"Ziarah"

Tiba-tiba terbersit keinginan tuk ziarah. Sudah lama sekali sejak kepergian bapak menyusul ibu. Ya, aku tak pernah sanggup menjejakkan kaki disana......tak pernah bisa kuatkan hati menatap nisanmu berdua. 

Seribu doa yang kusimpan dalam hati, tak satu katapun yang mampu terucap. Hanya helaan nafas yang berbisik lirih. Pada angin, pada matahari, pada kamboja yang menaungimu..........

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9i-1keFC1Zs

(text by Yudi Rahman - 
dedicated to Helen Simon)


Mungkin ini memang seharusnya berakhir

Terhenti
Walau ini takkan usai

Mungkin seharusnya ku tak disini

Bersamamu menunggu pagi tiba

Mungkin seharusnya tak terucap kata kita

Cukup aku atau kau
Tanpa kita

Cukup kau dengan duniamu

Aku dengan harapanku

Tanpa kita

Mungkin ku salah tambatkan impianku padamu

Isikan langitku dengan bintangmu

Berikan ruangku untukmu

Penuhi perjalananmu dengan rinduku

Kau tahu aku menyayangimu

Akan selalu sayang padamu

Ku tak perlu pembenaran untuk itu

Dan jika aku salah                                                     
Biarkan itu jadi kesalahanku

Bukan kau

Ini takkan pernah jadi kesalahanmu

Cukup aku

Mungkin itu adalah alasan 
Mengapa kita dipertemukan oleh sang waktu
Juga mengapa 
Ku tetap sayang padamu

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People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, 

but people will never forget how you made them feel. 

~Maya Angelou~

beyond the limit

when you're weary 

when all the efforts we do such as in vain
don't despair
don't ever give up
hang in there while you can
be patient while you can
then success is just a matter of time

ZJ 

based on a true story

Love Sonnet XVII by Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were a salt rose, or topaz
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Ramadhan 1432 H

Ramadhan is usually similar with the word casually, reduced working hours, and activity was reduced too. Before Ramadhan this year I have also prepared 'relaxing myself'. But it's different this year. On Friday we came home from work even one hour longer than usual. And there were also many activities in the office during Ramadhan. We had tausiyah every Friday, sharing  iftar for orphans and shared some snacks and drink for road users. Beside, there were also some iftar with committee mates. Understandably, the activities usually ended right before the Maghrib, so all breaking fast together in the office. We cooked together at the home office. Just imagine, we should cook for many people while we're fasting. Tired for sure, but glad to see my friends enjoy & ate all the dishes we've cooked. 

the team

Overall, we have successfully run all the events programmed well and smoothly, Alhamdulillah, thank God. Although there was also an incident that could make a cranky, resentful, and arrgggghhh made all the animals that exist in my head wanted to jump out. But it's ok, the most important thing was our good intention, fill in the month of Ramadan with religious and social activities. Hopefully next year we can make more programs, and expect more support from everyone.

At the end of Ramadhan, hopefully Allah accept all our worship. And may we be given strength and patience  for the days to come. Happy Eid Mubarrak, Minal aidin wal Faizin.

a journey of love

know which hands to hold
and which hands to shake

Last night, on the way home there was an interesting sight that made me wanna write and share it here. As usual, I went home by bus. The sky was clear and the traffic was not too crowded. I was sitting at the front row, so I could freely look forward.  In the middle of the road, suddenly my eyes caught 'a beautiful scenery'. Right in front of the bus, at the back of a pickup truck, two lovebirds sat in the corner. Either they run out of charges, or perhaps deliberately backpacking ..... I dunno .... it's their business. Anyway, I smiled myself when I saw them. Imagine, in such conditions, which I thought was uncomfortable, in the dust, fumes, and the night breeze, they looked very enjoy. Sitting side by side, chatting intimately, laughing together ..... so sweet .... How easy and simple to be happy. 

No matter under any circumstances, a lovely togetherness always brings happiness, make people who watch it smile and feel happy too ........Love is beautiful...........

a note from safari park

It seems The Safari Park has become a favorite place for vacation. A few days ago, when I was there with some friends, wow...that forested place was full of visitors. Cars were crawling down the forest areas where wild animals released. So there were less convenient, and less satisfied too watching animals around. Then I thought, why they didn't set a queue system or a restriction of visitors. Or it's better the visitors should only be observing around by shuttle bus of the park management, so the animals won't feel cramped and noisy by hundreds or even thousands of cars passing by. But, maybe because it was used or was forced to get used to, the animals were overlooked it. An orang utan even kept looking at us when being photographed from the car. Maybe it wanna say, "What you looking at?!" hehehe

Although I was happy being on holiday with friends, but I felt joyless inside for the animals. While we were watching the dolphin show, it occurred to me how the dolphins had to work so hard to get the food rations from the trainer (or precisely, the park manager). If they existed in their habitats, their lives are certainly much more cheerful. They can jump higher and dance more beautifully.

It happened too when I took photos with baby lion. At first I was afraid because usually I couldn't even touch a cat. But as one put in my arms...My Lord...bless them all. Just like babies, they were so cute and innocent at all. One of them looked sleepy and then fell down on the stone table. There was a compassion came along with a smile seeing their cuteness. Why should be separated from its mother?

Maybe I'm too sensitive. Maybe it's better this way. In the wild, their existence threatened by humans, who knows how long they will go on destroying nature without feeling guilty.