Nulis Itu Dipraktekin

Oke, ini saatnya pengakuan dosa kembali. Kemarin dulu pernah berjanji -minimal pada diri sendiri- untuk kembali aktif menulis, mencatat semua perkembangan+insights selama mengasuh Ei, namun ternyata kesibukan emak rumah tangga tanpa PRT, ditambah konsekuensi keinginan untuk memberi perhatian penuh pada anak, ditambah path -sebagai sosmed terpilih untuk sharing soal parenting ini- yang ada di tab crashed, ditambah Ei makin aktif, ditambah percepatan-percepatan rencana kehidupan yang diluar perkiraan, dan tambahan-tambahan lainnya sehingga menulis pun serasa menjadi guilty pleasure.

Namun sekali lagi Verba volant, scripta manent. Spoken words fly away, written words remain. Ada banyak insights, ya insights, karena kebanyakan ilmu seringkali terasa common sense sebenarnya, yang sangat sayang untuk dilewatkan terbang begitu saja. Ada kondisi dimana ruh-jiwa kita serasa menyatu dengan alam, tunduk pada Pemilik Semesta, dan terpercik KebijaksanaanNya. God mode. Kondisi di mana banyak pelajaran terpetik, ego tertundukkan, dan manusia pun kembali pada tujuan penciptaanya sebagai pemakmur semesta. Ya, saat itulah tulisan seharusnya menjadi penerus kebijaksanaan.  Seperti kutipan komen suami pada fb note temannya (Dyah Rahmawati), yang saya rasa harus ‘diselamatkan’ di sini . Tulisan saya random memang :p

Um, I have had the chance to gather with my wife and son for about a week some few days ago, and it was like a very beautiful moment, since we are living a long distance relationship, my wife and son in Tasik, where they take care of our family school, and I am here in Subang doing my own business.

That few moment o togetherness was somehow, as you said, not fully sweet, because when I was playing there with my boy, sometimes I long for an, I don’t know, an eternal happiness? Which of course can never be attained since eternity itself doesn’t really exist in most state of matters. I know that that happiness will finally ends, fading away, or being engraved into everyone’s memory like it is still there, but then it ceased, that exact happiness, it will finally cease to exist; whether being broken and shattered into some life ruining sadness, or, better more, being replaced by much, much better, happiness.

Yes, life is never forever bitter, and life is never all sweet; this universe is full of enygmatic paradoxes and oxymorons. You can say that life isnlike coffee all you want, and I can also say that this life is like Kubideh without enough gemuschen that has forced me to suddenly speak all german and say, “wir haben nur einen gemuschen fur fier personen?” We can also sometimes turn loses into laughters, and treasure silly moments into life binding loves. (I said loves, not romances, they are two completely different things.)

Well, thanks for the inspiring note. I do love the moments that have thaught me how to live, my dear friends, and some of those best bittersweet moments were the ones I have spend with all of you.

May this friendship lasts until we’re all getting all old.

May the durum be with you.

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