heavenlystories

Seperti jangka. Aku mengitarimu dengan doa dan rindu sebagai pusatnya. @sadgenic

Kamu pernah mencium bau tanah ketika hujan baru turun? Aroma teduh, aroma pengingat bahwa butir-butir air mulai turun. Aroma hujan, begitu aku menyebutnya. Aroma yang kuhirup dalam-dalam ketika masih bocah. Aroma yang terus mengingatkan aku pada masa itu, tiap kali aku menciumnya, sampai detik ini. Namanya  petrichor . Berasal dari bahasa Yunani,  petros  (batu) dan  ichor  (air). Apapun istilahnya, kamu pasti pernah menghirupnya. Sengaja ataupun tak sengaja. Begitu pula aku. Tak jarang, memoriku ter- recall  setelah mendengar stimulasi dari telinga. Ya, namanya musik. Atau dari penglihatan kedua mataku. Tapi sangat jarang terjadi bila kenangan terpanggil kembali dari rangsangan hidung. Dan itulah indahnya  petrichor . Aroma tanah bercampur air hujan, yang kata ibuku adalah bau debu yang terbang karena terhantam butiran air, menghidupkan banyak gambaran masa lalu di kepalaku. Masa kecil, ketika ibu justru melarangku untuk menghirupnya karena menurutnya  petrichor  itu jo

Hey.. Is it September already, how are you old friend? How's that friend of yours? The one that we always talk about when I feel sad. Is she still alive anyway? Well... Take care of her. She's in every word... Fragile. Are you still remember the first time we've meet? 24 years ago if I am not mistaken. Freshen my memory please. Its blurry, like a mirror on my bathroom. Padang Panjang is pounding with heavy rain, its cold, that's what my dad told me. Its night time right? Oh please! I hardly can remember anything until I was 3, so will you guide me through this? Yeah, I can hardly believe its 24 years already. So much happened, and soooo much has gone wrong. I am sorry for that, put the blame on me. Its just 2 days to go till our day. Please accept this as an apologies old friend, and as a reminder to myself, that I owe you big time. Just watch my back, I'll try my best to do whats right. To right a wrong.

Beberapa orang teman gw di Bandung dulu pernah berkata, kalau mereka menemukan save haven mereka di Bandung. Kota yang indah dan vibrant itu. Well, me too. Tapi buat gw sekarang ada satu tempat lagi yang gw anggap sebagai tempat buat melarikan diri. Pilubang. Why? Its simple, I love the scenery, the people, and the weather. The cuisine are quite nice too. I love the people, they're friendly. But what struck me best? The memories, its lovely with a twist of sourly after taste. You know, its like the best meal you get, but after that you have something in your mouth, a hair or something and that something is I have to say goodbye to all that heaven. Eventually life doesn't give a shit about a fairy tale, a fairy tale where I get all the time to spent my life there. Reality sucks, really, it sucks. Ah... Someday I'll be back. To have that heavenly sunset, that breathtaking hills, and that honest smile and maybe, just maybe, you'll come there with me, whoever you are.