Suzanna Tamaro’s Book

I’ve just read the Suzanna Tamaro’s book that I bought at the Gramedia book store yesterday, I’ve just hangin around there trying to find some thick novel to spend my weekend… and suddently this book is there (its a thin book! dont know how I got hypnotized to it) hardly to remember the real title since its in Italian language bowww…
in English it was something like: Follow where your heart lead you
in Indonesian : Pergilah ke mana hati membawamu
but at the end i was glad that I found this one.

After reading the Indonesian version, I wish to find the english version……..(different language katanya different vision of life gituu… tapi kalo soal bahasa Itali bisa keriting otak gua, belom pernah ngeh seumur umur he he he….pizza, lasagna, mama mia…gitu gitu doang ngehnya nih…gawat)

Well at the end…its just a simple book with a lots of meaning, reminds us of our own life, about being honest to yourself for all the decision that you’ve made, that everything is happen for a reason, and that you always have an option in life though you might not always knows it.

Anyway different people means different point of view so….just take your time, make a cup of capuchino and relax before you open the first page…. good luck in reading guys!

Transferred from the old blog June 5th 2005

Younger Mamsi & Si Unyil


Cleaning up my room, I found that red shoe box on the corner, under my bed among my other shoe boxes. Full of stash pictures, letters and cards. A hiden treasure where I could play with the time machine by looked at them one by one; a younger mother, sisters, brothers, my first niece when she was sooo small (now I have five !!! hummm…hummmm…… let me see if I could remember you all…the record breaker is Natasha, second is Maximillian, third is Raphael, forth goes to Celine and the tail would be Jesslyn), grandma, uncle and aunty, and cousins, junior classmates, those sneaking party during highschool nights, college friends, they were all look so young,  the smile on their face.

Hummmmmmm….most of all they all (including me lah ya) look so skinny booo he he he. It almost seems like I could hear their voices when I flipped the picture.

Thats a picture of a younger mamsi and si unyil berkaos unyil o0(^__^)0o


Transferred from the old blog February 26th 2008

Me & My Monday Morning

It’s early in the morning when my first phone’s alarm woke me up. Automatically my fingers looking for it and snap on the side button to turn it off. I open my eyes a bit., My fluorescent stars has lost it glow, its still dark and and its raining out side…. good signs to sleep again though, so I pulled up the screwed blanket, curlied under and gone to the world one more time.

It feels like I just close my eyes when the recurrent alarm rang again every ten minutes, La Camisa Negra from Juanes sound softly, then louder, louder, and getting louder. Argghhh…. Okay okay…I wake up and drag myself off the bed, turn on the lamp and the water heater, grabbed my coffee cup, pouring 2 spoon of black coffee and a half spoon of sugar inside of it. Watch the dripping of the soft rain through the window, zipping the mineral water before I go to the bathroom and get myself another arggghhh from the cold water that touched my skin. I dried and dressed myself fastly then mixing my coffee. Sniffing and inhale the smell before I took my first zip. Fully awake with the caffein flow through my body. Suddenly I jump out when I remember that there is no red car for today, it’s a bus day. Damn… those 47 ronin uuugghhh…. Stealing a glance at the clock, I send the sms to Ginting, hoping that he’ll go to the ofis this morning. If he’s not reply in 5 minutes, that means bus. I stood up from my corner, open my green bag, throwing my cell phones, the mp3 player and my ofis shoes in there, take my coffee on one long glug, grabbed the jacked and lock the door. I was stepping on my sandals when I get the reply. Hip hip huray….its definetelly ofis day for Ginting  

I start to smile and feeling so lucky becoz  I got 45 minutes extra, so I grab the ruby grapefruit juice box from the refrigerator, take another gulp from the box. Pull out my music player from my tote bag and soon Driver’s High from L’Arc-en- Ciel screaming on my ears. I open the gate out side. Hmmm…the air smell so good, the smell of the soil after the rain, humid but refreshing. With no urgency to rush, I walk slowly through the neighborhood, watching the hurried junior high school students, climbed up the stair behind the mosque to Taman Kencana. Watch the trees along the park before I wave my hand to stop one of the green angkot to take me to the plaza.  

What a one beautiful morning to start a Monday for a chronic patient with “I hate Monday” syndrome like me. 


Transferred from the old blog February 18th 2008

Waiting to go home …. from office

“Why does the time slip by so fast…

Why cant it just stand still…”

Many times I ask myself that question, thinking about bunch of crazy thing I havent do while the times keep running…keep chasing on my dreams one by one. I kept myself unsatisfied for more knowledge and experience, steppin onto the new exciting journey. Try to make my life worth, enhance the value of life. Want to feel humble by sleeping under the sky below the shinning stars and listening to the sound of the wave catching the sands (o0(T T)0o miss the monkey island so much, miss the fishy-smelly ocean), not only sleeping on my bed staring at the fake fluorescents stars surround the wall (hallaaahhh…..couba kalo tante kouse eike tau ya… ^ ^; )

Roald Dahl a writer of a children story imagining himself just like a candle burning on both sides. 

“The time might be short but the light is much more beautifull than the candle burn only on one side.”

Try to listen the Bryan Adams “18 till I die” or Arkarna song ya…”so little time so much to do….”

The young spirit captured on the growing figure, physically attached, you might growing old but you might not getting wiser all the time hehehe i’m the living proof of the story, because I always consider myself as a child with so many dreams to reach but so little time…. Good to know I’m not the only one who feel that way.

“Why does the time slip by so fast…

Why cant it just stand still…

For us this night will always last…

With every breath until…

And if you find you were all alone..

Remember you have wings

As long as there is air to breathe & music left unsung..

You know that in the darkest night..

The dawn has just begun…

So think of us, we’ll think of you…

Together we’ll take flight..

For we shall never say goodbye…

We only say goodnight…

(Goodnight by Air Supply, sang at the 30th Anniversary in Canada)

Transferred from the old blog May 7th 2007

Pingin libur lagi

When an unfinished book and a cup of my carabean coffee couldn’t help me anymore among those sleepless nights, I turn to one of my favourite songs looking for salvation for my soul. Singing along following the tune on my ears from my mp3 player

“Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There’s always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight
In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There’s vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don’t make no difference
Escaping one last time
It’s easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here”   

This long, winding and bumpy road sometimes make me exhausted (tul ga neng?!!!)  

Hayooo kita ambil cuti lagi yukkkk…tapi go nya different direction lah masa dah di kantor ketemu tiap hari, liburan ketemu lu lagi sih? Ga banget deh Ta….   

Lets go looking for the comfort place lah o0(^_^)0o

Transferred from the old blog, February 6th 2008

A note @ the end of Jan 2008

This January has turned out to be a blue one, with so many untold stories where everything happen almost in the same time. And even though I’ve tried to believe that everything happen for a reason, letting go was never been an easy thing to do.  

For the old guy with the bretel and the flipped glasses, I’m really sorry for not seeing you earlier.   

For the special lady who shared the 25 % of her within me, I will miss those hugz and the curly hair grandma.   

For Hendra, one of the dearest young man in his family, you have completed your part bro.

And here I am, whispering a hope that may the three of you were rest in peace where ever you are.

Transferred from the old blog, February 6th 2008


Belakangan ini lagi grasak grusuk mindahin tulisan jadul dari blog FS ke sini karena tulisan yang lama kok tau-tau menghilang begitu saja tanpa jejak yaaa….hikz   

Jadi mungkin artikel bulan ini tidak update karena kacak kadut dengan acara pindahan itu, mana masih gaptek begini lagi …. o0(T T)0o   

Permissiiiii ….. mau angkut – angkut duluuuu yaaa …….

Fur Lia

Dear friend,

No mater how twisted your days are today / The decision is in your hands 

Do what you want to do / And don’t let anyone underestimated you / Because they don’t know you at all / Eventhough they pretend to do so 

You can cry / And scream if you want too / So the burdon will fly away

Then after that / Stand back on your feet / Think straight / Keep your chin up and keep on smilling 

There will be days with tears / So does with the laughter

Life is a mater of choice / And the strength will be shown / When you were able to step forward again / Facing the challenge / After countless falls 

Ganbate ne one-chan