Do you believe in first love?
Do you believe in second chance?
Do you believe in third time the charm?
I do.
The last time I fell in so deep was more than 10 years ago.
And I am trully grateful.
Thank you.
Do you believe in first love?
Do you believe in second chance?
Do you believe in third time the charm?
I do.
The last time I fell in so deep was more than 10 years ago.
And I am trully grateful.
Thank you.
Post dari 20 November 2008 yang belum diupload di sini.
Seperti biasa, salah satu jadwal di pagi hari adalah mengupdate berita dari manca negara Channel News Asia, Al Jazeera, Yahoo News, Google News, Bloomberg
Kemarin dan pagi ini muncul satu artikel yang cukup menarik untuk disimak
“Spitzer’s Prostitute to Appear on Talk Show” dan pagi ini “Prostitute apologized to wife of former Gov.Elliot Spitzer (mantan gubernur New York)”
… Prostitute … Call girl … Pelacur … Wanita panggilan … Perek …
itulah cap yang diberikan oleh media (dan mungkin masyarakat) US of A kepada Ashley Alexandra Dupre – yes people she has a name.
Menurut pendapat gw, penghakiman yang diberikan pada Ashley Alexandra Dupre dan segala permintaan maaf nya itu sangat tidak perlu.
Be fair…she’s a call girl. Ya, dia adalah wanita panggilan, profesional. Yang kalau dibayar..akan memberikan pelayanan. Sama seperti ketika kita datang ke restoran, kalau kita bayar, kita dapat memesan makanan, minuman, cemilan, kudapan yang kita mau.
Membaca berita Ashley A. Dupre meminta maaf sama saja seperti … Chef Z meminta maaf kepada istri Bapak A, karena Bapak A tidak makan makanan yang sudah disiapkan istrinya di rumah, tapi malah membeli / makan di restoran X milik Chef Z.
Haruskah Chef-nya meminta maaf ???
Sebenarnya bukan soal meminta maaf (walaupun secara pribadi saya tidak setuju ketika seorang profesional harus meminta maaf akan layanan yang diberikan olehnya secara profesional) — akuilah, Ashley Dupre bukanlah WIL si mantan Gubernur Elliot Spitzer.
Elliot Spitzer selalu menggunakan “layanan” Emperors VIP Club (perusahaan Ashley Dupre bekerja), dengan kata lain Ashley Dupre bukanlah yang pertama atau terakhir, melainkan, yang ketahuan. Prostitute, pelacur … seakan-akan nama Ashley Alexandra Dupre tidak ada lagi.
Intinya adalah, betapa kita sering menghakimi, memberi cap, label dan julukan — di tingkat yang paling ekstrim – stigma – pada orang-orang di sekitar kita kawan, lawan, sahabat, bahkan keluarga. Kita dituntut setiap saat untuk menjadi manusia yang sempurna, bebas cacat, bebas dari kesalahan.
Memang tidak semua dari kita suka memberi cap, tapi jujurlah pada diri kita sendiri kalau kita (cenderung) suka memberi cap dan menghakimi hal ini dan hal itu…si ini dan si itu.
Padahal mungkin diri kita sudah penuh dengan cap dari orang lain dan kita sangat tidak suka dan berusaha mati-matian untuk membersihkan diri dari cap-cap itu. Apakah mudah membersihkan cap dan penghakiman dari orang lain? Anda sendiri yang tau jawabannya.
Cap pada diri gw sendiri yang paling jelas justru diberikan oleh orang-orang terdekat. Ironis? Tidak sama sekali … kebetulan sejak kecil saya bersekolah di sekolah katolik, baca dan belajar tentang alkitab dan lucunya saya selalu bertanya-tanya… kenapa sih kejahatan-kejahatan dan hal-hal yang tidak menyenangkan itu selalu diperbuat oleh orang-orang terdekat.
Kenapa coba? Dan hal ini selalu berulang seiring waktu… (silakan baca sendiri sejarah kerajaan-kerajaan dari Romawi sampai Majapahit sampai Mataram … sampai kisah-kisah pembunuhan dan pemerkosaan sadis terkini).
Biasanya perlakuan yang menyakiti diri kita dilakukan oleh orang-orang terdekat lebih karena rasa kecewa berlebihan.
Perlakuan yang sama mungkin dilakukan oleh orang lain yang tidak terlalu dekat, tapi kita tidak terlalu peduli karena kita tidak menaruh harapan dan kepercayaan apa pun terhadap mereka.
Sakit hati, pikiran dan emosi manusia yang secuil ini biasanya reaksinya langsung membalas spontan. Pada level yang lebih ringan mungkin berakhir dengan pertengkaran. Pada kasus yang lebih parah ya jadinya tadi, pembunuhan dan tindak kriminal yang kita kategorikan sebagai tindakan sadis.
… Hmmm jadi berpikir… betapa beruntungnya saya mendapatkan kesempatan untuk mengasingkan diri sejenak dari dunia luar. Menilik ke dalam diri saya sendiri, berdialog dengan diri saya sendiri, dan belajar dari orang-orang sederhana yang mungkin adalah orang-orang dengan hati terbaik yang pernah saya kenal.
Jadi … cobalah kita pikir lagi sebelum kita punya pikiran buruk, mengatakan hal buruk, dan berbuat sesuatu yg buruk pada orang lain
Gimana sih kalau diri kita digituin?
Gimana sih kalau misalnya kita gak lagi dipanggil dengan nama kita, melainkan dipanggil : Si maling, si bokis, si jagal, si perek, dan sebagainya.
Gimana sih kalau misalnya kita mendefinisikan dan memaksa bahwa orang lain itu sifat, kepribadian, dan kelakuannya itu harus mengikuti kemauan kolektif orang-orang yang lebih banyak? Keluarga, geng, kumpulan teman apa pun itu namanya?
Seringkali cap diberikan karena sesuatu,
tapi…kalau memang itu profesi mereka ? apa kita juga akan memberi cap (catat: PROFESI = mata pencaharian, pekerjaan) kenapa hanya profesi seperti pekerja seks komersial = perek? pelacur? kenapa gigolo terkesan bebas dari cap ini? kenapa profesi lain seperti pembersih septic tank gak dikatain — penyedot *maaf tahik? … lihatlah betapa tidak adil nya kita
Jadi ? akankah kita berubah? akankah saya berubah? (jadi lebih baik tentunya)
Kalian bilang be yourself… tapi kalian juga yang minta orang lain untuk menjadi orang yang menyenangkan untuk kalian.
Hidup ini sudah susah … gak usah dibikin makin susah.
(pembahasan tentang paradoks dan adaptasi sosial akan dibahas di lain post)
So finally it’s here,
not like it’s the most anticipated movie either
however it’s another Tim Burton’s work (with Mr.Depp, Ms.Bonham-Carter, Mr.Elfman, and some other names who use to work with him)
so expecting it to be an emotionally-moving, inspiring movie like 3 idiots or visually stimulating like Avatar in 3D is a bit too much i must say. having said that you folks must have guessed what i have to say in the next sentences.
Yes people, fans of Tim Burton’s movies, you will love – nay – be pleased with Alice, or haters (who think that they’re weird or just simply don’t understand), you will -once again- be questioning ‘what???’
To like Tim Burton’s movies is to like Bjork’s songs, it’s either you really really like it and become a devoted fans, or you just pretend to like it so your friends would think that you’re cool (just like them), ehem, for Bjork’s song, i must admit i’m the latter.
Anyway let’s get back Through the Looking Glass shall we?
If you’re familiar with Alice in Wonderland story and Mr. Burton’s work, yes, the movie is exactly like what you were thinking (even though I thought it would be more twisted, until I saw the Walt Disney logo in the opening credit, no wonder).
However, as a devoted Tim Burton’s fan, it’s a very pleasant movie, filled with brilliant casts. I don’t need to review them one-by-one, however it is a pleasing experience to see Matt Lucas as the Tweedles (his act somehow reminds me of Marjory Dawes of Little Britain, no? say it again? no? say it again? no?)
The story is (originally) twisted enough, too bad, it’s under Disney’s license, or else I believe it could go further over the bend.
The visual? GREAT. Not Avatar great. However watching every character (even humans) get CGIed always gives you a tingling visual experience. And as I mentioned earlier, you would have guessed the mix between Alice story + Burton’s artistic style.
Hmmm serealliously people, I don’t have any other things to say about this movie.
It’s good but that’s it. However, I’d still like to suggest you to watch it. As it is Alice in Wonderland, a story very twisted and tickles your healthy mind every now and then about the wonderful world of human thoughts and imagination.
Pardon my unstructured review as I haven’t written any in a very long time (i don’t care anyway, as i’m not preparing to write proposal for the MBA application or sumffin or nuffin)
Go, follow the White Rabbit! (doesn’t have to be in 3D though, it doesn’t make much difference)
So it was around 2 a.m on Saturday, Ocotber 24th 2009. I woke up because of this nightmare that’d been haunting me (like forever). It was about the legendary ex girlfriend, henceforth will be known as Ms.X.
In that dream (or should i call nightmare), I went to my friends’ (Arfan and Mel) wedding reception which hadn’t happened then, suddenly Ms.X came with her new BF, my heart stopped for 1.7546 second and I slowly hid between the crowds and went away…
The D-Day came, went to Arfan and Mel’s wedding, with a hope that Ms.X wouldn’t come (as she lived in Samarinda)…met and greeted old friends from the college days. Apparently the joy (for me) didn’t last long enough. There she was. Ms.X in green batik dress with a guy (henceforth shall be known as her BF). I felt my heart stopped, my legs turned into jell-o, cold sweat started to appear, I felt as f I heard the doctor’s verdict that I only have 1 day left to live. It had been 5 years since the broke up .
Naturally, I tried to blend in the crowd and tried to be invisible (which was very difficult considering my oriental look and my skin, I was like a hillbilly tried to hide among the black panthers – for those who don’t understand, google it, or read more books, or watch more movies trust me). I even texted my friend whom I already told about this nightmare. … ”Dream (nightmare) comes true”.
However, after tried to hide away from her for quite a while. I started to think, all of my life i always tried to run or away from any inconvenient situation, truth. So, *deep breath* *inhale* *exhale* … brace yourself big guy, let’s face and end this one and for all. I tried to catch her eyes and…*smiley face* “HEYYY!!!” I walked to her and “Hullo…how r u?” She said … “Why are you so thin?”, I replied “Look at yourself will you? and … all those acnes ? why???” She introduced me to her BF and I cut short the conversation by, “Okay, I’ll continue my meet and greet with the others if that’s okay. Nice to see you here. taaa”. Taaaa…
Made it, showed her how ‘big’ of a person I was and am. And honestly, I felt relieved. Apparently all you have to do was. DO. Stop thinking too much. It wasn’t bad…at all.
And…best thing was my dream came true !!! How many people in the world would like to have that right ? right ?
Now I am very certain that chapter had ended. And I am more than ready to start to my next chapter of my life.
So….
Hullo ladies, haaaaaaaaaaaaveeeeeeee you met Ted ?
Oh, I never wanted to kill
I am not naturally evil
Such things I do
Just to make myself more attractive to you
Have I failed
?
it’s been 5 years
since we’ve been apart
hmmm it’s more like ….
since i left you
yet
the feeling remains
the first feeling
and the second
which is guilt
it’s like throwing a part of yourself away
you can always live with the rest of it
however
every now and then
especially during moments of trial
like now
you just can’t stop
blaming yourself
why
why
why
the question remains unanswered
why did u ever let her down
“i’m moving on”
she said
“you should too”
“i’ve forgiven you a long time ago”
i wish
time really heals
i wish
it is that easy to move on
yet
i think
i am just another hopeless person
should be
removed
from the face of the world
once
and
for all
5 years?
is it a long time?
should i?
would i?
could i?
move
on
…
it’s more like
i’m
moving off
hehehe….(bitter laughter)