" Racing Mind is Coming! "
I got a little bored with myself. Not much I've done except for the blogging sake. Ok, here's some of the plans:
I urge myself to extent my reading habit, specifically to fiction book, by publish the Read List and Book Review (under construction) in blog list, so there would be no excuse not to finish any book at a time. (During my moody and outstanding procrastination habit, I never really finished any book ever!).
Last week, proudly to say, I've done my reading of Perempuan di Titik Nol, after for years it's hopelessly lurking in my bookshelf, waiting for me to pick it up. Only a few pages after all, but according to my worst habit, it really takes time to raise the mood. I concern more to non-fiction books or magz or newspaper, but fiction, as far as I remember, my first accomplishment finishing a book (and it's in english!) was Danielle Steel's Novel, Malice. Others? Boh, two thumbs down!
Other plan is, I'm thinking to make another page for Photolog, some amateur shots I made during my iseng time. But I guess, I can't make this for fun only, otherwise I'd just wasting money for nothing. Still stuck on the layout, but I'll make it done soon!
For Writing page, I'm thinking to collect my writing about some profiles of Maestro, a TV Program I currently undertake. Only a few synopsis I've written got published in Media Indonesia (Sunday edition). Not yet my main job, only to subtitute my producer's work sometimes during his hectic works and the tight deadline. I tried to write some others though, just for the sake of my writing's skill.
Gosh! Plan, plan, plan, plan...always plan in my head. Now it's time to execute, lamebrain!
Tuesday, April 01, 2003
Sunday, March 30, 2003
It's funny when time's like turning back to the same situation like we once have. Especially when it's considered as a bad dream, but it's not really a dream. The beginning, the content, the story line, and the words, smell like the same old story. And I found myself dragged in this particular situation, with no intention. But I guess, now I know much better where the ending would be...Nowhere.
*sigh* It's just soo...predictable!
*sigh* It's just soo...predictable!
Friday, March 28, 2003
" The March 29's Surprise "
He sent me a message, the old man, the old story, the one who blocks my way to fall in love again, the one who taught me to separate dream and reality. Do I feel shocked? Do I feel excited? Do I feel happy? Frankly, emptiness is all I have. Nothing. Too surprised have my mind, my heart stopped their sense to feel. And this make me happy.
Just thought about something. For months I believe something beyond my rational mind, that something will gonna happen in the future, in certain time, I don't know what it is, what kinda thing it would be. But it happened. The feeling, something like a faith inside, did happened for few times. Not a psychic, but more to intuition, starting since he existed in my life in 2001-2002. But when he left, didn't take too long to the intuition to run after him, just as easy as he did. And I never think about it anymore. At least I'm trying. Just to know his name still exists in my mind, make me crazy and vulnerable.
And today, March 29, a time that I've once told about it to my friends, I guess on December a year before (I'm amazed they still wanna hear about it), that something will happen, I don't know what, on March 29. We were laughing and guessing each one, that maybe on that time I'll be proposed to get married or got a loving boyfriend to replace his domination ever after...I believe, they were just trying, and I was also, to cheer me up and forget about that-horrible-pathetic-shamefull-whatever you want to call it- what so called love story, and create any imagination we could.
And today, exactly on March 29, I just found out that he sent me a message two days ago.
You know what I'm doing right now? Crying? Noo...Upset? Noo...Excited? No either...
I'm laughing without any sound...I smile in bitterness...not because of my happiness, or a reflection of feel hopeless...just...
I don't understand life, at all, not even close. And my natural self protection not to be carried away and to feel hope, just make me laugh. I laugh at life that brought to me, just because I could never understand it. The up and down, the sadness and happiness phase, the roller coaster of life.
I'm surprised, and I'm glad to get his message, as I bear in mind that he would never show up his existence since after. Somehow, I'm still afraid to grace God, afraid that this is actually another test of life, after I finally give up and let life bring me to wherever it wants.
Actually, what had happened and still happening to my love life, all the rejection and the pain, doesn't make me stronger, but has shaped my ignorance level even better than before. And I think I deserve it. Deserve to have my last protection, to protect myself from my own self for being hurt.
He sent me a message, the old man, the old story, the one who blocks my way to fall in love again, the one who taught me to separate dream and reality. Do I feel shocked? Do I feel excited? Do I feel happy? Frankly, emptiness is all I have. Nothing. Too surprised have my mind, my heart stopped their sense to feel. And this make me happy.
Just thought about something. For months I believe something beyond my rational mind, that something will gonna happen in the future, in certain time, I don't know what it is, what kinda thing it would be. But it happened. The feeling, something like a faith inside, did happened for few times. Not a psychic, but more to intuition, starting since he existed in my life in 2001-2002. But when he left, didn't take too long to the intuition to run after him, just as easy as he did. And I never think about it anymore. At least I'm trying. Just to know his name still exists in my mind, make me crazy and vulnerable.
And today, March 29, a time that I've once told about it to my friends, I guess on December a year before (I'm amazed they still wanna hear about it), that something will happen, I don't know what, on March 29. We were laughing and guessing each one, that maybe on that time I'll be proposed to get married or got a loving boyfriend to replace his domination ever after...I believe, they were just trying, and I was also, to cheer me up and forget about that-horrible-pathetic-shamefull-whatever you want to call it- what so called love story, and create any imagination we could.
And today, exactly on March 29, I just found out that he sent me a message two days ago.
You know what I'm doing right now? Crying? Noo...Upset? Noo...Excited? No either...
I'm laughing without any sound...I smile in bitterness...not because of my happiness, or a reflection of feel hopeless...just...
I don't understand life, at all, not even close. And my natural self protection not to be carried away and to feel hope, just make me laugh. I laugh at life that brought to me, just because I could never understand it. The up and down, the sadness and happiness phase, the roller coaster of life.
I'm surprised, and I'm glad to get his message, as I bear in mind that he would never show up his existence since after. Somehow, I'm still afraid to grace God, afraid that this is actually another test of life, after I finally give up and let life bring me to wherever it wants.
Actually, what had happened and still happening to my love life, all the rejection and the pain, doesn't make me stronger, but has shaped my ignorance level even better than before. And I think I deserve it. Deserve to have my last protection, to protect myself from my own self for being hurt.
Wednesday, March 26, 2003
" There's no Unconditional Love? Tell me! "
Ada yang unik dari setiap hubungan gue dengan laki-laki yang (pernah) dekat dengan gue, sebagai teman atau sebagai gebetan. Setiap dari mereka memiliki karakter berbeda, itu pasti. Tetapi entah kenapa, gue selalu bisa menyesuaikan gaya bicara/menulis/bersikap dari setiap orang.
Gue bisa santun, bisa konyol, nakal, serius, wise, halus, atau asal, tergantung dari karakter orang itu terhadap gue. Gaya gue akan berbeda antara satu dengan yang lain, dan tidak bisa diterapkan pada orang dengan gaya yang berbeda. Dan setiap orang, disadari atau tidak, memiliki ujaran dan gaya yang khas, yang mungkin tidak disadari oleh orang tersebut. Menarik, karena gue bisa leluasa mengekspresikan satu sisi secara habis-habisan, dari bermacam-macam karakter yang gue punya.
Mungkin seperti bunglon yang tidak punya pendirian. Makanya terkadang hal ini sering bikin pusing kepala, karena gue merasa tidak punya satupun karakter yang dominan/kuat pada diri gue, semua rasanya ada meskipun sedikit-sedikit. Gue jadi sering merasa, gimana sih sebenernya gue ini? Kok ya se-plin-plan ini.
Errgh...kenapa sih kok ujug-ujug gue ngomongin laki-laki gini? Begini, hubungan dari setiap orang yang unik ini, terkadang tidak berjalan seperti yang gue mau. Kadang kedekatan kita berubah dari sekedar pertemanan biasa lalu berubah jika salah satu tiba-tiba punya ekspektasi berbeda dari sebelumnya, berbentuk ungkapan perasaan, tersirat atau langsung, untuk lebih dari sekedar teman. Ekspektasi itu terkadang datang dari mereka, tapi tidak jarang datang dari gue sendiri.
Hubungan tersebut tidak akan menjadi masalah jika kedua pihak mempunyai ekspektasi yang sama. Kalau itu yang terjadi, case closed, tidak usah dibahas. Nah, apa jadinya kalo cuma satu yang mempunyai ekspektasi, sedang yang lain tidak?
Hmm...kembali lagi, semuanya tidak akan menjadi masalah kalau kedua pihak bisa bersikap 'sewajarnya', back to pertemanan kalo approaching ke arah serius tidak berhasil. Yang terjadi, lontaran perasaan itu tidak jarang malah merubah hubungan pertemanan yang sebelumnya ada. Semuanya berubah. Dari cara bicara, menulis, atau bersikap. Ada kecenderungan menghindar, menjauh, kemudian menghilang. Hubungan pertemanan yang sudah ada berubah menjadi tidak eksis lagi. Mungkin ada perasaan 'tertolak' atau 'terluka' yang bisa menjadi alasan.
Banyak terjadi, akhirnya gue kehilangan teman-teman terbaik yang dulu pernah dekat, hanya karena salah satu dari kita menyatakan perasaannya. Tetapi, terus terang, gue selalu merasa menjadi 'korban' dalam hal ini, karena selalu gue yang kemudian ditinggalkan. Ngga tau kenapa. Apakah terlalu menyakitkan untuk berteman lagi dengan gue? Atau, apakah menakutkan mengetahui lontaran ekspektasi gue, yang terkadang tersamar atau malah begitu blak-blakan?
Penolakan bagi gue tidak menjadi masalah, sepanjang orang yang menolak itu memperlakukan gue dengan sewajarnya, sebagai teman. Lebih 'mendingan' ditolak cinta ketimbang kehilangan temen yang baik. Tapi yang ada, dan ini menyakitkan, gue kerap ditolak sebagai teman setelah sebelumnya berurusan dengan yang namanya 'ekspektasi' ini, ngga peduli gue yang menolak atau malah yang ditolak...*sigh*...apa ya salah gue? Hanya karena hal 'kecil' seperti ini, gue malah kehilangan sparing partner untuk berdiskusi, berbagi, bercanda, dan mengekspresikan perasaan. Ah, damn!
Lama kelamaan, diperlakukan seperti ini terus-menerus berpengaruh besar pada diri gue. Setiap menemukan orang yang cocok, gue takut pertemanan itu akan berubah bentuk sejalan dengan waktu dan intensitas hubungan itu sendiri. Gue jadi ngga bisa bebas mengekspresikan rasa sayang gue, care, attention, atau minta perhatian ketika gue butuh. Gue jadi bukan 'gue' lagi, tapi batang pohon pisang yang ngga punya jiwa, dingin dan mati.
Apa memang ngga boleh yah melibatkan cinta yang bukan 'cinta' sebenernya terhadap teman yang dianggap spesial? Apa sama temen itu harus yang 'standar-standar' dan 'normal-normal' aja? Apa memang salah? Apa perhatian hanya boleh ditunjukkan ke sobat perempuan aja? Yang gue rasa, gue malah ngga sehangat dan segitu bela-belainnya kalo ke sobat perempuan.
Gue baru inget, ketika dulu sering dicomplain mantan gue, karena dia merasa gue lebih perhatian sama sahabat-sahabat gue dibanding ke dia sendiri yang lempeng-lempeng aja. Dia takut para sahabat ini jadi salah sangka terhadap perhatian gue dan ge-er menyangka gue jatuh cinta. Padahal, gue juga yang ngga macem-macem dan ngga take advantage apapun. Cuma, cinta sama sahabat terasa lebih tulus dan tidak mengharapkan apa-apa, itu aja.
Khusus untuk orang yang ketiban sial jadi gebetan gue, ketika kemudian hubungan kita menjauh, yang tersisa dan membuat sesak adalah ketika secara tiba-tiba gaya mereka, ekspresi mereka saat berbicara/menulis/bersikap melintas di pikiran dan hati gue. Terkadang, hanya dari satu kata ujaran, yang menurut gue khas, menjadi pemicu gue ingat kembali. Dan mengetahui bagaimana mereka memperlakukan gue, gue jadi bete, hopeless.
----- pause, tarik napas dulu -----
Kenapa sih gue kok ngedumel ngga karuan seperti ini? Hmmm...Karena baru-baru ini gue merasa ditinggalkan (lagi). Pesan gue ngga pernah dibales, pun menerima pesan-pesannya seperti dulu. Ok, fine, moga-moga cuma ketakutan gue aja. Hanya saja, tiba-tiba aja ucapan khas orang ini tiba-tiba melintas, dan cukup menyakitkan untuk mengingatnya lagi. Gue terlanjur patah arang, bukan karena ekspektasi gue yang tidak berbalas baru-baru ini, tapi karena pertemanan gue dengan dia terancam bubar!
Ada yang unik dari setiap hubungan gue dengan laki-laki yang (pernah) dekat dengan gue, sebagai teman atau sebagai gebetan. Setiap dari mereka memiliki karakter berbeda, itu pasti. Tetapi entah kenapa, gue selalu bisa menyesuaikan gaya bicara/menulis/bersikap dari setiap orang.
Gue bisa santun, bisa konyol, nakal, serius, wise, halus, atau asal, tergantung dari karakter orang itu terhadap gue. Gaya gue akan berbeda antara satu dengan yang lain, dan tidak bisa diterapkan pada orang dengan gaya yang berbeda. Dan setiap orang, disadari atau tidak, memiliki ujaran dan gaya yang khas, yang mungkin tidak disadari oleh orang tersebut. Menarik, karena gue bisa leluasa mengekspresikan satu sisi secara habis-habisan, dari bermacam-macam karakter yang gue punya.
Mungkin seperti bunglon yang tidak punya pendirian. Makanya terkadang hal ini sering bikin pusing kepala, karena gue merasa tidak punya satupun karakter yang dominan/kuat pada diri gue, semua rasanya ada meskipun sedikit-sedikit. Gue jadi sering merasa, gimana sih sebenernya gue ini? Kok ya se-plin-plan ini.
Errgh...kenapa sih kok ujug-ujug gue ngomongin laki-laki gini? Begini, hubungan dari setiap orang yang unik ini, terkadang tidak berjalan seperti yang gue mau. Kadang kedekatan kita berubah dari sekedar pertemanan biasa lalu berubah jika salah satu tiba-tiba punya ekspektasi berbeda dari sebelumnya, berbentuk ungkapan perasaan, tersirat atau langsung, untuk lebih dari sekedar teman. Ekspektasi itu terkadang datang dari mereka, tapi tidak jarang datang dari gue sendiri.
Hubungan tersebut tidak akan menjadi masalah jika kedua pihak mempunyai ekspektasi yang sama. Kalau itu yang terjadi, case closed, tidak usah dibahas. Nah, apa jadinya kalo cuma satu yang mempunyai ekspektasi, sedang yang lain tidak?
Hmm...kembali lagi, semuanya tidak akan menjadi masalah kalau kedua pihak bisa bersikap 'sewajarnya', back to pertemanan kalo approaching ke arah serius tidak berhasil. Yang terjadi, lontaran perasaan itu tidak jarang malah merubah hubungan pertemanan yang sebelumnya ada. Semuanya berubah. Dari cara bicara, menulis, atau bersikap. Ada kecenderungan menghindar, menjauh, kemudian menghilang. Hubungan pertemanan yang sudah ada berubah menjadi tidak eksis lagi. Mungkin ada perasaan 'tertolak' atau 'terluka' yang bisa menjadi alasan.
Banyak terjadi, akhirnya gue kehilangan teman-teman terbaik yang dulu pernah dekat, hanya karena salah satu dari kita menyatakan perasaannya. Tetapi, terus terang, gue selalu merasa menjadi 'korban' dalam hal ini, karena selalu gue yang kemudian ditinggalkan. Ngga tau kenapa. Apakah terlalu menyakitkan untuk berteman lagi dengan gue? Atau, apakah menakutkan mengetahui lontaran ekspektasi gue, yang terkadang tersamar atau malah begitu blak-blakan?
Penolakan bagi gue tidak menjadi masalah, sepanjang orang yang menolak itu memperlakukan gue dengan sewajarnya, sebagai teman. Lebih 'mendingan' ditolak cinta ketimbang kehilangan temen yang baik. Tapi yang ada, dan ini menyakitkan, gue kerap ditolak sebagai teman setelah sebelumnya berurusan dengan yang namanya 'ekspektasi' ini, ngga peduli gue yang menolak atau malah yang ditolak...*sigh*...apa ya salah gue? Hanya karena hal 'kecil' seperti ini, gue malah kehilangan sparing partner untuk berdiskusi, berbagi, bercanda, dan mengekspresikan perasaan. Ah, damn!
Lama kelamaan, diperlakukan seperti ini terus-menerus berpengaruh besar pada diri gue. Setiap menemukan orang yang cocok, gue takut pertemanan itu akan berubah bentuk sejalan dengan waktu dan intensitas hubungan itu sendiri. Gue jadi ngga bisa bebas mengekspresikan rasa sayang gue, care, attention, atau minta perhatian ketika gue butuh. Gue jadi bukan 'gue' lagi, tapi batang pohon pisang yang ngga punya jiwa, dingin dan mati.
Apa memang ngga boleh yah melibatkan cinta yang bukan 'cinta' sebenernya terhadap teman yang dianggap spesial? Apa sama temen itu harus yang 'standar-standar' dan 'normal-normal' aja? Apa memang salah? Apa perhatian hanya boleh ditunjukkan ke sobat perempuan aja? Yang gue rasa, gue malah ngga sehangat dan segitu bela-belainnya kalo ke sobat perempuan.
Gue baru inget, ketika dulu sering dicomplain mantan gue, karena dia merasa gue lebih perhatian sama sahabat-sahabat gue dibanding ke dia sendiri yang lempeng-lempeng aja. Dia takut para sahabat ini jadi salah sangka terhadap perhatian gue dan ge-er menyangka gue jatuh cinta. Padahal, gue juga yang ngga macem-macem dan ngga take advantage apapun. Cuma, cinta sama sahabat terasa lebih tulus dan tidak mengharapkan apa-apa, itu aja.
Khusus untuk orang yang ketiban sial jadi gebetan gue, ketika kemudian hubungan kita menjauh, yang tersisa dan membuat sesak adalah ketika secara tiba-tiba gaya mereka, ekspresi mereka saat berbicara/menulis/bersikap melintas di pikiran dan hati gue. Terkadang, hanya dari satu kata ujaran, yang menurut gue khas, menjadi pemicu gue ingat kembali. Dan mengetahui bagaimana mereka memperlakukan gue, gue jadi bete, hopeless.
----- pause, tarik napas dulu -----
Kenapa sih gue kok ngedumel ngga karuan seperti ini? Hmmm...Karena baru-baru ini gue merasa ditinggalkan (lagi). Pesan gue ngga pernah dibales, pun menerima pesan-pesannya seperti dulu. Ok, fine, moga-moga cuma ketakutan gue aja. Hanya saja, tiba-tiba aja ucapan khas orang ini tiba-tiba melintas, dan cukup menyakitkan untuk mengingatnya lagi. Gue terlanjur patah arang, bukan karena ekspektasi gue yang tidak berbalas baru-baru ini, tapi karena pertemanan gue dengan dia terancam bubar!
Sunday, March 23, 2003
-- supposedly Saturday 22, at 3.00 am --
Just got back from Citos. As usual, we are the last customers in Regal. Ngga ada yang istimewa. Cuma dengerin ceritanya Sanda, sepupunya Rani yang just got back from Bristol, UK, today for vacation. She takes Post-graduate in Multimedia Studies for Web, and just about spent 6 months of 1,5 years study, when she's becoming homesick and decided to go home for a month. Others, just small talk about casual thing, and some information about Photography I've got from 'Na and Rizal.
Arrived at Citos around 9.30, after went to Jamz to meet Idang Rasjidi, a Jazz musician, to shot some of his pictures with Bubi Chen, The Art Tatum of Asia and a Jazz Maestro , that will be on air for next episode. But a hit and run accident has happened to his Dad today, which caused him being taken care in MMC Hospital. He's still black out since the accident. No wonder, he's 88 years old, hit by a bus when he stood next to his car to buy fruits in Puncak area. So he asked me to get the pictures on next Monday. Oh well, get well soon then, Oom Idang's Dad! I hope everything will be just fine.
Was going to meet Rani's cousin which already set up a day before. The last one was cancelled for his family reunion. But then this was being cancelled also, now for some works he had to do urgently, so we're just eight until the coffee shop was about to close at 2 pm. Ok then, some other time.
Then plug in to Internet to check messages, and got some from Thomz, telling about his arriving from Jogja, and will be here for just two days. So, I think we have to meet, Thomz! And btw, it's nice to see you again HERE! *grin*
Ah yea, guess what I got from Production Meeting yesterday? Am going to travel around East and Centre of Java again, to collect reportage for the next 6 episodes, maybe on April. This would be Semarang, Jombang, Surabaya, Blitar, and Jogja. Woohoo!!
Jombang relate to KH Hasyim Asy'ari, The Founding Father of Nahdlatul Ulama (NU), the largest Islamic organization in Indonesia, who will be profiled due to his dedication to Education System, specifically to Islamic community (Pesantren) in Indonesia. So...the interesting yet tough task for me is, I will interview Gus Dur according to his opinion toward his grandpa's accomplishment...*grin* Am not a fan of him, actually I don't really like most of his controversial statement about politics, but...yaiy! I'm going to interview the ex-President! whohaaa!! *blinking*
Then, I'll skip to Jogja to profiling KH Ahmad Dahlan, The Founding Father of Muhammadiyah, another largest Islamic organization in Indonesia, same as NU. Sure, I'll interview some of Muhammadiyah's thinktank, such as Syafi'i Ma'arif, the current leader, and of course, the current leader of MPR, Amin Rais...:)
Again, I'm not a fan of him, at least now, but some of his ideas still make me amazed, though I'm already disappointed with his previous maneuver, rulling this country to the way he wants. He had his most important milestones in politics when he and the students successfully made pressure to Soeharto and made him resign as President in 1998. Then I was become his fan and support his party, PAN, to win the election.
But then, I was really upset with his unconsistenly rules in politics, when in one time he successfully drove Gus Dur become a President, but then tragically turn him to ex-President and brought Megawati as President. Gosh! Now, I don't really think it's worth it to support any party in the next election. I ain't trust nobody anymore. The remain spirit of last reformation seems doesn't affect anything anymore. The government become the new regime now. So I prefer not to choose.
Then, the other profiles we're going to documented in Jogja are But Mochtar, a Sculptor, and Sultan HB IX. According to him, must be relate to his son, Sultan Hamengkubuwono (HB) X, the Jogjakarta's Sultan, top leader in Jogja. HB IX also a great politician and was the second Vice President of Indonesia after Bung Hatta has resigned.
In Blitar I'm going to take some shots of Soekarno's cemetery, as part of his biography. No need to discuss that he's one of the biggest politician in Indonesia, our first President, whom his charisma still exist even after he passed away long time ago. Unfortunately, most of his supporter pay too much attention only on his charm, and not his brilliant idea. Instead of doing research and implement some of his thought, they're just worship as idol just because he has a name called Soekarno.
In Semarang, we're dealing with Gan K.L., a Kung Fu Story Writer, Surabaya will be Budi Dharma a Writer, and in Jakarta will be Sapardi Djoko Damono, a Poet.
Hmmm...what a tough and challenging task to do, eh? Guess I've gotta bring my pocket camera and take some shots of myself with those people, huh? *wink* :)) Frankly, I'm nervous, afraid that I'm gonna fail with some of these episodes. You know, the bureaucracy here...moreover it's dealing with the super busy politician...*sigh* Other, I urgently need to absorb as much as possible the information of those people, their background and also their contribution in Indonesian history (only Sapardi, Gan KL, and Budi Dharma are still alive, the rest are part of the history).
*sigh* Wish me luck then! I need it that bad!
Just got back from Citos. As usual, we are the last customers in Regal. Ngga ada yang istimewa. Cuma dengerin ceritanya Sanda, sepupunya Rani yang just got back from Bristol, UK, today for vacation. She takes Post-graduate in Multimedia Studies for Web, and just about spent 6 months of 1,5 years study, when she's becoming homesick and decided to go home for a month. Others, just small talk about casual thing, and some information about Photography I've got from 'Na and Rizal.
Arrived at Citos around 9.30, after went to Jamz to meet Idang Rasjidi, a Jazz musician, to shot some of his pictures with Bubi Chen, The Art Tatum of Asia and a Jazz Maestro , that will be on air for next episode. But a hit and run accident has happened to his Dad today, which caused him being taken care in MMC Hospital. He's still black out since the accident. No wonder, he's 88 years old, hit by a bus when he stood next to his car to buy fruits in Puncak area. So he asked me to get the pictures on next Monday. Oh well, get well soon then, Oom Idang's Dad! I hope everything will be just fine.
Was going to meet Rani's cousin which already set up a day before. The last one was cancelled for his family reunion. But then this was being cancelled also, now for some works he had to do urgently, so we're just eight until the coffee shop was about to close at 2 pm. Ok then, some other time.
Then plug in to Internet to check messages, and got some from Thomz, telling about his arriving from Jogja, and will be here for just two days. So, I think we have to meet, Thomz! And btw, it's nice to see you again HERE! *grin*
Ah yea, guess what I got from Production Meeting yesterday? Am going to travel around East and Centre of Java again, to collect reportage for the next 6 episodes, maybe on April. This would be Semarang, Jombang, Surabaya, Blitar, and Jogja. Woohoo!!
Jombang relate to KH Hasyim Asy'ari, The Founding Father of Nahdlatul Ulama (NU), the largest Islamic organization in Indonesia, who will be profiled due to his dedication to Education System, specifically to Islamic community (Pesantren) in Indonesia. So...the interesting yet tough task for me is, I will interview Gus Dur according to his opinion toward his grandpa's accomplishment...*grin* Am not a fan of him, actually I don't really like most of his controversial statement about politics, but...yaiy! I'm going to interview the ex-President! whohaaa!! *blinking*
Then, I'll skip to Jogja to profiling KH Ahmad Dahlan, The Founding Father of Muhammadiyah, another largest Islamic organization in Indonesia, same as NU. Sure, I'll interview some of Muhammadiyah's thinktank, such as Syafi'i Ma'arif, the current leader, and of course, the current leader of MPR, Amin Rais...:)
Again, I'm not a fan of him, at least now, but some of his ideas still make me amazed, though I'm already disappointed with his previous maneuver, rulling this country to the way he wants. He had his most important milestones in politics when he and the students successfully made pressure to Soeharto and made him resign as President in 1998. Then I was become his fan and support his party, PAN, to win the election.
But then, I was really upset with his unconsistenly rules in politics, when in one time he successfully drove Gus Dur become a President, but then tragically turn him to ex-President and brought Megawati as President. Gosh! Now, I don't really think it's worth it to support any party in the next election. I ain't trust nobody anymore. The remain spirit of last reformation seems doesn't affect anything anymore. The government become the new regime now. So I prefer not to choose.
Then, the other profiles we're going to documented in Jogja are But Mochtar, a Sculptor, and Sultan HB IX. According to him, must be relate to his son, Sultan Hamengkubuwono (HB) X, the Jogjakarta's Sultan, top leader in Jogja. HB IX also a great politician and was the second Vice President of Indonesia after Bung Hatta has resigned.
In Blitar I'm going to take some shots of Soekarno's cemetery, as part of his biography. No need to discuss that he's one of the biggest politician in Indonesia, our first President, whom his charisma still exist even after he passed away long time ago. Unfortunately, most of his supporter pay too much attention only on his charm, and not his brilliant idea. Instead of doing research and implement some of his thought, they're just worship as idol just because he has a name called Soekarno.
In Semarang, we're dealing with Gan K.L., a Kung Fu Story Writer, Surabaya will be Budi Dharma a Writer, and in Jakarta will be Sapardi Djoko Damono, a Poet.
Hmmm...what a tough and challenging task to do, eh? Guess I've gotta bring my pocket camera and take some shots of myself with those people, huh? *wink* :)) Frankly, I'm nervous, afraid that I'm gonna fail with some of these episodes. You know, the bureaucracy here...moreover it's dealing with the super busy politician...*sigh* Other, I urgently need to absorb as much as possible the information of those people, their background and also their contribution in Indonesian history (only Sapardi, Gan KL, and Budi Dharma are still alive, the rest are part of the history).
*sigh* Wish me luck then! I need it that bad!
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