Wednesday, 31 December 2014

Another Change

As 2014 is winding down to a close, I want to say something.

So I wrote this at the edge of 2013, which approximately a year ago. I wonder, is there any specific word besides fly, which exactly describes how fast time flies… I mean, time goes too fast that it apparently wants to compete with the speed of light. Oke sebenernya nggak literally secepet itu emang gue lebay banget sih but I just feel like it does (sekali lagi gue ngomong betapa herannya gue akan cepatnya waktu berlalu, gue dapet piring cantik).

Gue sebenernya bisa aja sih tinggal ganti judul dari... what is the proper word… hm, kata-kata-penutup-akhir-tahun tahun lalu dan tahun lalu dan tahun lalu yang pernah gue bikin, baik yang diketik maupun yang ditoreh di atas kertas, toh kayaknya inti dari semua itu adalah I wish for the better year to come and wonderful days ahead and how stupid I was and how I regret it and how the days that Dora has been through were much more fun than mine and what I plan for the next year and blahs. Inti dari semua yang gue omongin sama aja. Yah, seperti tahun-tahun sebelumnya, gue merasa gagal di tahun ini. I was a fool last year. I was a fool last year. Ujung-ujungnya resolusi tahun baru nggak tercapai. Padahal saat menulis itu kayaknya gue menunjukkan semangat 45 dan gue siap mengerahkan potensi gue buat mewujudkannya, WHY DIDN’T THEY COME TRUE?

But I didn’t, just because.

It’s about the feel, guys. It may seem like I keep on writing the same things but, I feel so different when I was writing that letter at 2013 with I am right now. I have no idea about what is the purpose of writing this down; I just feel like it is a need.

I think it’s unnecessary to basa-basi mengingat kita udah ada di ‘era’ baru (well, not really, but feel like one). Gue jadi lebih kritis sekarang, sebelum gue bikin resolusi apa aja yang pengen gue capai di tahun baru (di mana semua-muanya baru dan it seems like you can start from the zero), gue mau merenungkan alas an kenapa gue nggak bisa mencapai apa yang sudah gue junjung di tahun-tahun yang udah gue lewati. Karena gue nggak mau membuang-buang porsi waktu yang udah Allah berikan ke gue dengan cuma-cuma dan sia-sia, seperti yang gue lakukan di tahun-tahun yang lalu.

Instead of starting from the zero, I’d like to fix what I’ve built, those which have been being abandoned.

Gue nggak mau 2015 gue sia-sia dan akhirnya di penghujung tahun itu gue malah sibuk menorehkan penyesalan gue dan kembali menuliskan janji ‘palsu’ untuk tahun berikutnya. Udah sering banget gue di akhir tahun mikir, kenapa gue nggak mempertahankan semangat awal tahun gue untuk berusaha menjadi lebih baik di waktu-waktu berikutnya? Hell yeah gue nggak ngerti sama diri gue sendiri. One of the most difficult phases in life is when you don’t understand yourself. The time when you feel like a paradox; you feel like you’re miserably messed up. Each time I embark on a process of personal development, it only goes the way I expected for a couple of days. There are things I’d love to do, but I procrastinate on them. I want this and that to happen, but I do almost nothing big—because big goals require big efforts. Trust me, ketika perjanjian yang lo buat, tekad yang lo tekankan, dan rencana-rencana yang lo bangun dengan diri lo sendiri di masa lalu sound like bullshit di kemudian hari (karena nggak terealisasi sebagaimana lo menjanjikan diri lo saat itu), jijiknya tuh lebih-lebih daripada lo baca chat yang berisi gombalan-gombalan mantan lo di masa lalu. Tapi jijiknya bagus sih, ada 'bibit' efek positifnya, which is: introspeksi diri. It makes you keep asking yourself why, and wondering for the reasonable answer. Kenapa gue bilang bibit, karena itu nggak akan 'tumbuh' dan ngefek ke diri lo tanpa disertai dengan usaha perbaikan.

Why wait for the new year if you can be the better version of yourself today? Why procrastinate if you can start sooner? 

Probably because we deem the new year's eve as an official closure, where on the first day of the new year we can start anything over again. Facing a new year means we gotta see more opportunities to accomplish, more chances to try, and more dreams to achieve in front of us, and we all love this concept of a "fresh start".

It may sound cliche anyway;

I hope things will get better in the upcoming yearand we can be better than ourselves right now.




Monday, 15 December 2014

Why are we so obsessed with beauty?

So I'm following this guy named Kent Sutjipto on ask.fm. I've been admiring him since weeks ago, due to his ability in playing with words and turning them into something worth reading. The way he writes really mesmerizes me. He became one of those people I look up to when it comes to learn how to write well. Recently I saw his name on the cover of a novel titled "Meter/Second", then I found out that he is a writer! (yeah it didn't surprise me much) One of his writings is truthfully good that I can't resist not to sharing it. So I decided to post it on my blog (I want to thank him for the words), because it's just that beautiful.

Why are we so obsessed with beauty?

Imagine a world without a sight.

A world where blindness was natural. And only a minuscule fraction of us could see how others looked like.

Imagine if we were born without eyes.

You woke up from your slumber and the morning scent grazed your nose. Yet the darkness didn’t lift. The world was as bright as it would ever be. You groped through darkness with both your hands thrust forward, searching for the clothes inside your wardrobe. And you would fumble through it, endeavoring to undo your shirt button before you put it around you.

You would run your hands through your fridge looking for eggs; through the cabinet searching for a bag of coffee; through another cabinet for a frying pan; and through the kitchen set fumbling for a gas knob before turning it to the right hearing a cackling sound and feeling relieved when you felt warmth and simultaneously smelled the aroma of gas tickling your nose.

It’s hard. Living without vision is.

Sense of sight has become so important to us that we often forget to consult our other senses. We become  so obsessed with beautyfing ourselves: starving ourselves to get approval from others, buying things we don’t need to blend in with people we don’t even like, having our faces cut to fit in the shape of what society thinks is beautiful.

We do so much physical beautification that we forget that our inside is equally, or probably more important than the outside.

Imagine a world without sight.

If the whole world were blind,

How many people would you impress?

How many would have fallen in love with you?


How many lives would you have touched?


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