Often time a song, a poem, a picture, a statement is interpreted differently with a wide spectrum of difference, even poles apart.
It seems to happen to a song entitled “Bahasa Kalbu” (The Language of The Heart) in the following video that to me has been always a very beautiful love story as in a Lover meeting the Beloved — a love that comes real; yet most of the comments to the song sung by Raisa uploaded in YouTube are very sad and triggering tears.
Yet I think that song is properly entitled as it can be interpreted as per what language is spoken by each heart. Not sure if that is the real interpretation of the song, or just the video clip that leads the viewers to think that way.
I like the version by the young talented gorgeous Raisa but I love much more the original version by Titi DJ though, it depicts a brightly falling in love vibe! I love to love!
What a given time!
Fluency and artistic test,
All measured and timed—
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This working from home has given me less travel time and automatically much shorter time for its preparation and unpacking etcetera. This should be well used, too as without it my sleeping disorder has caused a lot more trouble than before so I decided to take some online courses that have sprung like mushroom in rainy days.
I took some online courses in Udemy and some other course centres that offer more rigorous online courses during this pandemic. In Udemy I took massage class for baby, root cause analysis, project management, and so on and so forth — those are done independently, just read and listen to some lectures and do some test with or without certificates. The other two are language classes: Japanese and Arabic.
Why do I chose those courses? All that I took are all that I need.
Ayurvedic massage for baby? Don’t laugh! I am inspired by Yu Yat, my late baby sitter and “second mother”. She was the one taking care of me since I was a red baby until I reached 12 years old before I could take care of myself, while my parents were extremely busy as civil servants. In her late life my baby sitter continued her mother’s professional legacy as a baby masseuse – Javanese baby massage. I visited her everyday whenever I spent holiday in mother’s home. Seeing her handle the babies was my favourite and I told her that I wanted to be a baby masseuse like her and she said “You can but why do you have to? You have a very good job and you might not have time to do it.” She was right and it was forgotten for so many years but inspiration never dies – and so I took an online class. I plan to practice it when visiting my mother’s town after pandemic, Yu Yat’s sister in law continues the profession so I can “borrow one client baby”. Hope it is a success. Who knows I can be a baby masseuse in my retirement time. Yay!
The other classes are all things related to my jobs, I am “sharpening my claws”. Wicked lady! Haha!
And the language classes? I need them to better the quality of life. Japanese? I do communicate with Japanese whose English is mostly not up to my par — not all but most. The way they express their idea in English has either confused or annoyed me. And when I interacted with those guys I found at times they were laughing at me – bloody hell I don’t like to be laughed, men! I checked with the people working for me yes those men were laughing at me not to underestimate me but just because they don’t feel easy with a woman being so authoritative and open. Oh my! What is a female employee supposed to do at work differently from the male? Washing their coffee mugs or polishing their shoes? So I promised that I will at least understand Japanese and know when they laugh at me so that I can scold at them. 😁 No, no, I just want to make my conversation with them at ease. Japanese men are the most insecure male creature I’ve ever met on earth so I understand why they behave like s***** people sometimes. And, who knows I can write my first haiku in its original language someday? Yay!
Arabic language? I did learn for two years when I was young and I think I still need it so I am not cheated with wrong conception of religious thought. I have to know what the book is exactly saying as the translated version of Quran (into other languages) is never pure translation, they are all interpretation that have driven the reader to a certain opinion that will lead people to irresponsible actions at times. So with one of my best friends I took an online course. We both always want to be free thinkers with basis! Not much target – intermediate level is ok.
One more to go…. I want to join Jewelry making course and Asian herb course. Maybe I can make Jewelry and herbal drinks when I retire later.
I am so thankful that I’ve got time to develop myself in such a way. I’m not happy with this pandemic though, please don’t get me wrong….
But yeah, sometimes I juggle with the homework of the language classes. The teachers are killers! 😁
Much a do ’bout it
Ripples in a pool have brought
A Star. Guide me please.
I might not involve emotions in my devotion but I mean it. Never ask me to love you coz I don’t. Never force me to long for you coz I don’t. My realm is so much different from yours. Mine is far under the bottomless abyss, yours might be in heaven. Leave me coz I don’t have a promise.
Touches of the Wind —
Can those in the room feel it?
Ya, don’t shut the windows.
It is just a layer of sensations. You’ll never understand what others really think when you are not at the same layer of logic. And you’ll never comprehend what others really think if you are not in the same state of consciousness. I’m learning and un-learning at the same time — how would Life be cool if you seal yourself in a vacuum case?
This below video clip by “The Law” was sent by a friend. We’ve never thought of how a rap group (vocal? band? what? never heard of “The Law”) could sing a negative song, a set of negative lyrics about two women (Maia & Meichan of Duo Maia) who truly achieve very high position in Indonesia music world. Only hatred could generate this work.
Just wanna say…. What you sow, what you reap!
This group is over, might never get up again…. I pity their start cum end….
To Maia and Meichan: Good Luck here and after! You have the beauty, the talent and the attitude. Love, love, love…..
These are the lyrics as sung by “The Law”.
Now throw ur hand in the air buat duo maia
Jari tengah di udara buat duo maia
Middle finger’s in the air buat duo maia
Baladewa sluruh dunia acungkan jari tengahmu
Check this, check this You don’t wanna miss
Gw gak pengen menghujat atau berlaku sinis
Tapi duo maia yang katanya formasi baru
Buat gw contoh buruk yang gak pantas ditiru
Gaya harajuku lu lebih mirip cewe brengsek
Ibu tiga anak kok gayanya seperti bom sex
Ngaku jadi musisi tapi kemampuan cetek
Mendingan gw nonton mulan jadi bintang obat ketek
Kemampuan dan skill lu cuma setahi upil
Gw sumpahin album lu gak bakalan berhasil
Tampang vokalis lu kaya bintang bokep miyabi
Kok kaya mirip cewe yang lagi masturbasi
Gw denger-denger sih lu kan ngakunya sarjana
Tapi klakuan minus kaya cewe gak bragama
Gak becus ngurus anak, ngandelin pengacara
Wajar kalo cinta suami lu tertinggal di malaysia
You had all the money, you had all the fame
You had a good family and you have a good man
Tapi lu masih ngotot lu pengen jadi artis
Lu kaga punya bakat semua lagu lu najis
Untung aja lu masih punya suami yang sabar
Walaupun sifat lu tuh udah kaya cewe bar bar
Lu tau rumah tangga lu udah mau bubar
Tapi lu malah minta duit dua ratus milyar
Now throw ur hand in the air buat duo maia
Jari tengah di udara buat duo maia
Middle fingers in the air buat duo maia
Baladewa sluruh dunia acungkan jari tengah (2x)
Ini babak yang baru cobalah kau dengarkan
Semua orang tau lu tuh mabuk ketenaran
Kalo lu emang bener bener punya kemampuan
Kenapa takut bersaing sama dewi dewi dan mulan
Gw suka dewi dewi apalagi mulan
Gw juga suka ratu waktu vokalisnya pingkan
Tapi sekarang vokalisnya kok diganti mei chan
Doi gak pantes nyanyi doi pantesnya mecun
Lebih baik mei chan lu kirim aja ke batam
Gw yakin lebih laku jadi PSK malam
Karena di musik dia gak punya masa depan
Republik cinta bakal bikin lu semua tenggelam
Mulan jameela udah ninggalin ratu
Album dewi dewi masih yang paling laku
Andra and the backbone yang jadi nomer satu
Gw kasih jempol terbalik buat albumnya ratu
Udah deh mendingan cepetan lu insaf
Sebelum baladewa indonesia pada khilaf
Ini cuma nasihat we still love you anyway
Kalo lu kaga suka HOO! E-G-P
Now throw ur hand in the air buat duo maia
Jari tengah di udara buat duo maia
Middle fingers in the air buat duo maia
Baladewa sluruh dunia acungkan jari tengah mu (2x)
A building like a dragon in the city – September 28, 2016 – 15:32
I visited Angkor Wat, Siem Reap of Cambodia last week with three of my friends – Mbak Roh, Mbak Endang and Agnes. We did quasi backpacking – why quasi? Well, we decided to travel light – they flew AirAsia which tickets were purchased one year ago – but pack things in pretty luggage.
We stayed in a cheap inn of USD35.5 per night instead of fancy Park Hyatt or Le Meridien and took tuk-tuk everyday instead of rented car. It was a cool journey!
Fish in frozen pond
It is swimming to the sun.
Hopes for hotter air —
Fish, water and sun —
Forming a natural cycle —
Win life together.
Fish, can you feel me
Stir the water to get you
Out of frozen pond.
Fish stare at my eyes.
They beg me to stop and go,
To find other funs.
Fish….
Me….
Life….
Like
Fish….
Water….
Sun….
Can I play with this life the I want?
I know I can.
But like a fish that can’t live in frozen pond – waiting for
The sun to melt it down.
I am a fish in a life full of water under the sun.
Pronouncing good word,
Parrot is nodding its head.
When word is just word.
What does a word mean when it is uttered by a bird, it only repeating what it has heard from environment without knowing what it means. It means…. Meaning is not everything but it is more essential than just the pronounced lining letters.
Life, teach me about what essential when I pronounce a good word as I am not a parrot or any other copiers.
kutemukan musik dalam hidup
aliran udara dan tekanan angin yang berbeda menjadi musik
gemericik air dan gulungan debu menjadi nada
tarikan dan hembusan nafas yang satu-satu lembut, sedang, memburu, sesak… tempo…
musik,
jiwa yang berirama,
kehidupan yang berpola,
nuansa yang menggema beribu tahun, kembali mengingatkanku pada alunan musik
terlupa sejenak lalu ingat ketika terpanggil oleh kerinduan….
akan masa-masa yang penuh cinta…
musik selalu menggugah emosi,
menelusuri rasa,
membangkitkan keimanan akan pertemuan dengan yang sejati
Hari ini aku makan di Sate Wahab yang berlokasi di sebelah prapatan Sinta, Tangerang. Rasanya lumayan enak walau tak seenak beberapa tahun lalu ketika aku makan di sana bersama Eka. Bukan karena dengan siapa tapi lebih karena kondisi badanku sedang drop karena flu sehingga lidah tak mampu bekerja optimal merasai sate yang terkenal enaknya itu.
Setelah makan motor mengarah ke utara mau muter lagi ke kantor temanku. Belum mencapai 5 meter eh kulihat kucing warna hitam yang menurutku posisinya aneh. Tak mungkin seekor kucing membersihkan badan di badan jalan yang sangat ramai. Maka aku minta Lela untuk memberhentikan motor lalu aku turun.
Kucing melahirkan!!!
Duh Gusti, hatiku trenyuh tapi aku – jujur – agak jijik karena kucingnya kurap dan yang lebih bikin aku nggak tega adalah anak kucing sudah keluar satu dan emak kucing sedang membersihkan badannya, lalu keluar ari-arinya.
Lela meneriakkan saran “Miss, minta tolong bapak itu aja…!”
Aku segera memanggil tukang parkir Sate Wahab yang dengan segera mendekat. Seorang bapak-bapak menjewer kuping emak kucing untuk naik ke trotoar. Anaknya terseret… Maafkan aku, kucing-kucing…
Lalu aku minta mereka membawa kardus bekaas jika ada.
Seorang bapak membawa kardus bekas kemasan minuman Aqua. Lalu seorang lagi membawa selembar kertas koran dan memintaku menyorongkan bayi kucing dan ari-ari ke dalam kardus yang sudah ditempati oleh emak kucing.
Setelah keduanya masuk kardus, aku minta bapak-bapak itu menaikkan kardus berisi kucing-kucing itu ke bawah arcade sebelah kanan Sate Wahab karena hujan mulai menderas.
“Sehat ya, Mak, Nak…” kataku pada kucing-kucing itu.
“Makasih ya, Pak…” kataku pada bapak-bapak yang masih ada di situ.
Lalu aku dan Lela melanjutkan perjalanan.
Hatiku masih ternyuh. Masih kuingat sebuah mobil yang dengan sengaja mau menabrak kami (aku dan kucing), si pengemudi sambil melotot-lototkan matanya. Mungkin dia memberikan kode padaku untuk segera minggir. Aku tak tahu, jika aku tak di situ menjaga kucing-kucing itu, pengemudi itu pasti sudah melindasnya karena memang si kucing berbaring lemah tak berdaya di bekas cerukan jalan yang seperti bekas lindasan ban besar.
Aku berharap makin banyak orang yang peduli pada hewan yang ada di sekitarnya entah itu kucing, anjing, kelinci, dll….
Untuk kucing-kucing yang tadi kutemui dan kucing-kucing lain: semoga kalian bahagia dan sejahtera, sayang…
Ruko Liga Mas (kantor Lela); 4:55 sore
Foto adalah Sicily alias Ucil yang sudah tak terlihat lama dari rumahku karena (mungkin) sedang melahirkan
Muhammad Daming Sunusi, calon Hakim Agung yang konon dicalonkan oleh PKS (allahua’alam) terperosok dalam kekalutan batal menjadi Hakim Agung. karena tidak mampu membedakan mana yang disebut candaan dengan pelecehan.
Dia mengatakan bahwa pemerkosa dan yang diperkosa sama-sama menikmati perkosaan tersebut.
TERLALU!!!
Manusia macam apa kau, Daming?
Istrimu perempuan bukan? Ibumu perempuan bukan? Nenekmu perempuan bukan? Atau kau punya anak perempuan? Saudara perempuan? Bagaimana kalau mereka diperkosa? Apakah kau akan mengatakan pada mereka “Udah, nikmati aja…” sambil tertawa-tawa menikmati canda.
Hanya satu pintaku pada Semesta: supaya lelaki ini benar-benar menyesali perbuatannya bukan karena dia batal jadi Hakim Agung; lebih dari itu dia harus merasakan Tuhan Mahaadil jauh di atas keadilan calon Hakim Agung yang cuma asal njeplak mulut dan otaknya sama-sama kehilangan kendalinya.
15 Januari 2013 – 22:24
Rumah mungilku di bantaran Kali Cisadane
Kiamat yang seperti dipikirkan berupa huru-hara tak berjalan sesuai ramalan maka resolusi menjadi hal yang cukup menarik untuk menyemai harapan.
Tahun 2013 adalah tahun yang penuh energi positif dimanapun aku berada. Cinta akan tiba dalam bentuk yang paling sesuai dengan kehidupanku saat ini. Keluarga dan sabahat makin memancarkan sinar kasihnya ke penjuru arah tujuanku. Kehidupan cita-citaku juga menjadi lentera bagiku dan orang-orang di sekitarku.
Tak ada yang tak mungkin dengan kekuatan positif yang selalu dipancarkan oleh jiwa. Kulakukan yang terbaik; jika bermanfaat bagi banyak manusia, kurela.
rike jokanan 
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