Kemarin aku kembali bertemu wajah kehidupan.
Sesekali ia coba tersenyum, namun pahit.
Kupikir ia ingin bicara maka kuberikan telingaku.
Tak sepatah katapun diucapkannya.
Sambil mencoba membagi senyum kesana kemari, kulihat ia menunduk.
Ketika wajahnya muram, ia masih harus menerima beratus kata.
Dan aku bertanya, “Mengapa memaksanya mendengar ketika ia harusnya didengar?”
This is NOT an anti-religion/atheist-propaganda comic. The comic and the song (at least as I understand it) tries to communicate that no matter your faith, we should all share the world in peace… As silly as that sounds.
Art: Pablo Stanley
I gave you $10, he gave you $20.
You felt that he was better
because he gave you more.
But he had $200 and
all I had was $10.
And now I want my money back.
[The mother is dying while she speak to his son.]
Mom: Listen, son… There is nothing special about you. You come from a long line of regular people. There was nothing extraordinary about me or your father, or our parents and their parents. There are no prophecies or legends about you coming. You aren’t destined to do great things. I leave you little money and possessions. There are no riches waiting for you. There are no secrets about you. You are you, and nothing more.
[The mother close her eyes.]
[The mother wake up and grabs his son’s hand.]
Mom: That means, there is no path set out for you. So anything you accomplish, anything you become… it will be truly your own.
[The mother has die.]
You have $86,400 in your account and someone stole $10 from you. Would you be upset and throw all of the $86,390 away in hopes of getting back at the person that took your $10? Or move on and live? Right, move on and live. See, we have 86,400 secs in every day so don’t let someone’s negative 10 seconds ruin the rest of the 86,390. Don’t sweat the small stuff, life is bigger than that.
The exams of your children are to start soon. I know you are all really anxious for your child to do well.
But, please do remember, amongst the students, who will be sitting for the exams, there is an artist, who doesn’t need to understand Maths.
There is an entrepreneur, who doesn’t care about History or English literature.
There is a musician, whose Chemistry marks won’t matter.
There is a sportsperson, whose physical fitness is more important than Physics.
If your child does get top marks, that’s great! But, if he or she doesn’t, please don’t take away their self-confidence and dignity from them.
Tell them, “It’s ok. It’s just an exam!” They are cut out for much bigger things in life.
Tell them, no matter what they score, you love them and will not judge them.
Please do this, and when you do, watch your children conquer the world. One exam or a low mark won’t take away their dreams and talent.
And please, do not think that doctors and engineers are the only happy people in the world.
With Warm Regards,
Rest in Peace Amry Gusman Tampubolon
Cimahi, Jawa Barat 21 Juni 2016
One day a very wealthy father took his son on a trip to the country for the sole purpose of showing his son how it was to be poor. They spent a few days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.
After their return from the trip, the father asked his son how he liked the trip.
“It was great Dad,” the son replied.
“Did you see how poor people can be?” the father asked.
“Oh yeah,” said the son.
“So, what did you learn from the trip?” asked the father.
The son answered, “I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them.”
The boy’s father was speechless.
Then his son added, “It showed me how poor we are.”
My little brother just asked, “Why are people so nice to the people who are about to die?”
And I told him that we want to make their last few moments on earth happy.
Then he told me, “Everyone dies a little everyday and sometimes we don’t know when a person is going to die, so why isn’t everyone always nice, because we never know what’s going to happen to someone.”