a Turkish proverb

Dear Luv,

A Turkish proverb said:

Coffee should be black as hell,

strong as death and sweet as love.

luv,

onk-

story 1: perkenalan

Dear Luv,

Aku punya cerita, hanya sebuah cerita pendek yang menyenangkan. I hope you enjoy it.


Sebuah bel berdenting nyaring ketika kami berkenalan, aku teringat akan suara kerincing kunci biara bertahun silam ketika nafas masih murni oleh embun pagi. Matamu berkilat ketika aku menyampaikan tanya lewat tatapan, oh okay that was the answer then, I got it. Kita sering berbicara tapi bukan lewat kata-kata yang jujur, hanya tatapan yang menusuk dan senyum yang menyayat.

Dimana dia yang lain?
Entah, jawabmu sambil lalu.

Aku tersenyum dan menyilakannya duduk. Mungkin kami akan lebih sering bertemu selama jalannya masih bersilangan dengan jalanmu.

...

luv,

-onk-

simple bitter things

Dear Luv,

Sometimes there are things that meant to make us feel bitterness of life, the big stuffs like:

• Broken heart. For those ever had this in life will agree, undoubtly.
• Lost the loved ones. Absolutely, no comment to this

to simple things, like:

• getting bad examination result
• got fired, whatever reasons will be hard to deal with
• losing thing(s) that we wanted badly (ooowh...)
• sickness
  
• cold coffee

Well, what can you add?


luv,
-onk-

old issue: do I need to grow up?

Dear Luv,

It's been ages since we talked. We do have conversation all the time, but "talk"?
It's about the time to review my intention to stay "never-grow-up". I mean, do I really... really need to grow up? Isn't life beautiful already?

The conversation traveled from a corner in my parents' house back home to a room in a crowded flat in a country's capital. Same topic different persons, different places, different times.

"you don't! it will just add to your responsibility and age.. nothing more ahaha!," said her.

Well, maybe I can live with that answer, for now.


cheers,
-onk-

disturbing behavior @ the library

Dear Luv,

Kamu tau salah satu hal that I hate most? Yup, disturbance to peace at the library.
Saat sedang (berusaha) untuk konsentrasi pada Juliet Mitchell's Woman's Estate di perpus pasca, yang mana memang tempatnya seorang yang berusaha berpikir dan membuat makalah seperti saya akan ditemukan --and am not the only one here looking for peace and focus, datanglah serombongan manusia membuat keributan dengan alibi mencari referensi.

Yang mereka lakukan sederhana:
1. mengobrol with high tone and berbarengan diiringi cekikikan dan tawa riang, instead of satu-satu and bisik-bisik. And trust me, isi obrolannya tentang acara nonton salah satu anggota gerombolan yg ditimpali yg lain dengan semangat perjuangan.
2. menerima telepon, preceded by suara ringtone yg menggema ke seluruh ruang baca. And it was a jedhug-jedhug kinda ringtone so you know what I mean by menggema here.

...and here I am, still trying to get my focus back to my paper. Gosh!

luv,
-onk-