Le Journale

"Are we there yet?" Mungkin hal itu yang sering kulantunkan dalam kantuk selama perjalanan road trip lintas Jawa bersama keluarga. "Are we..." Belum bulat namun tubuh sudah menggeliat tukar posisi tidur yang nyenyak; menempel jendela kaca mobil Fortuner 2.7 G Luxury warna hitam. Ya, memang seperti itulah kerjaanku di dalam mobil. Mungkin tidur memang obat dari ketakutan berada dalam ruang sempit. Membayangkan ubun-ubun yang menempel dekat dengan atap mobil saja sudah berhasil membuat bulu kudukku merinding. Thanks to claustrophobia. Fast forward ke hari ini, mungkin pertanyaan tersebut bisa digunakan untuk hal lain. Seiring dengan kesibukan mencari 'angka' di ibu kota, kegiatan road trip seringnya hanya berujung di WhatsApp grup keluarga saja. Seperti Hari Raya tahun ini yang seharusnya bisa membakar rindu belasan tahunku pada kampung halaman, bau tanah kota Solo, atau panasnya kebun binatang Jurug, semua rencana yang tersusun rapih untuk mengunjung...

This is only some thoughts about life from me. Who am I actually? Nobody knows me, even my family. So instead of dwelling the true meaning of our existence, why don't we just make one meaningful moment to build ourselves within gradually until we really know who we really are? First thoughts about life is when people will do everything if it is about winning one's heart. Can you understand why people hurt themselves if it is about sacrificing for love? Is love mistaken of a couple breaking up after spending years together? I always think that it is born in ourselves right before the mother gave birth to all of us. We cried a lot, right? Is it probably a sign that life ahead would be like a black hole encapsulating mysteries which could be filled by joy, hatred, sadness and even excruciating pain? Even God has told us right before we were born to the world, the exact dates about; the death, mate, and our fortune, so what?  That is probably why we cried, because we kno...