says.

guide

You know that you need a map when you are planning to move from one place to a new location. Or at least, it is not your daily route. Sometimes you need a map just to make sure that your taxi driver does not charge you more than you have calculated.  On the other day, you check your map to plan on a trip. Is 5 PM the right time to commute from Dharmawangsa area to the famous Menteng street? 

In short, map guides us. 

Or we need to guide map to be functional for our live? 

Which mode are you using? To be guided or to guide wisely.

I know I am mumbling such random things. 

Well, I think I need a guide to write. Just when I need you to stop looking at your map and start trusting. Perhaps, faith?

You know that you need a map when you are planning to move from one place to a new location. Or at least, it is not your daily route. Sometimes you need a map just to make sure that your taxi driver does not charge you more than you have calculated.  On the other day, you check your map to plan on a trip. Is 5 PM the right time to commute from Dharmawangsa area to the famous Menteng street? 

In short, map guides us. 

Or we need to guide map to be functional for our live? 

Which mode are you using? To be guided or to guide wisely.

I know I am mumbling such random things. 

Well, I think I need a guide to write. Just when I need you to stop looking at your map and start trusting. Perhaps, faith?

collectible

There is one certain unique trait in each of us. Collecting. From the moment we wake up, we call memories that came to our mind. Yesterday’s phone call from old friend, last night’s culinary session with besties, or today’s task lists. We don’t let those memories just passing by. Realize or not, we start collecting it. Those memories that we chose to collect or keep in mind that morning would appear in many forms. The memories are then manifested in the form of our first sigh in the morning, stomp of our feet, or simple gesture like: pulling the blanket.

Mysterious is we collect those memories in ourselves and start making new ones throughout the day.

At the end of the day, we put thousands of today’s moments on the table and start choosing one or two or thirty out of the polaroid of events. Which one are worth to be collectible items?

These collectible items are manifested in the way we sit in our bed and look up to the ceiling, call our parents, or simple gesture like: start praying.

"sesapaan"

Rok mukena-nya masih melingkari pinggang sampai lututnya. Atasan mukenanya ternyata ada juga. Tapi, dibawa oleh adik laki-lakinya yang tingginya hanya lewat dari pinggangnya sedikit.

“Halo, Kak! Kakak lagi nunggu apa ya?”

Kaget juga. Di simpang gelap, depan sebuah masjid.

“Lagi nunggu gojek.”

Masih heran, sebenarnya. Kulirik jam di telepon genggam. Memang ini waktunya shalat Isya. Tapi, kenapa tidak ada anak-anak lain ya?

Pikiran anak HI (baca: Hubungan Internasional) yang suka menganalisa langsung berpikir. Salahku apa ya?

Lemah oleh sapaan hangatnya, lalu aku mulai bertanya.

“Nama kamu siapa?”

“Fadila.”

Dari nama turun ke hati. Kami terlibat percakapan macam-macam. Seperti, kenapa mereka hanya berdua?

“Ibuku tidak shalat. Bapakku jualan cempedak. Pulangnya malam”

“Di mana rumah kamu?”

“Di situ.”

Dia menunjuk jalanan gelap di belakangnya.

“Kalau tempat Bapak bekerja?”

“Di situ.”

Lah. Dia menunjuk jalanan gelap di depan kami.

Fadila tidak tahu di jalan apa atau daerah apa bapaknya bekerja. Bahkan setelah kusebut nama jalan tempat kantorku bekerja. Dia menggelang perlahan. Ternyata aku tahu sekolah tempatnya belajar sehari-hari. Tidak jauh dari kantorku.

“Kakak mau ke mana?”

“Ke Gambir.”

“Kak, itu ojeknya.”

Lagi-lagi, Fadila menunjuk jalanan gelap yang kemudian terlihat lampu motor. Dan, memang itu ojeknya.

“Hati-hati, ya kak.”

Fadila dan adiknya, ah aku lupa menanyakan namanya, melambai dengan senyum standar anak-anak: nyengir lebar dan mata berbinar.

We often seeking for more. More time, more love, more money, more success, and so on. We put more as our morning routine, lunch partner and sleep remedy. It becomes a habit. To ask for more. Today, I reach part 22 of this book and the word “more” knock my conscience. In the world of seeking more, less becomes somewhat peculiar. One would rarely ask for less of what he or she deserve to receive. “More happiness” is likely to be hoping for than less of it. “You deserve to have your own happiness.” This is a current trend to treat the more culture as part of what we deserve. So, is it wrong to have more? Does it mean that we should just accept something less and minimalist? Hopefully, the next journey on the next pages of this book could ease those two questions.

12.46 south jakarta second day of June

#30dayswithVelmaandTheTimeKeeper

. . . .

Surprise. Each day keeps a good surprise. One could never know how a simple prayer in the morning would become true in the evening. Oh well, who wouldn’t need a twist in a dramatic story? So, today, Velma and Albom come to the present time. They were originated from different time frame. Yet they manage to knock my curiosity door. They raise the urge to write whatever comes to my mind while reading this Albom’s book. Velma would write on her side too, with another journey: For One More Day. Let’s sail, shall we?

pada suatu kopi

kita terang-terangan, hanya sedikit ragu dan malu

seringkali asap-asap dari gelas kopi ikut memudarkan perkataan

untung ada sendok dingin yang kau aduk

perlahan

di pintu depan kita disambut

mbak manis berseragam biru

dia juga yang sajikan kerumitan di atas sepiring pisang

tentu kau bilang,

aku tak pernah minum kopi

lucu sekali

aku malah hanya minum berkas susu

kemudian kita bingung

apa yang membuat kita berpapasan di warung ini?

tanpa sadar

remah-remah tawa jatuh di atas celanamu

dan sedikit membasahi meja

kita semakin tahu

ketika mbak manis membersihkan piring

kita sudah siap

membayar dengan dompet kulit masing-masing

lampu mati

sayang sekali,

lily likes to jump

a lot

she was born in september

and she likes to jump

there is no month like september

perhaps that is true

or could be a tale

but lily just keep on jumping

where does she go?

she jumps from month to month

july to august

january to april

march to december

until finally the sun pinches her skirt

stop

why

stop jumping!

why

the sun would not let go her skirt

until the witty wind winks

lily jumps

and jumps

from may to november

from june to february

until she is tired and think

i will stop here

it is on september

she stops 

on where she belongs

Tanggal 10 memberikan satu jentikan.

Yang tidak membuat nyeri seperti jentik-jentik nyamuk.

Baik, dimulai dari tanggal 10 Januari ini lalu berakhir di tanggal 20 Januari nanti.

Mengapa tidak menulis tentang 10 hari-hari baik? 

Seperti yang tersirat dari kalimat ini:

“You are a supepeerr star with or without make up.”

Ditulis dan diberikan oleh seorang sahabat yang gengges karena dia suka terlalu baik. 

Tahu ga? Sulit sekali untuk berkata-kata baik. Yang terkurasi dengan akurat tanpa embel-embel “jangan”, “tapi”, “sebaiknya”, “kalau”, “jika”.

Kata-kata yang baik tanpa pamrih. Gini, deh. Kadang kan suka tuh, menyemangati orang lain dengan ada tambahan atau embel-embel.

Contoh: Yakinlah kamu bisa melewati tantangan ini, jika kamu tekun mencoba.

Well, bukan mau bilang salah. Tapi, kebayang kan? Sulit untuk mengambil jalan lurus berkata baik tanpa pasang plang iklan di kiri kanan yang familiar dengan tanda (*) alias syarat dan ketentuan berlaku.

Semakin langka ditemukan kebaikan jenis yang tulus begini. Sehingga ingin menebarnya di tumblr. Supaya tumbuh bibit kebaikan lainnya. Tulus tanpa (*). Toh, bibit manggis akan berbuah manggis. 

Gak kebayang, kalau bibit manggis dikasih rekayasa kimiawi a,b,c agar a,b,c. Wah, tentu tumbuh menjadi manggis a,b,c. Ah, rasanya yang apa adanya, yang murni dan putih, lebih adem direguk.

Satu bibit kebaikan, akan menghasilkan pohon kebaikan yang menebar ratusan buah kebaikan lainnya. Itu kalau kata teman saya Deswitha Arvinci Stiefi.

Untuk pesan kebaikan yang tulus, yang saya terima hari ini, saya selipkan untuk Monica Dwi Anggrainy Astivan.

Terima kasih.

Bibit baiknya sudah diterima dengan baik. Akan coba dikasih minum susu, siapa tahu tambah gemuk.

10 Hari Kebaikan - Hari Pertama: Kata Baik.