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Minggu pagi hari di kediaman keluarga S.

Si anak yang biasanya selalu bangun siang di hari Minggu, kali ini dibangunkan oleh bunyi alarm yang salah setel pada pukul 7 pagi. Setelah memencet tombol snooze selama kurang lebih sepuluh kali, ditambah dengan panggilan2 (atau sindiran2) untuk bangun dari:

1. suara nyanyian lagu rohani yang di setel dengan volume maksimal
2. nyanyian si papah mencoba mengikuti nyanyian lagu rohani tersebut dengan suara tak kalah maksimal

Setelah kurang lebih setengah jam distorsi udara tersebut terjadi, akhirnya titah pun terbisikkan kearah sang mamah. ‘Bangunkan dia. Gereja.’ (Kok kedengeran? Ya kedengeran dong, kan indra sudah aktif semua, hanya nyawa saja yang masih nyangkut di lampu)

Setelah mandi-gosok-gigi-cuci-muka-pake-sabun-dokter-pake-lotion-muka-sisiran-pake-baju-lengkap-semprot-parfum  dalam sepuluh menit (hasil latihan bertahun tahun), rapilah sudah si anak siap berangkat ke gereja bersama-sama layaknya keluarga harmonis millennium. Demikian percakapan singkat yang terjadi. Perlu di ingat bahwa kegiatan a dan b masih terus berlangsung sampai percakapan ini terjadi.

Mamah : Udah siap belom?
Anak: Udah nih tinggal pake sepatu.

Papah: Anak makan dulu nak. Ada pisang gelek. Nanti laper.

Mama : Cepetan ayuk. Nanti telat

Anak : Bentar ah sekalian siap siap buat nanti mau pergi abis gereja kan?.

Papah : Xiang jiao hao chi. Xiang jiao hao chi. Makan pisangnya enak.

Mama : ye gimana sih. Sekali sekali dong berangkat pagian

Anak : Iya.. sabar… (sambil tangan sibuk ngambil barang2 serabutan)

Papah : BAAAAAAA (teriak-teriak sendiri)

Papah : BAAAAAAA (teriak-teriak sendiri lagi)

Mama : Jangan lupa bawa laptopnya. Nanti ditinggal di café sendirian

Anak : Iya ini udah.

Papah : . . .

Mama : Udah belom?
Anak: Ayuukk. Ini udahhh….

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Anak : Eh tadi papah teriak2 sendiri ya? (baru menyadari keanehan tersebut)

Mama : iya tuh gak tau dari tadi.

Papah : Abisan di cuekin. (Belagak ngambek tapi ga bisa soalnya ga bakat ngambek)

Forward Vision

If I am to play the 'what if' game, I'd be able to mention this missed opportunity that has been shoved right under my nose. The signs were there. The push was there (somewhat). I just had a damn huge inertia to move. To run the extra mile. To take an extra step out of my original duty. The mindset of a doer and not a visioner. How do you change? How do you take a leap from the mediocre you to the extraordinary you?

The thing is, success stories come in bundles, but behind those success lie a number of failures and previous mishaps. I am going through a bunch of mine, and I'm taking notes of all that's gone past and what I'd do in the future. My eyes are wide open and I will get there. It is as sure as the blackest ink that will write the stories in my clean new sheets. Learning to forgive myself for letting myself down once again.

But no, will not forget what potential lies from every single dissapointments.

Luck. Is definitely opportunities meet preparation. What is your preparation for the unforseen opportunities coming your way? What have you done today to ensure that if tomorrow, a step further to reach your goal in life suddenly appear right infront of your face, you can say 'Yes. I'm ready to go for it. I am able to throw myself into it.'. Or are you not going to even recognize it? Well damns sure I will be ready this time..... And that's how histories are made.

NOT. By numbing your senses senselesy with external stimulations. New days. New ways. And that's how I'm springing my legs for my next leap forward. Pray with me pray to God. To His Glory only, I will leap with arms stretched out.

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas 2009

Year of blessings and gratitude. YOU change my every single day.
Glad to be back home.

Fel-

Officially Freaking Out

Friends are getting married. Friends are being directors. Friends are starting up business.
Friends are having kids. Friends are making so much10x more money. Friends have nice clothes.
And so many shoes. And they know how to look pretty for the boys. Friends are this. Friends are that.
Spending in Jakarta is the same with UK while I make 10 times less the money.

One silver lining of it all : Haven't been this happy for a good long time.

Keeping up with the Joneses will be an endless exercise I know so I'm strengthening my core.
Keeping up with what I know is important to me and make sure it's swimming through my veins.

Life used to be a blur of Mondays and Fridays and everything in between.
Now the world is opening up to me and I have to literally choose what to focus on.
It used to be a matter of what's available out there to be worked on.
Now I have to make conscious decision in every single minute I live.

Empowering. Yet... very scary at the first time.

no more going with the flow F. Play time is over.
Gotta get on with life before it consumes you.

mwahaha.

Life is beautiful indeed, once you decide that it will be.

Words

It’s a blank page.

But you always have to start somewhere. So many words jumping hoops and making waves in my head. Flirting with each other. Some could make lasting impressions but most are just trying their luck. A string of words would form a sticky shape and an idea would start bubbling up. From an idea comes the flood of possibilities. Streams by streams of stringed words somersaulting simultaneously. Like flying fishes. Yes. Just like that. Sudden headache. Sudden euphoria. I am standing on the safe side of the banks, and I’m fishing. I’m fishing for a punch line. I’m fishing for a main body. And I’m fishing for the multitudes of meanings that the shortest amount of words could possibly contain. And I am continuously amazed by them. As I am not built in with a carrying basket, I let those wondrous creatures back into the realm of the nature. If I am blessed I might have been given a chance to jot them down on paper. But most times I carve them in my head. And let time take care the rest.

Words. Fascinate me.