A Sad Pianist and A Hollow Balerina

His name was Edmund.

He is a piano prodigy one might say. At the age of three he starts his first lesson with his mom. Little did he know that his mother is terminally ill, and she wanted to plant a song in her only son's early memory. They practice everyday until one day, Edmund's mom really have to go. To somewhere too far for us to visit. He was almost four when it happened. He was very sad, he can't play even a note.

Seeing his son unhealthy sadness, Ed's dad took him to a kindergarten. In the hope that he would find new friends, got busy playing with them, and be happy again. The kindergarten he chose was nice. Small building with big windows. Sun rays flooded its entire classrooms, making it really pretty and enchanting. It has a big Oak tree outside, where we can spot squirels and birds if we are lucky enough.

Edmund doesn't play much with anyone, but he were not being bitter either to anybody. He doesn't talk much, he liked wondered alone on break time. That's when he found a mini piano in music room. Seeing the piano make him feel so sad, he really wanted to cry.

"Hey."

A bit shocked, Edmund throw his atention to where the sound come from. There's a girl.

"Can you play? I will do ballet if you want."

Sniffing his little nose, Edmund walked to the piano. "I'll try." And started to recall the song his mom taught him. The only song he can play that time. Note by note.

The girl stared at him as he plays the melody slowly. And then she gaze out the window. Then to the ceiling. Then she closed her eyes as Edmund plays much more immersively. She started to spread her hands, correcting her feet posture. Then they both drowned in their own world. Edmund played the piano crying. He missed his mom so much. The song he plays made him feel so sad, yet so close with his mom.

"You okay? Class is about to start again."

Edmund is still over powered by his emotions. He still quivering on the piano little bench.

"C'mon, let's go."

Edmund really want to tell the girl to leave him, but he hated wobbly voice. So he just stared at her.

"Okay. I'll leave you here. I'm Alicia by the way. Let's play together again sometime!"

It's Not Sweet, It's Intense

I am currently glowing.

By the flame of human's feelings.

I feel my chest warm inside.

I am engulfed in the ember burning fire.

It is RED.

It is CRIMSON.

With black details all over as its depth, manifestation of human's dark intentions.



I tend to be drawn into these kinds of romance since my early days. Because of its intensity.

I thought what I feel was what human knows as 'SWEET', turns out this was just 'INTENSE'.


INTENSE has its own charisma.

It ties you up so tightly you can't move.

You have difficulties to breathe.

It restrains you.

Force you to stay in your place,

in your position.


Intense romance not necessarily manifestation of LOVE.

It is LUST.


You are afraid, but also wanting it.


How SWEET is that?

Yoga Flow: BACK BEND, PUNDAK, TWIST

BREATHING - pake tali

• duduk, hero pose, jempol ketemu ujung telunjuk, napas lambat & dalam 5x
• [STRAP] pundak puter2 depan-belakang 10x
• [STRAP] pundak puter inhale-kanan, exhale buang ke kiri. [terus sisi satunya] 5x
• taro strap, inhale tangan angkat ke atas, exhale twist ke kanan, breathe [ulangi sisi utk kiri]

CONTENT

• surya namaskar 2x tiap sisi, variasi pas angkat sebelah kaki ke belakang, sebelum ayun ke antara tangan:
• bawa lutut kanan ke pinggang kiri, tendang ke atas
• jinjit kaki kiri, rounding badan, cium lutut kanan, tendang ke atas
• lutut kanan ke ketiak kanan, tendang ke atas
• baru ayun ke antara tangan
• high lunge (kaki depan 90’ + kaki belakang lurus), variasi: pas exhale kaki belakang tekuk dikit. 5x, terus ganti sebelahnya
• chaturangga, turunin badan ke matras
• tangan tetap di kiri-kanan dada. inhale, angkat tangan kanan dari matras + kaki kiri (punggung kaki kanan di matras). exhale, turunin badan. [terus sisi satunya] 5x, terakhir tahan 5 hitungan
• downward dog > high lunge. ambil siku kanan, tarik ke belakang kepala.
• buka dada ke atas
• tarik badan ke kiri
• tarik badan ke kanan
• lepas tangan kiri, raih tangan kanan dari bawah (interlock di belakang punggung)
• buka dada ke atas
• [sisi satunya]
• ambil posisi sphinx, kaki kanan buka ke luar (90’). inhale lurusin tangan (back bend), exhale tangannya balik ke sphinx. [terus sisi satunya] 5x, terakhir tahan 5 hitungan
• telungkup di mat, satukan kaki, ikat dengan strap, tarik strap dengan tangan melewati kepala, kaki lurus tendang ke belakang. 3x, terakhir tahan 5 hitungan
• child pose, downward dog, loncat atau langkahkan kedua kaki ke depan matras
• warrior 3 flow: berdiri di depan mat, tangan ke atas, kaki kanan angkat 90’, inhale. exhale, badan condong ke depan, kaki tendang ke belakang. ulangi 5x, terakhir tahan 5 hitungan [terus sisi satunya]
• downward dog. kaki kanan ke atas, ayun ke antara tangan. jempol kanan selipin di pinggang, panjangkan punggung, liat ke depan. lurusin kaki kanan (yg di depan), buka dada ke samping kanan (twist). kanan tangan raih ke atas [ulang sisi kiri]
• downward dog. kaki kanan ke atas, ayun ke antara tangan. angkat kedua tangan ke atas, high lunge. twist ke kanan. siku kiri di luar lutut kanan. twist lebih dalam, tangan sampai di tengah2 dada. OP1: tangan kiri turun ke bawah, di luar kaki kanan, tangan kanan tetap depan dada. OP2: tangan kanan raih ke atas, lihat ke atas. OP3: luruskan kaki kanan (yg lagi di depan). [ulang buat sisi kiri]
• chair pose, variasi eagle: pas exhale rounding badan. 3x, terus ganti sisi

PEAK (back bend)

• king dancer yg pake strap
• ambil jarak kira2 semeter dari tembok, telapak tangan sampe siku ke tembok, lipat badan ke bawah sampe 90’ (peluk tembok)
• op1: bridge pose
• op2: dorong tangan sampe crown of the head nyentuh lantai
• dolphin, half pincha
• shoulder stand, tapi pake tembok
• kayang nempel tembok; fokus: dorong dada ke tembok (op2: bridge pose, dorong dada ke tembok)

The Pretty Ugly Duckling

Well, as we all know the ugly duckling grow into a beautiful swan. But, does the story really ended up there?

With moral of the story: 'You cannot judge a person by outward appearance'?

How if.. the ugly duckling actually ugly on the inside as well?

No, she's not.

Well.. she wasn't.

Living as someone regarded to be ugly and treated unfair is not a very happy life. At some point she has accepted her fate actually. By stepping aside and detach herself from the atrocious society.

Until one day, heaven smiled at her and she grew pretty. She changed feather, from grey to pure white. Her neck became longer than the other. Her physical changes started to be noticeable.

..And somehow, everybody started to treat her differently.

It became easier for her to get ones into a session of chat with her..

She started to see admiration in some eyes when somebody talked to her or even simply passing by.

She enjoyed it.

But sadly, nobody knows that they've stripped the purity and innocence once inside her with their 'another' attitude toward her before.

Now for her, everything is a business.

Nothing comes free.

She put a price for every glance addressed to her. It is of course not a price can be paid off with money. A little more complex.

And currently, she is in a great confusion. About whether or not anything called "Love" is real.

Each and every day, she taught herself that 'love' is simply on the flesh. It's nothing transcendental.

She is in a good effort to make herself believe that 'love' comes because of her beauty.

..That once the beauty leave her, everybody also will. Again, turn their back to her.

The prettier she get, the more evil she become.

She doesn't know how to love.

She doesn't believe that she is loved aside from her being a good looking.

..But maybe all this mess only happened because of she's weak.

She's afraid she will be hurt once she loves with all her heart and get something she doesn't expect in return.

She's afraid to be loved.

She is yet able to confess to herself that she feels loved.

She's not strong enough to acknowledge that she's loved.

Because if she's strong, maybe she doesn't need to make sure that her love subject loves her back.

She only need to listen to her heart.

All she's doing now is mirroring.

She doesn't have any idea about what to do. Or where to stand.

What a pretty pity duckling.

Family Reunion

Once upon a time, there are five siblings. Three boys, two girls. Four of them have married. And currently they are preparing for the last marriage of the five: the oldest brother.

One day Robert, the childish among the five, uttered about having a family reunion at the same time with the wedding. As a closing celebration that each of them have found their better halves. The event will gather all of Weiss family members, big family of the five, and all of Drews family members, big family of the bride.

But Edel, the groom-to-be, disagree with this idea since it will cost a fortune to conduct event that big and he doesn't like crowd in the first place. He wants his marriage ceremony to be casual and relaxing with only closest people invited. Then of course he objects this idea.

Everyone recognizes the fact that Edel enjoy the most when there's not too much people around. Edel is a warm person at heart. It's only that he doesn't like too much attention and noises. So, of course Robert uttering ended up uttering at the end. They agree to make Edel's wedding day be the one he enjoys and never forget.

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One year has passed after Edel's marriage. Who ever guess that everyone had a glimpse about what Robert said once in a while? So one night at a little gathering of the five and their spouses, a talk about that huge reunion is brought back.



 [..To be continued.]

Bikin. Anak.

Yesterday a friend at my office said, "Pas disuru tanggung jawab aja, ga enak. Pas bikinnya enak. Ngakulah.. munafik kalo bilangga enak." to other friends. I don't really recall how we get into such conversation. It's quite late night already.

But just now I suddenly think about it. Reproduction. It's actually a necessary act to ensure the continuation of the livings. Not only human, but ALL the livings. I don't know if I lack watching Animal Planet, but I think other animals are not that addicted in sexual activities as humans are. Humans even invent unbelievable, crazy methods around this subject.

Why?

Why the sensation of reproduction activities catch humans too well?

What's with sexual organs?

It's not like I don't recognize the sensation though. And I also caught by the addiction. There are times when I can't even think about anything else, since my sister down there is so activated.

But, why?

Smart Wish

I think I know my wish..

I want to have magic in me.. Or a magic that 'following' me.

..magic that can make rain comes in a perfect timing.

..get the road we're about to pass clear.

..get us space to park our vehicle.

..magic to get the sky clear when it's needed.

..magic to translate my mood into happenings. Especially the good ones.

That's my wish to God. 😊

*btw..ini gw lagi di floating market..nunggu si kakak lagi keliling beli makanan 😄

2:51pm 28th Nov '15