waiting...and waiting...

waiting...and being impatient

to meet loved ones...

and to be freed from boredom and routine

oh...waiting...and waiting

for the day that the heart can leap in joy

waiting and waiting...

and waiting...

trashy soap operas

soap soap operas....

indulging people in endless imagination

i have to congratulate the scriptwriters

oh, how i envy them all

being able to earn money to stuff tired brains with endless pictures flickering on the TV

brains like mine...

and yet...

does suffering really comes in such an abundance

falling on top of each other like thundering lightbolts

over the lives of such wrecked people

or simply,

good people are meant to suffer

and that there is no such thing as happiness on earth?

that peace and being good

and being rich

and being loved

and lucky

simply do not come along being

noble, honest people

or simply by being real people?

does life really look that bleak?

oh, my...

well, at least i hope life is not as bad

and GOD, wherever He or She is, is not as cruel as scriptwriters

playing on the lives of us,

the puppets on Earth.

let us love,

and live...

and be happy.

since our life,

is not [yet]

another trashy soap opera.

rain drops

each falling raindrop

calling out your name
ringing out the song of an adventurer's heart

travelling far and wide

looking for clues on where to stop

and yet

the answer is yet to come

questions asked

and were left unanswered

on whether life will treat us kind

and hold endless pretty promises

or whether time

will tear us apart

and heal the wounds, anyway...

and yet,

this moment i know

that life is there to appreciate

to treasure

to explore

and that no matter what

i'll be thankful

that my life is so blessed

by you

wherever you are

the moment of truth

the moment of truth

is the moment when you found the answers deep in your heart...

or at least,

the moment when you THOUGHT you have found the answers deep in your heart.

the moment of truth,

on whether a step in life became a point of regret,

or simply,

as you care to acknowledge it,

an experience.

and my moment of truth,

is yet to come.

and as much as i want to believe

that everything happens for a reason

and that there should be no regret

for the choices and steps taken
...

and yet,

after friendship seemed to fail us...

after all is said and done...

maybe it WAS a mistake,

wasn't it?

maybe you have been right all along,

when you regretted that we had met...

oh geez...

still i try to have no regret,

and take you as a part of my learning.

knowing you,

and others...

and definitely,

knowing ME,

much...much...much...better.

senandung siang...

mengeluh? tentu saja tidak...
capek...ah ya,tentu saja...

mata pedas memandangi monitor yang tak berkedip mencoba membanjiri otakku dengan informasi
dan pekerjaan....dan pekerjaan.....

dan nyeri nyaris tak tertahan...
tapi, tak apa...
tentu saja.

sambil berharap,
pekerjaan ini benar-benar berguna...

Banda Aceh, 22-23 Maret 2007