...

"Dan di antara manusia ada orang yang ucapannya tentang kehidupan dunia menarik hatimu, dan dipersaksikannya kepada Allah (atas kebenaran) isi hatinya, padahal ia adalah penantang yang paling keras." (QS. 2:204)

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Bandung

Misty lights cover the plains,
up on the valley scretching lots of human made buildings,
while tiny lives run accros the wave of time,
like busy bees buzzing around the flower,
searching for sweetness of its jelly of honey,
yet this sea of people seems just runaway mindlesly,
many puppet dolls playing a happy-sad drama,
do they aware of theirselves?
the beauty of breath which they created,
gushing along the mountains scorching its path,
through lowland called "bandung",
such an exotic view to miss...

lukisan air

Sejenak hujan berhenti berdetak,
melukis sebentuk bayangan dalam lamunan,
lalu langit pun berteriak keras,
membuyarkan guratan air yang tertata,
awan-awan pun berlarian kesana kemari,
bersama angin terbangkan mimpi,
bunga es yang tercipta diatasnya,
untuk apakah gerangan?
karena sang waktu pun tak akan berhenti,
bertanya, menjawab atau berbisik...
dan hujan kembali melukis dengan santun,
diiringi senandung sang bumi.

Saturday, November 12, 2005

aku lupa...

Saat kukira kumengerti semua,
hakikat, perasaan, rasa dan asa
saat aku merasa tahu semua,
kecantikan, keindahan dan semua warna,
Sang Kuasa berbisik lembut dan perlahan,
menggetarkan lubang-lubang hampa di jiwa,
bahwa semua belumlah semua,
dan tidak akan semua itu menjadi semua,
lihatlah, ingatlah, lalu pahami dan amalkan,
belajarlah dari alam raya dan dari sekitar,
dan aku malu... mengabaikan itu semua,
niat yang benar dan baik adalah yang utama,
perbuatan yang ikhlas adalah yang terbaik,
karena itu, aku melihat dan mengingat kembali,
tentang arti kata "tulus".

Terrorist...

It was too soon to concluded that the mastermind bali bombing, DR. Azahari already dead in the self-detonate explosion in Batu. Their proof was only his fingerprints, matched with the one the Malaysian Embassy provided for the police. The police didn't waited for more accurate identification, DNA examination, to positively ID the body. It seems that there are too many party have interest for DR. Azahari death or life? I even come up with wild scenarios possible ... Jeezzz... but as long as people here content with the news, then it's good for me....

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Time Running Short!

Ugh.. two more days before I got back to that pile of paper.... really hate those... the only thing that keep me gong through with those, is only that I got nothing else to do beside that... and I'll bored to death when I had it.... Just be patient... still waiting for continuing the big picture of my dreams.... Banzaiiii.....!

Rainbow

Rainbow, oh... rainbow,
magical arc draw on the sky,
where leprechaun hide their gold,
a mysterious works of nature.

Rainbow, oh... rainbow,
you make my day so colorfull,
fill my moment with silly laughter,
though seems no one really care,

It's a silly story but always happened,
from one to seven and to so many,
shared everything 'cause we stranger to be,
I'm empty to you as you are to me.

Rainbow, oh... rainbow,
never thought I'll meet you here,
in a place where sand cover my ear,
and water seperate us with others,

It's a silly story but it is working perfectly,
from one thing to seven and to so many,
shared everything 'cause we stranger to be,
I'm empty to you as you are to me.

too bad I it's time for me and you to go,
leaving our memories behind,
will we meet again sometime, Rainbow?
though we're not stranger anymore?

Monday, November 07, 2005

Hmm...:D

Allah really loves me. He creates and bring so many problems to my life to be solved. Though some people see this as a punishment (...and me too before...), I see them as a test to strengthen me in a way...I just hope I do them properly, in His way...

They also sometimes so complicated and so weird, and sometimes they also "jammed" my mind. Then, when this happening, I started to losing my self, and when I lost it, a "self destruction" program running subconciously. I just become an absolute jerk and a perfect loner...

Playboy? Can't afford it!

Masa....! dalam 2 minggu terakhir ini aku ketemuan (in a proper meeting... like a date like...) dengan lebih dari 1 orang wanita...? Not that I don't like them or the dating... tapi jadi Playboy cap duren tiga jelas bukan bayanganku selama ini...! fallin in love couples times a week? Arrghhh.... too many for me,...just can't afford the feeling .... (and the cost!) Cukup sebulan sekali aja dah... :P.. It's easier... hihihihi...!


Busy day in Pangandaran Beach...

First announcement...
"For a guy who wear brown baseball hat, please move your vehicle from the road cause it obstruct the traffic on the area..."

Second announcement...
"For you sir, with the brown baseball hat, please sir, would you move your vehicle!? it's creating a trafic jam..."

Third announcement...
HEY! You a%$%#@%...! Move your car from that place or else...your car wont be look like a car anymore...!"

stronger (?!)

Being brave doesn't mean you doesn't have any fear at all, instead it's an act of choice to face the fear and get through with it. Loving someone also doesn't mean you forget all the feelings beside "the love" for the one you love, it is also an act to choose "the love" of the one you love instead others loving feelings and this act will make your love stronger....(?!)

... It is an logical answer from a cheater and now I understand why there are lots of them....

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Jiwa yang merindu

Aku ingin, tak perlu lagi alasan untuk bertemu,
cukup karena kata rindu saja,
bukan karena suatu keharusan,
seperti rutinitas yang tak bermakna,
kosong tanpa ada jiwa.

Aku ingin, dalam setiap pertemuan merasakan,
bahwa memang kerinduan itu ada,
bukan karena ketentuan semata,
tidak seperti matahari, bulan dan bintang.
tidak seperti makhluk-Mu yang lain.

Apakah Kau mengerti? ku yakin pasti begitu,
bukannya aku tidak mengakui keberadaan-Mu,
bukannya aku menyekutukan-Mu,
bukan pula aku mencoba mengingkari-Mu,
aku hanya ingin kedatanganku bermakna sesuatu,

Apakah itu sebabnya Kau beri aku perasaan ini?
perasaan yang muncul saat memikirkannya?
hanya untuk mendengar suaranya,
hanya untuk melihat senyumnya,
saat aku sudah menyerah dan melupakan kata itu.

Kau beri manusia takdir untuk hati dan akalnya,
Kau beri juga manusia takdir untuk memilih,
lalu kenapa aku tak bisa memilih juga?
kenapa hati bergerak saat kubentak untuk diam,
anugrah-Mu kah? atau memang keteledoranku?

Aku tak ingin jatuh lagi, dengan alasan apapun,
sudah kuhapus kata itu dari ingatanku,
apakah ini cara-Mu mengujiku, menghukumku?
mengucurkankan perasaan merindu itu?
rinduku kepada-Mu, rinduku kepadanya?