Berburu Sesajen Jatah Dewa

Berdesak dan terburu naik ke kawah Bromo cukup lumrah terjadi jika berkunjung ke Upacara adat Kasada. Ratusan warga beramai ramai melangkahkan kaki seribu kali menggotong ongklek-ongklek cantik, sesajen yang dirangkai indah untuk kemudian dilempar begitu saja ke dalam kawah. Karena larung sajen dimulai menjelang ufuk, pandangan mata sangat terbatas sekali. Jarak pandang pun menjadi sangat pendek sehingga perlu berhati hati agar tidak celaka dari ketinggian kawah 2392 dpl ini. 

the big step.

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"And among His signs is this, that He created for you mates from among yourselves, that you may dwell in tranquility with them, and He has put love and mercy between your hearts. Undoubtedly in these are signs for those who reflect." [Noble Quran 30:21]

July 5, my first cousin has made a big step on his life, marriage. One big step to make a man and woman to live as husband and wife. With a brave heart he gets a blessing from God and family to marry a woman  carrying out one of Prophet's Sunnah, he opened the gate into a new life as a complete man.

Kerutan Wajah Tua Budaya Indonesia.

Gempa gempita lifestyle dan budaya modern yang merebak luas di kalangan masyarakat  tentunya mengakibatkan pergeseran dan erosi internal budaya nusantara. Gaya hidup kebarat-baratan atau modern yang dibilang up-to-date tentu akan lebih menarik untuk diikuti oleh kalangan masyarakat terutama para remaja yang sedang ‘galau’ mencari mode. Predikat ‘keren, cool, dan gaul’ pun akan menempel seperti perangko pada  western lifestyle daripada budaya kita sendiri yang bahkan dianggap ‘katrok, kuno, atau ndeso’. Hal tersebut tak lepas dari pemberdayaan budaya tradisional Indonesia yang pergerakanya kurang ‘surface’ atau lebih ‘underground’ dalam artian tanpa publikasi yang memadai sehingga usaha perberdayaan tradisional tersebut kurang diketahui. Masyarakat pun banyak yang berlari mengejar ide-ide ke-kerenan dan ke-gaulan yang lebih assoyyyy sebagai identitas untuk bergaul dengan sesama kawula muda. Jika kita cermati, pergerakan publikasi sanggar atau grup seni tari di kampung kampung lebih banyak dilakukan secara oral atau dari mulut ke mulut. Tak heran kalau anggota sanggar rata-rata berasal dari sekelumit orang di sekitar sanggar tersebut karena ‘senjata’ publikasi masih menggunakan media tradisional penyebaran folklore yaitu dari mulut ke mulut.

monolog dengan keluhan.

Malam ini aku ndak bisa turu

Kamu diam saja disitu dimeja kamarku

Terpenjara rapi dalam bingkai murahan

yang kubeli tiga tahun lalu

Kamu tau ndak,nyamuk nyamuk disini lagi arisan

Menunggu aku tidur untuk sarapan

Ada yg main serobot guatel, gak sopan!!

Eh Tuan mana Tuan

Padahal aku dulu minta kamu

Dikirim cantik rupawan

Yang nyampai disini cuma fotomu

Sedangkan sisanya rapi terbungkus
dibawah batu nisan

Jakarta; hands up heads down!

I have been visiting Jakarta this past month in the effort of pursuing a life, work, future, chance, opportunity, and experience. I’m not surprised by how the city will treat a newcomer like me, my memories of Arema Indonesia tour Batavia 2010 created a strong impression between Jakarta and hard life. That journey when young and restless people like me saw how big Jakarta was the first time I thought of myself that Jakarta is a city with big promises, but it turned up by the shocking scene behind a tall huge wall in which you may make a BIG SALE for your big dreams. The struggle may end up in the railway from Jatinegara to Pasar Senen, which becomes a welcoming scene of Jakarta from the train window. And that day when I first came to Jakarta I promise myself to get back there and smell its 

stinks.

keluh.

matanya perih,

angin berhembus merintih.

gontai goyah gemetaran,

haus dan kerontang kelaparan.

apakah yang diperbuat oleh alam?

rupanya telah bersetubuh kejam

manusia dengan bencana.

7 Jogjakarta 11

July 12 2011

Jogjakarta, probably one of the city that people would love to live in. Also known as DIY (Daerah Istimewa Yogyakarta, translate; special region of Jogja) which for me the using of the word “istimewa” is totally appropriate with what I had seen in these recent years where I always had a long walk journey from Malang, to this lovely city. I went to Jogja aaaaaaalll along the way by taking train to Solo then end up in Jogja, although the atmosphere is not as cool as Malang (it’s quite hot) I totally enjoy and love this city.

Semeru.

"nature is truth, and you got to see it with a wide naked eyes open"


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As the native of Indonesia, I don’t really know what “Semeru” means. But that’s not important because whatever the name, its beauty has been poisoning my eyes first since I stepped my foot on its edge. the feeling of tired-caused-of-walking and climbing up the hills-for three hours was answered by the view in front of my eyes. I walk to the lake called “Ranu Kumbolo” and again, I don’t know what the name means (*sucks). The view is so pure, fresh, nature, and truth (“nature is truth”) now I understand why people are crazy about the beauty of nature, because once it poisons your eyes, it will attack your brain! And you’re brainwashed by its beauty!

The sea of hundreds lost.

The biggest joke most people often said to me is “Graduate soon, and get a good job”

“I love what I have, I am, and I will - learned/learning/learn”

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I was at the middle of the busy harbor, where I had no destination to go. People were busy taking chances on every room opens. They didn't even realize that the rooms were only for 2 people. It were just small and few rooms and there were hundreds of them filling their own paper written their name with their medals of honor. The papers were selling them in a very low price. But I didn't see what they saw; I saw blindness of unguided innocent and the laugh of the bourgeois. And I realized we were not one of the passengers and we won’t be, we were  something underwater they were fishing. It was just a matter of time for me, to became one of them, fighting and racing to take the bait.

to contemplate.

what can be more sharper than a moon tonight

whose shine can cut off the dark and dim the light

the sky is bright with light sharper than a samurai

tear off the dark and brighten the eye

Yes! God can be so adorable for its masterpiece

so my question is,

if you, she, he, me, or even WE

can be so amazed with that shiny, gloomy, and sparkly --

why haven't we praise God already?