Acak Aderaf: 2019

This writing departs from the thought "The more people in the world, the more we feel lonely." Not just a paradox, but it seems time plays its role very well. Always. As it goes on, the intensity of someone in contact with others becomes less and less. Furthermore, he will unconsciously leads us sweetly to a point where the next thought is waiting, "Next, what things can make me happy?"

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Have you ever felt lonely when you walked in the middle of a shopping center? I don’t know how to describe it, but in real terms, the situation in the shopping center was very crowded with the people who came one after the others. The visitors walked together hand by hand, and the shop owners were busy offering their products. I guess, some of people felt it.

One day my friend and I went to visit his house at Gasibu, Bandung. I met his grandmother who was watching television. She was a noisy person, told me a lot of things continuously. I was absorbed in listening to the story, until I realized that the house was very quiet. Her son only exists at dusk and at night because of work, her grandchildren go to school and play outside more often. Suddenly, I thought of a moment when her grandchildren were in school, and her children were working. To whom will she share the story later? Loneliness. Oh, Will I be there? Or, when I am there, it's not a problem anymore, because I am used in it. It sucks, I don't live with family because of work. My brother joins me because the university where he studies is in the same city where I work. I often think of the "lonely" situation in my parents. Even though my brother was there to keep them company. Therefore I tip my hat to him.

Stranger talks to stranger. Why do I think it becomes a necessary thing? A very simple concept to at least reduce loneliness. The main solution is to start. We all know, starting something is not an easy thing. Moreover, we often think about people's responses afterwards. Either we are thought to be cool, shameless, or others. So, talking with our old friends could be another ways to kill the loneliness. Although, other problems reappear. Some of our friends already have their own business and too busy to meet and share stories. Or, people will think we have another motive just because our old friends are different gender with us. But, people are free to speculate, right?

Back to the phenomenon in the previous paragraph, I always imagine and think that even I am not that old, I often feel so lonely. What if when I am in that situations where I have nobody to share my story to. Until the question reappears in my head, "Will we become lonely when we are old?" Maybe we have indeed been outlined like that. I mean, looking at the current situation and conditions, it seems like we have indirectly learned from the old people based on what they do. People can make peace with anything because of something called habit. I often think that one day I will meet a situation where my children will leave me to pursue their dreams, while I can only spend my time to watch some boring programs on television, or reading newspapers while drinking my coffee without having much opportunity to spend time with those who are loved.

I don't know, but I always regret meeting a lot of good friends when I was young, because the possibility of separation is very high, with many reasons that are very acceptable. It will always be my prayer to still be able to spend time with the people I love. If not, I have the second hope, to have enough time so I can share my life stories to my children later.***

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Independence Day at Cicalengka

Faregoes August 18, 2019

“Kanggo peserta ti RW 01, RW 01, enggal gareura baris urang jalan, bisi kaburu siang, mana nu sanesna enggal baris. Hayu hayu mumpung can panas, karunya nu sanesna engke.”

(“For the participants from hamlet number 1 can move now, where are the rest? Call them before the sun shines warmer”.)

A faint sound from a man who was coordinating an event in my village.

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That morning was the same as the previous mornings. Cold air filled almost the entire room in the house. That’s not a thing, because my house is at the foot of a mountain in a village in Cicalengka. I slowly pulled my blanket to keep my body warm. I saw the clock and it was 5.27 a.m, I tried to move and prayed. There was a noise in the living room, some teenagers were dressed up and looked some were wearing unique costumes.

August 17, that day was my country's independence day. Indeed, every year people celebrate Independence Day with a variety ways. But the tradition in my village, people will walk together like a parade in general using unique costumes with high creativity, finally they were lined up on a large field to run a flag ceremony.

6 am, one by one left the house, the rest was me who immediately followed to go to the main street of the village to see the parade that day. Alright, the citizen have stood on the side of the road to enjoy the creativity of young people with costumes and attributes which have respective philosophies. Much smiles are created from the creativity. The old who are very entertained talk about the development of the country from year to year, while young people still enjoy the parade by capturing some pictures and videos.

The parade lasted from 6 a.m to 8 a.m because there were so many participants and they had to line up neatly without disturbing other road users. Sometimes people gave money, food, shouts of excitement, even drinking water. That’s kinda form of appreciation for the parade participants, as well as provisions during the trip (They will walk about 3km) to the ceremonial court.

Each region has its own tradition of celebrating the Independence Day, and what we have to respect is how enthusiastically they welcomed it. All preparations are made as good as they can in order to create a happy and lively atmosphere. That’s such a form of love for this country. From early in the morning, they took a break from all routine and gathered to enjoy the moment of independence together. At least that's what is reflected in my village.

Furthermore, I believe that the citizens of this country have an extraordinary passion for unity, especially for the integrity of the country. Just hope this country gets better every time and gets more love from the people. It is our duty to keep our nation name good and also make our country proud in every way we can.***

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Independence Day at Cicalengka

“Kanggo peserta ti RW 01, RW 01, enggal gareura baris urang jalan, bisi kaburu siang, mana nu sanesna enggal baris. Hayu hayu mumpung can panas, karunya nu sanesna engke.”

(“For the participants from hamlet number 1 can move now, where are the rest? Call them before the sun shines warmer”.)

A faint sound from a man who was coordinating an event in my village.

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