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.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Nama yang berbeda

Apa sih arti sebuah nama?
karena rangkaian kata itu menunjuk satu makna,
mengapa itu menjadi suatu yang berarti,
bila semua menginginkan suatu persamaan yang hakiki,
semua ingin melihatnama meraka dalam kaca,
nama lain dalam benak mereka adalah hina.

Sedih sekali rasanya padahal tanah yang diinjak sama,
tidak bisakah mereka duduk tanpa saling tunjuk,
saling melihat, saling mendengar dan saling merasakan,
meski nama berbeda tapi disusun oleh abjad yang sama,
begitu jauhkah suatu perbedaan karena suatu nama?
sampai mereka hanya bisa bicara dengan rasa sakit?

Apa sih arti sebuah nama?
andai semua nama bertanya sedemikian rupa...

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