Archive for November, 2008

19
Nov

It Feels Like New York in November

It’s almost 2 in the morning and I just say goodbye to him.

His flight to the States is at 6 in the morning, leaving from Soekarno-Hatta Airport in Jakarta to JFK. A wonderful 3 days and it felt so short. Now silly me, playing Emma Bunton - Maybe on my Windows Media Player with smiling face while writing this thing.

He’s a sweet, big-tall guy with gorgeous bluish-grey-yellow eyes and shoulder-long golden brown hair. With his stubby face that are so irresistible, he always gave me this sweet big smile. Everywhere he carries this big bass instrument that more looks like a white-coffin if people didn’t notice the brand on the case. I’m not into western guy actually, but this guy, this particular guy just knocks my wall off.

Our first meeting was funny and a weird coincidence in a cute way. He’s one of the artists I was arrange the accommodation at the hotel he and his group was staying at. And I guessed precisely before he introduced to me what music group he was in. Life always has funny surprises left for me in the box I once wrapped up and left behind.

Well, I believe this is what life wants me to do. Or what Bonz told me, “just lighten up, put a sparks in your life.” And I guess he was right. Sometime in my black and white story line, there always a color slipped in and it does make all the difference. In just less than 72 hours he treats me head over feet and I like that. Despite his busy time and I know he’s so damn tired with all the jet lag, lack of sleep and rehearsals, he always left a knot of smile on his face for me.

I don’t put my hopes too high now [for those certain people, I know what you guys are thinking, ehmm.] but at the same time I don’t want to kill my expectation and intuition. Just let life flows and bring sweet changes now and then. When I look over my shoulder I see many people who I thought was dear to me has let me down before. Now I know I don’t have anyone to blame but myself. Because actually I’m playing the biggest part and has the control to decide whether I let them do that to me.

Speaking about changes, there’s this one particular friend of mine who expects me to change in his time frame. And I was either giving in excuses or just defending myself at the same time try to make him understand. I told him this:

“Yeah, I’ve been thinking it the whole weekend and I think that the change cannot be made unless I’m all heart. Well, I don’t need to change since the changes will always be there whenever we phases life stage and meet different situation with different people.

Like you for instance, thank you for remind me that I need to get connected to myself again. Life always find its own way to remind me when I’m off the track. My point is it’s not I’m not interested in what you’re saying, oh man, I really do. But the change is something between me and myself. And either I’m realizing it or not [or you realize it or not] I’m already changing.”
And he replied with a bit angry tone with this:

“A lot of people go all along their life and remains the same regardless the situation  dont wanna acknolege their weakness and mistakes and they resist. their dreams dont match their actions. why do u think u see so many ambitious people and so few plain successfull people. cos they simply keep sayin i got it i know now im changing. but nowhere they say changing takes that thing or this thing. how many times did u say to yourself im gonna do this today n then the night comes… and it s still not done, of course u have good excuses. what makes u have no plan getting things done on time? what if u had a way to understand everything clearly, n could finally get everything u want.

have here a situation able to bring to the upper level. it s u to see if u wanna use it and learn.”
And I replied again in hoping he would understand:

“I’m so sorry if my understanding of changes is opposite of what u think..

To answer your question I simply just look and turn back. My life ARE changing. From nothing few years back and now I got so many achievement I’ve done.

I made to a point where I develop into someone with a bit higher level of who I was before.

Well, maybe the difference is my time aren’t in a fast lane as some people but I’m still walking toward that changes. I am changing from nobody into somebody now. and my journey isn’t finished yet, and we can’t say we want to change when we are actually in the step of changing.

I’m aware of what I’ doing and sometimes I do makes mistakes and forget, but thanks to people like you that life has brought me, that keeps on reminds me and waking me up :)”
But he didn’t agree and I feel a bit bad for arguing with him thus I’m still stand corrected to what I believe in what is changes are in my understanding. I like him actually coz he’s smart [he really is] and not many people I could talk with and dive into my vibe of conversation level. I hope we’re still friend’s coz I never take this personal, man.

So what I’m trying to say here is life always changing with so many surprises we never expected. I didn’t expect to feels like New York in November, but I did. Life sometimes aren’t that serious, it don’t mean nothing  but shaking our chains once or twice just to get us back on our feet. And I like that. He promised to visit Indonesia again or I’m gonna be the one visiting him to the States soon. Either way, I wanna see him again.

Never thought it could be that its me
Till i realized I`m the only
Common factor and played a big part
In letting people break my heart
Never noticin’ I was wasting time
Asking the same thing every time
Who were you with? and where were you at?
Until I took the time to turn and look back
Stacie Orrico - Is It Me, 2006
10
Nov

One Thousand and One Faces

I just got a new kitty cat, his name is Kuru. He loves to chew and bite everything around him now, including my hands. Kinda cute and one hellavah spoiled brat. I love that lil’ devil.

He’s a white and black little cat, more like a cow but with no tail on him. his favorite toy is the sponge ball I just bought for him, he doesn’t eat much on Friskies but he loves that Tuna in can and sometimes white eggs. He’s a very naughty cat, he is. Running here and there, up on my desk, on my notebook, biting on my rug, sometimes he likes to jump high like a toad. I think he’s reincarnated as a toad in his previous life.

Its rainy season in Jakarta and lotsa thunderbolts followed by thunderclap which makes Kuru run and hides away. Yes, he’s afraid of thunderclap. This kitty has been potty-trained so I’m not worry of kitty litter everywhere. But I think I need to buy bigger litter-box when he grows older later. He can see the unseen too, one time he seemed don’t recognized me for 5 minutes but then I realized that actually there’s another presence in the room.

Kuru is one of my love life. Besides my other one thousand friends out there; which I share the same level of love. I used to give all my love for someone in friendship category. But sometimes not everyone deserves my loving and just takes it for granted. Despite he’s blinded that to the fact love I’m willing to give is so big I’d risk my life for that person. But fates always talks different.

I have so many faces I can’t remember, so many names I lost but never forgotten, so many handshakes I shared, so many kisses I passes, but they were just like night suddenly strike by the dawn of morning. It’s not gone, you just can’t see it. I guess it’s all just supposed to happen.

“Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on.” I always remember that piece of a song from Baz Luhrmann. It kept repeating in my head and race in my heart. Along with river of emotions full of different memories from the past I try to swim through. Those memories are the ones that keep me from drowning.

I have so many friends that I always lost count. I am grateful that I’m blessed with so many loves I received yet sometimes I always feel not as much as I’m giving. I became the witness of life changing into something I cannot perfectly describe. It’s confusing if you keep on following the foot step of the world. I’m just merely one soul that trying to survive and learn.

My friends changing partners, relations after relations, heartbreaks and makeovers, lies, betrayal, seducements, lust and frustrations, words and false actions. I just don’t get it. Why is it so important to them? But why am I asking this question when I still feel loved? Is love different from friendship? Is the shape changing so rapid no one could tell the difference?

Maybe I should stop. Love is not for questioning. It’s almighty and powerful. It could leave you breathless and high when it actually bringing you down to the point you can’t picked yourself up again. People had been searching for love and truth, but I just found mine in two small eyes that stares back. It’s honest and true. I called him Kuru.