Coretan Tangan

Atas nama pribadi, saya mengucapkan Minal Aidzin Wal Faidzn.

Mohon dibukakan pintu maaf rekan - rekan semua, atas segala dosa yang pernah saya buat.

Semoga di hari suci ini kita bisa kembali lahir dengan hati yang suci dan bersih dari segala dosa, Amiinn…

Hari Sabtu adalah penentuan dalam akhir masa perkuliahanku……Sidang Skripsi dimulai dari jam  09.00 WIB, ternyata aku mendapat bagian pertama dalam sidang skripsi ini. Akhir dari keseluruhan peserta sidang skripsi beres sekitar jam 21.45. Tinggal menunggu hasil akhir. Walaupun telah berjam jam menunggu, akhirnya keputusan dari panitia sidang skripsi tiba juga. Pengumuman untuk hasil sidang skripsi ternyata semuanya LULUS termasuk aku juga.
Entah kebahagian apa yang aku dapatkan selama ini hingga aku bisa menyelesaikan perkuliahan dengan baik.
Terima Kasih kepada kedua orang tuaku yang telah mensupport segalanya
Terima kasih Kepada teman - teman seperjuangan Ade, Usep
Terima kasih kepada rekan - rekan seangkatan
Terima kasih kepada rekan - rekan yang tidak bisa disebutkan satu persatu
Atas bantuan dan dorongannya baik itu berupa materi maupun pikiran.

Specially for someone that far there…………..

Setangkai mawar liar
Di pagi ulang tahun
Kini tiada
    Senyum sayang
    Dan rengkuh kasih
    Kelak ku yakin
    Dia hadir
Sinar mata itu
Bak bintang kejora
Senyum di wajah itu
Bak bulan purnama
    Duhai dara manisku
    Bukan tak ingin
    Menyambut uluran
    Tangan mungilmu
Dara, cantik nian
Kau berbelut kimono

apa yang ada di benak hatiku ini sangatlah galau……….entah apa atau siapa yang membuat galau ini.
Anjighhhhhh……………..bangsat Loe……….!!!  kadieu sia lah……koplok mun wani……….

AKu berangkat sekarang untuk membantai lawan
untuk berjuang dalam pertempuran
aku berangkat, dengarlah aku pergi
Doakan agar aku berhasil

Sayapku sudah tumbuh, aku ingin terbang
Merebut kemenangan
Dimanapun adanya
Biar kucari jalanku sendiri

AKu ingin melihat, menyentuh, mendengarkan
Meskipun ada bahagia, ada rasa takut
Aku akan tersenyum, menghapus air mata
Biar kuutarakan pikiranku

Aku pergi mencari duniaku, cita-citaku
Memahat tempatku, menjahit kainku
Ingatlah, saat aku melayari lautku
Aku mencintai disepanjang jalanku

malam seperti penyamun
yang menghadang tiba-tiba
ketika aku berjalan
tanpa sesiapa bersama

malam meminta sesuatu
tapi aku tak membawa apa-apa,
selain hatiku

lalu malam mengambil hatiku

Udara yang dihirup di kota ini adalah udara penderitaan.
Pernahakah kuceritakan kepadamu bagaimana ia mati?
Angin berkseiur seperti hawa pembunuhan.
Para pecundang mengurung diri di altar bisu.

Tak ada kata yang tepat untuk mengomentari
zaman yang manarik garis di sisi lain.
Aku hanya lilin disulut api.
Cahayanya redup menerangi setiap langkah.
Padam ketika tubuhku meleleh.
Aku hanya ingin menularkan
harapan dalam kesuraman

chibie29: hi i am here
wawangnwn: chibie >:D<
chibie29: hai… i miss you
wawangnwn: :">
wawangnwn: miss u to :-*
chibie29:
chibie29: ihhh udah lama banget yach gak ketemu heheh
wawangnwn: iya ;))
wawangnwn: km kemana aja ;;)
wawangnwn: :-t
wawangnwn: 8-| chi
chibie29: wawan
wawangnwn: ada apa 8-|
chibie29: aq penasaran ma u
wawangnwn: penasaran kenapa ;;)
wawangnwn: km ada fs kan ;;)
chibie29: B-) penasaran aja, eh kamu tuch masih kuliah yac
wawangnwn: iya nih 8-|
wawangnwn: lg pusing ~x( skripsi
chibie29: hahahahaa mau chbie bantuin gak???
wawangnwn: bener nih :-O
chibie29: yups, tapi dngan doa aja
wawangnwn: 8-|
wawangnwn: chi
wawangnwn: :((
wawangnwn: baru bentar ko dah off sih :((
wawangnwn: :((
wawangnwn: :-S
chibie29: eh say sory, tadi tuc kompeternya jelex
chibie29:
wawangnwn: jelek 8-|
wawangnwn: kenapa g di lem biru aja ;))
chibie29: jelex tapi suka kan
wawangnwn: pake lem biru aja ;))
wawangnwn: apa sih itu 8-|
wawangnwn: jangan pake IMvironment donk #-o
chibie29: yang mana say
wawangnwn: km pake IMVironment 8-|
wawangnwn: kemana lag nih 8-|
wawangnwn: :-t
chibie29: hehehehe
chibie29: duh emank enak ngerjain kamu
wawangnwn: :((
chibie29: :-*
chibie29: wan, u semester brapa
wawangnwn: 8 ;;)
chibie29: umur
chibie29:
wawangnwn: 24 L-)
wawangnwn: eh..kt kan dah lama ga chat nih, jd aku lupa nama kamu
wawangnwn: :-"
chibie29: ihhhhh jahattttttttttttttt
wawangnwn: jahat kenapa 8-|
chibie29: kamu jahat, masa nama aq lupa
wawangnwn: bener #-o
wawangnwn: abiz dah lama sih ga chat ama km :-S
chibie29: nama aq annie maniezz;)
wawangnwn: oh….ani #-o
wawangnwn: #:-S
wawangnwn: ni….aku dah add fs km lum :-"
wawangnwn: perasaan km belum ada fs nya deh :-"
chibie29: blum buat, males
wawangnwn: aku buatin yah ;;)
chibie29: boleh, tapi jangan macaam2 yah
wawangnwn: ga lah ;;)
wawangnwn: ada pic km kan :-"
wawangnwn: nanti aku masukan k fs km :-"
chibie29: gak mau, pake aja foto kartun
wawangnwn: =))
wawangnwn:  email km apa sih :-"
chibie29: ihhh knapa lagi
wawangnwn: nama email km apaan 8-|
chibie29: pake anya29 aja
wawangnwn: anya 29 8-|
wawangnwn: anya29 apa 8-|
chibie29: terserah dec
wawangnwn: #-o
wawangnwn: ko terserah sih 8-|
wawangnwn: km mah suka gitu ih
chibie29: hey jangan marah donk
wawangnwn: pake poto ini aja yah =))
chibie29: mana
wawangnwn: pake poto itu ya =))
chibie29: ihhh jelexxxxxxxxxx
wawangnwn: 8-|
chibie29: fotonya serem wn
wawangnwn: poto itu 8-|
wawangnwn: :((
wawangnwn: km tuh aneh orangnya 8-|

It was the day of my son’s XII results and I was so
tensed. I sat beside him while he logged on the

website with his registration no. "Ma", he screamed in
excitement," I scored 1191, with centum in 4 subjects.
I cant believe it. " I kinda became numb in my
excitement. My eyes became wet. I kissed him on his

forehead and smiled.

Soon we realized that he stood first in the state. Oh,
my joy knew no bounds when Reporters and media persons
soon swamped my house for interviews and photos. I was
so honored to join him in the snaps.

I wanted to call my "wrong-number-friend to tell him
the news……I was so excited. He was someone whom I
have known for more than 20 years.

I still do not remember when we became friends, but
certainly cannot forget the first day he called me
when I blasted him for giving me so many wrong
calls…..after that he had called up a week later
asking apology, for he had now got the right no of his
friend whom he wanted to talk to .We spoke for an hour

that day…even without knowing each other’s names.
Though he kept pestering me to reveal my name I never
did and so he kept a name…Sweety. I used to get so
shy whenever he called me ‘Sweety’. I was doing first

year of BSc. Maths then, and he was a Computer
Engineering student.

From then he used to call me very often . We almost
discussed everything ..

By the final year of my college, we probably we were

in love, but I had been cautious. I was in a dilemma
whether to tell him. But what if he was of a different
religion? Do I have the courage to talk to my parents
about it? ……..all these questions ran through my

mind.

I decided I’ll not talk to him thereafter. When he
called next time I lied to him I that I was going to
Delhi for my post graduation. He gave me his office
number and asked me to ring him up once I reach there.

I never called …….

A couple of months later my marriage got fixed with a
guy of my parent’s choice. I was not happy but I did
not complain; rather accepted it as an obedient
daughter. At times I felt I missed my wrong- number-

friend…….

My hubby was a moody person; I have hardly spent any
good time with him- but he was genuine indeed and
never bothered my personal space. After 2 years we had
a boy…Yet,I was not very happy with my married

life…One day I happened to browse through my diary
and found I still had my old friend’s office phone no
that he had given me. I dialed it and spoke with him.
He said he was married and got a kid too. I was happy

for him though in the bottom of the heart I felt bad
that I could not marry him.

From then I used to occasionally call him on that
number. I never gave him mine as I felt that would put
me in trouble… And till today I almost shared

everything with him including my relationship with my
hubby…..today I was so happy and I wanted to call
him.

Just then I got a call. "Your husband met with an
accident and died on the spot"

I banged the phone down. I broke. I did not call my
friend…..I somehow started feeling guilty. I have
never tried to talk to him properly when he was alive
or moved close with him…. I felt I had been a bad

wife……..

A couple of years passed and one day my son brought
home a Bengali girl and said they wanted to get
married. I got them married as I did not want my son
to go through what I did.

I decided to give my son his father’s room and started
clearing it. There was a phone book. I gently opened
it to find, " Wrong no Sweety -26579785"

God always puts the right numbers together. Its we who

interpret it wrong!!!

Kau yang sedang semedi dengan setia telah membuat jarak
Ternyata tak sama jarak kita, perjumpaan ataukah perpisahan
Jalan di hati masih meraba keterasingan rusak
Penuh kaku, pecahan kaca, dan semuanya masih tak terjemahkan
Berserak menjadi saksi, menghancurkan hati kita
Tanpa bisa menawar kau masih tetap semedi melangkahi deraan
Kehidupan dikemas rapi dalam kaleng-kaleng alumunium
Zaman bergegas, hari mengeras, daun-daun  jati meranggas berjatuhan
Menyetubuhi bumi, mengawini atmosfer langit yang ranum
Lusuh kenyataan telah lama diawetkan.