One of my highest-ever goals in my life is to continue my study to one of the top schools in economics in US, of course by getting scholarship. But, for a while I can’t keep thinking about the clean path to get into this school. How? I think it’s so difficult to get it because perhaps I am not a great student compared to other foreign students who have the same aims as me; I study in University of Indonesia which is relatively not well-known among other top universities in the world, which is an essential factor.
I can make analogy of this me getting into top school is like Bambang Pamungkas, which is one of the best of the best players in Indonesia, moving to Manchester United, which is one of the biggest club on earth.
And yet, I want to assure myself by upbringing possibility making analogy like Hidetoshi Nakata moving to AS Roma at that time so that I can have a little bit optimism…hahaha
Sunday, August 24, 2008
I Must Have the Same Endurance Like a Camel!
When I reread Heilbroner’s The Worldly Philosophers I was refreshed by this sentence, which reminds me of how hard it is to absorb some of great texts I ever read:
“Economic reading is…a veritable desert of dusty prose…The student of economics must be prepared for long journeys without a single refreshing sentence; it takes the endurance of a camel and the patience of a saint to finish some of the great texts”
Oh, I am really embarrassed finding how I seldom finish some of great texts…hahaha…Anyway, I’ll try to have great endurance as a camel has…Ironically, I find it difficult to absorb all of the aims of Heilbroner in this book since it uses sophisticated English, like in literature or something…Why so complex, Mr Heilbroner??
“Economic reading is…a veritable desert of dusty prose…The student of economics must be prepared for long journeys without a single refreshing sentence; it takes the endurance of a camel and the patience of a saint to finish some of the great texts”
Oh, I am really embarrassed finding how I seldom finish some of great texts…hahaha…Anyway, I’ll try to have great endurance as a camel has…Ironically, I find it difficult to absorb all of the aims of Heilbroner in this book since it uses sophisticated English, like in literature or something…Why so complex, Mr Heilbroner??
Saturday, August 23, 2008
My Biggest Fear!
It’s been observed that the biggest fear of human beings is death. Without ever reading it somewhere I must have known it. My everyday life has told a lot, the same message. I can see everywhere, from bottom to up of social strata, anywhere in Indonesia. I wonder why all of human beings find death so dreadful, while to some extents they find life so difficult to live. I haven’t dug the right soil to find what the right answer is. It’s too complicated; the riches who have abundant luxurious stuff and the poor who have nothing but friends (of course the former also have friends), have one thing in common, that is fear of death. Why??
However, not to be so presumptuous, so far death is not my biggest fear, even though I realize that I won’t see my family and friends again if I die. What my brain and my heart can think of and feel is fear of losing my idealism over something, like money. What my idealism for sure is, however, I can’t tell since I still look for it; sometimes I still perceive something different depending on who or what.
But one thing for sure right now that I can think of is I don’t want to lose my idealism, which I can’t tell, over money. I know someday I don’t know where this precious thing is; I know that it’s said that when you are 40, you are still concerning others, you have no brain assumed you already have your own family, because your own family is more precious than others; I know that if you care for others does not mean that they will care for you, and it would be moron to have faith in opposite way.
However, I like being a distinguished person; I like being different which I think it’s the coolest thing in the world so that I want to keep my faith in this whole doctrine that you should care for others, no matter what without being so foolish and not to suppress the urge to do so. I don’t want to become hypocrite, though, like my seniors, friends, and colleagues. I don’t want to hide behind the mask of doing generous things expecting praise while I do nothing but lie.
As for me, idealism is what makes a person a person, no matter what it is….That’s why I would keep this as long as I live…
However, not to be so presumptuous, so far death is not my biggest fear, even though I realize that I won’t see my family and friends again if I die. What my brain and my heart can think of and feel is fear of losing my idealism over something, like money. What my idealism for sure is, however, I can’t tell since I still look for it; sometimes I still perceive something different depending on who or what.
But one thing for sure right now that I can think of is I don’t want to lose my idealism, which I can’t tell, over money. I know someday I don’t know where this precious thing is; I know that it’s said that when you are 40, you are still concerning others, you have no brain assumed you already have your own family, because your own family is more precious than others; I know that if you care for others does not mean that they will care for you, and it would be moron to have faith in opposite way.
However, I like being a distinguished person; I like being different which I think it’s the coolest thing in the world so that I want to keep my faith in this whole doctrine that you should care for others, no matter what without being so foolish and not to suppress the urge to do so. I don’t want to become hypocrite, though, like my seniors, friends, and colleagues. I don’t want to hide behind the mask of doing generous things expecting praise while I do nothing but lie.
As for me, idealism is what makes a person a person, no matter what it is….That’s why I would keep this as long as I live…
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Happy So Belated Birthday My Beloved Country!!
It’s been 63 years since Soekarno-Hatta proclaimed that Indonesia was a sovereign country.. I know that I hadn’t been born by then, but I know a little what happened in progress before and after that proclamation.
It would be stale if you are just talking about whether Indonesia has already been sovereign or not because it just makes yourself indulged in this kind of boring discussion and, at last, plunge into the lazy habit of thinking about the future we have in front of us. No essential breakthrough so far, except KPK and absurd democracy since 1998. No looking forward just backward blaming globalization; no vision just shortsighted self-interest goals; no self consciousness just being selfish; no statesmen just greedy-idiot politicians; no anything required to build a powerful nation. No!! This is a kind of nightmare I have ever had. Indonesia is nothing, in the eyes of other nations.
Oh Indonesia, till when you will rise against your own chronic diseases. I know it would not be wise to just commemorate, and blame this horrible situation. It’s time to wake up and stand still. Like a piece of lyrics of my all-time favorite song, Cahaya Bulan
“…sudah waktunya berdiri mencari jawaban kegelisahan hati…”
Hidup Indonesia!! Happy 63rd birthday. Hopefully in the next twenty something years I could contribute something significant to this nation building…I hope my fellows also have this kind of dream because we are the hopes of this sick nation, if I may say so..
It would be stale if you are just talking about whether Indonesia has already been sovereign or not because it just makes yourself indulged in this kind of boring discussion and, at last, plunge into the lazy habit of thinking about the future we have in front of us. No essential breakthrough so far, except KPK and absurd democracy since 1998. No looking forward just backward blaming globalization; no vision just shortsighted self-interest goals; no self consciousness just being selfish; no statesmen just greedy-idiot politicians; no anything required to build a powerful nation. No!! This is a kind of nightmare I have ever had. Indonesia is nothing, in the eyes of other nations.
Oh Indonesia, till when you will rise against your own chronic diseases. I know it would not be wise to just commemorate, and blame this horrible situation. It’s time to wake up and stand still. Like a piece of lyrics of my all-time favorite song, Cahaya Bulan
“…sudah waktunya berdiri mencari jawaban kegelisahan hati…”
Hidup Indonesia!! Happy 63rd birthday. Hopefully in the next twenty something years I could contribute something significant to this nation building…I hope my fellows also have this kind of dream because we are the hopes of this sick nation, if I may say so..
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Struggle for life!
What comes first in your mind when you see this picture??
When I saw this picture at the first time, I told myself how pity I am. I am used to complaining every time I need to carry on heavy burden on my shoulders…
That guy in the picture must have never complained, not even once, I suppose.. Since if he ever complained, we must not be able to see this pic, no? he walks the same route over and over again every day, yes? I must say this is life!
Btw, this picture is taken from time magazine as one of the pictures of the year 2008. No wonder!
That guy in the picture must have never complained, not even once, I suppose.. Since if he ever complained, we must not be able to see this pic, no? he walks the same route over and over again every day, yes? I must say this is life!
Btw, this picture is taken from time magazine as one of the pictures of the year 2008. No wonder!
Monday, June 30, 2008
Just Another Writing!
Pikiran getir memasuki ruang pikiranku yang teramat mahal hanya untuk memikirkan sesuatu yang tidak aku percayai itu benar. Manusia memang makhluk aneh yang terkadang begitu idealis, namun di lain waktu bisa jadi teramat munafik. Di suatu ruang dan waktu ia bisa begitu gagah dengan lantang menyuarakan kepercayaan yang ia yakini yang hanya satu tingkat di bawah kepercayaannya kepada Penciptanya, yang tidak mungkin dirasionalisasi yang bahkan oleh seorang Imanuel Kant sekalipun, namun di lain ruang dan waktu, ia bisa begitu ketakutan ketika apa yang dipercayai oleh orang lain sebagai suatu yang benar mulai mendekati dirinya, namun dalam bentuk malaikat pencabut nyawa, yang tentunya dalam arti kiasan. Padahal dalam arti yang seberanya manusia itu jauh lebih hebat dari Luciver.
Manusia itu bisa dengan mudah mengalahkan raja iblis dari segala raja iblis, namun sayangnya seringkali dia tergiur dengan kenikmatan yang ditawarkan olehnya. Manusia itu dapat dengan mudah melupakan apa yang ia percayai dan perjuangkan selama hidupnya selama ini.
Ketika hal ini sudah terjadi dan meresap ke dalam tubuh manusia tersebut, dia tak lain dan tak bukan telah menjadi salah satu penjilat kaki setan iblis itu. Kenikmatan yang ditawarkannya semu belaka, yang bila dibandingkan dengan apa yang dapat ditawarkan oleh apa yang menjadi belief-nya.
Manusia seringkali, tidak peduli berada di posisi strata sosial mana, pasti akan menangis dan meringis minta tolong kepada Tuhan, entah Tuhan yang sama dengan Tuhan kebanyakan orang atau tidak, ketika dia merasakan sesuatu yang menusuk ruang batinnya...padahal tusukan yang dirasakannya itu adalah buah dari hasil biusan yang dilakukan oleh dirinya sendiri...
Sungguh aneh dan unik manusia ini, there is nothing in this hell world would gain scores compared to human beings....
Manusia itu bisa dengan mudah mengalahkan raja iblis dari segala raja iblis, namun sayangnya seringkali dia tergiur dengan kenikmatan yang ditawarkan olehnya. Manusia itu dapat dengan mudah melupakan apa yang ia percayai dan perjuangkan selama hidupnya selama ini.
Ketika hal ini sudah terjadi dan meresap ke dalam tubuh manusia tersebut, dia tak lain dan tak bukan telah menjadi salah satu penjilat kaki setan iblis itu. Kenikmatan yang ditawarkannya semu belaka, yang bila dibandingkan dengan apa yang dapat ditawarkan oleh apa yang menjadi belief-nya.
Manusia seringkali, tidak peduli berada di posisi strata sosial mana, pasti akan menangis dan meringis minta tolong kepada Tuhan, entah Tuhan yang sama dengan Tuhan kebanyakan orang atau tidak, ketika dia merasakan sesuatu yang menusuk ruang batinnya...padahal tusukan yang dirasakannya itu adalah buah dari hasil biusan yang dilakukan oleh dirinya sendiri...
Sungguh aneh dan unik manusia ini, there is nothing in this hell world would gain scores compared to human beings....
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Kapan ya ada acara seperti ini?
Kemarin pagi saya secara kebetulan menonton doraemon, salah satu film kartun terfavorit saya. Hehehe... Saya sangat terkejut mengetahui bahwa film kartun tersebut membawakan tema yang berat, yaitu masalah pencemaran lingkungan oleh manusia. Saya jadi bertanya-tanya kepada diri saya sendiri kapan acara-acara yang ditampilkan di televisi lokal kita membawakan pesan yang begitu substansial dan esensial untuk kemajuan bangsa sendiri dan sukur-sukur untuk kemajuan dunia. Tidak usah kartun seperti doraemon, yang saya tahu pasti sulit untuk membuat film animasi seperti itu, cukuplah seperti adaptasi dari sesame street yang sangat bermanfaat untuk pendidikan adik-adik kita...
Saya merasa kesal dengan film-film Indonesia di bioskop saat ini, yang berbau-bau pornografi tapi nanggung..Kalau kata senior saya itu adalah film banci...setengah-setengah..Terlepas dari apakah saya menghormati HAM seseorang atau tidak tapi saya tidak suka banci.. :p
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