Fluorescent of Life

Dear class of year 2012, esp. SMAN 1 Bekasi 2012 (Batik) and all the great fellas.

“But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.” -Kahlil Gibran

Coming together is a beginning, I should say. Keeping together is the progress and working together is success. The end is where it began. Never thought that it’s almost toward the end of our meticulous high school year. Every little pieces of memories will merge as one. It’ll be a moment to remember. There’s no such thing in this world as forever. But, there’s such a togetherness of ours that won’t be crumbled around. It’ll stay.. Because, there’s the point where your high school moment will ever be in your favor. We all can see how much these years had meant to us. We should not be dismayed by goodbye. It’s quite necessary for us before we meet again after moments or even lifetimes. And, it’s certain for those who are friend. But, knowing the fact that we are one as a big family, it opens our eyes wide-opened that we never really be apart. The moment of truth is about to arise. Always bear in mind that God will resolve the edge of your finals along with the loud praises. We believe in God like the sun is risen; not because we see it, but we can see everything by its shine. Deep down, I’m shouting out loud to The Almighty. Hoping that He will expand and bless thy ways. Let the praises outshine thy anxiety. Let the blessings drowns out thy fear. Remember that God will raise your expecations and hopes to what you are capable of. One last thing that I would like to say is y’all have an amazing sense of togetherness. Which means that it’ll take every single one of you to a successful ending. Selamat berjuang kawan.. Sampai kita jumpa nanti :’D

From Washington with love.

Terbaring sunyi di kegelapan musim dingin. Bukan salju atau rintik hujan yang menemani. Angin…
Angin musim dingin seketika melumpuhkan kehangatan yang tampaknya terlihat ironi. Dan juga kesunyian.
Ratusan.. Atau bahkan ribuan pikiran yang sekelibat datang. Entah mengapa begitu sempurnanya berkolerasi dengan perasaan. Berat. Sungguh rasanya ku ingin teriak…
Namun, bolehkah ku diam? Sejenak bertanya dan menilik kembali hal apa yang ku risaukan.
Rasanya tak ada. Beban yang nyatanya adalah sebuah ilusi belaka.
Tak mungkin perasaan berkata salah. Tau betul bahwa ada secerca gelisah bergemuruh menyelimuti langit musim dingin.
Rapuh… Ku ingin pulang namun tak sekarang. Lalu kapan? Entah.
Ingin ku jumpa mereka di sana. Dengan senyuman dan haru biru kegembiraan.
Seratus lima hari lamanya.
Tetapi apakah Tuhan mengizinkanku untuk bertukar senyum dan kabar dengan mereka yang baru ku kenal dua ratus sepuluh hari lamanya? Walau bahkan untuk satu jam saja.
Sungguh itu merupakan ketakutan yang luar biasa.
Dan ketika aku kembali, tak ada satu kata pun yang sejatinya dapat mematahkan semangatku untuk meraih kesempatan yang kedua kali.
Mungkin bolehku berkata bahwa ini hanyalah awal dari sebuah perjalanan. Also, I might say this has been the most incredible journey by far. Despite the fact, I don’t get to go to the Big Apple nor California. Well, my stay here isn’t about visiting lots of fabulous places but the thing is creating tons of fabulous experiences and stories.