Unfair

Di perjalanan pulang ke rumah dari Sinjai tadi, saya membaca petikan kalimat dari cerita Felix Siauw di beranda Facebook saya. 
Bunyinya begini: 

Wajar bila mereka merasa dunia tidak adil, karena materi jadi penanda sukses. 

Dan saya langsung berhenti membaca dan lantas berpikir. Kalimatnya benar. Dunia ini pasti akan terasa sangat tidak adil kalau kita menilai sukses itu dari seberapa banyak harta yang bisa kau hasilkan dalam hidupmu. 

Kenapa bukan dari misalnya: kebahagiaan? 

Maksudku, demi Allah, saya tidak punya apapun saat ini. Bahkan jika ingin kemana-mana, saya masih bergantung dengan ojek dan angkot. Adekku malah sudah bawa motor ke kampusnya. I own nothing. Which ones would say I’m not successful yet. 
But For Godsake, I’m happy. I’m happy I want to cry. And I’m thankful. And I want to say that in this case, I’m a successful one. I can make myself happy and that worths a world. 

Saya bahagia dan saya bersyukur Tuhan. Sebab saya aman, saya sehat dan saya bisa makan. Hahaha. 
Dan barusan keluargaku kumpuuul dan bahagia. Dan K, my love of my life, baru menelpon sampai dua jam saking rindunya gak telponan hampir seminggu. 

Dan sebab itu ya Allah, saya merasa sudah di zona nyamanku yang susah sekali kutinggalkan. But I have to. 

RI

words shouldn’t hurt

The worst feeling that you could ever possess to someone is the feeling of possessing him/her, as if that person is completely yours. Because you could never, ever “own” a person. You could only be happy when the person you choose to be with also chooses to be with you.

Be happy. Because you only need yourself to be happy, and because you can. Allow yourself to be happy. With or without someone else. Isn’t it such a great feeling to realize that we can be happy on our own? As soon as we have allowed ourselves to be happy on our own, then we can be happy with another person.

-by Little Notes of Life from Alanda Kariza-

Longing for Cals

what is your strongest memory of us?
is it our togetherness, happiness or sadness?
what is your deepest thought of us?
could the pictures keep all things we’ve done?

I love you, Cals.
I owe you for the smile, laugh, pain and fun days.
when we were still hanging around,
when we were still together.

the events,
the weddings,
the birthday parties,
the futsal matches,

stupidity,
our trip anywhere,
our classes, homeworks and projects,
our narcism,
our talents,
all of them.

when you’re getting old and fatigue
I hope you will remember
the worst and
the best of us
in pictures or in your memory.

 

Sunshine