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Write Again
Having no idea will never stop a writer to write. Because, having no idea is actually an idea to write. And that no pain will ever stop a writer to write. Because the writing itself heals the pain.
To Live Is To Hope
When we can see happiness in small things, we actually live our life to the fullest. We give the meaning to ‘why-I-was-born?’
Playful Trap In Callista Room
Reminded by her childhood with her Grandma, a young passionate vintage-styled fashion enthusiast Novy Chalimi then started up her clothing line providing vintage dresses.
Satu Jam Di Sebuah Sore
Aku mau bersamanya lebih lama lagi, menghabiskan tiap detik tanpa berkata-kata selain tersenyum dan merelakan diriku tenggelam dalam sorot matanya.
I Smelt Your Perfume
I smelt your perfume, hoped it would stay a little bit longer so I could reminisce the warmth of your hugs, the gentleness when your lips danced on mine. I smelt your perfume, freezing the moment when we firstly met. My mind played our every scene. I still smelt your perfume; it stayed there and would always be.
Sebatang Rokok Absurdmu
“Sejak kapan kau kembali merokok?” “Kau tahu, di dunia ini ada banyak hal yang tidak mudah.” “Berhentilah merokok!” “Tapi tidak berarti kita harus menyerah.” “Hei, asapmu!” Kau melirikku sesaat lalu kembali menghirup rokokmu dan menghembuskan asapnya ke arah lain. “Karena menyerah cuma buat pengecut,” kemudian kau menghirup rokokmu lebih dalam. “Kalau kau menghembuskan asap rokokmu ke arah lain, tak…
Forgiven but not Forgotten*
Pertama kali saya mendengar kalimat itu ketika saya masih usia belasan tahun, sekitar SD atau SMP. Waktu itu, saya sedang gandrung dengan band asal Irlandia, The Corrs. Salah satu lagu mereka dalam album Unplugged berjudul Forgiven but not Forgotten. Saya tidak mengerti arti judul lagu itu. Maka saya bertanya pada kakak saya. Dia bilang, “Dimaafin tapi nggak dilupain.” Saya…
I Secretly Tweet Your Name
It’s late at night and no one’s around. Darkness filled my room. Silence. I looked at a clock: 2:39 AM. A melody resonated in my ears. I played that song, my favorite song that has been always reminded me of you. Then I secretly tweet your name. Once. Twice.. but then it became my late-night-habit. As I finished tweeting it,…
Beyond
I love you, from the very first time we met. I remember that day, that place, the clothes you wore, the bag you carried on your shoulder. I remember when my eyes met yours. My heart palpitated. It beat faster, 10 times faster than before. I had no clue why my hands were wet. Butterflies flew on my stomach. You…