Suatu hari Dikala kita duduk ditepi pantai
Dan memandang ombak dilautan yang kian menepi
Burung camar terbang bermain diderunya air
Suara alam ini hangatkan jiwa kita

Sementara sinar surya perlahan mulai tenggelam
Suara gitarmu mengalunkan melodi tentang cinta
Ada hati membara erat bersatu

Getar seluruh jiwa tercurah saat itu

Reff:

Kemesraan ini… janganlah cepat berlalu
Kemesraan ini… inginku kenang selalu
Hatiku damai… jiwaku tentram disamping mu
Hatiku damai… jiwa ku tentram bersamamu

]]> http://tandukmacan.wordpress.com/2009/10/17/kemesraan-ini-by-iwan-falz/feed/ 0 muhinsan http://tandukmacan.wordpress.com/2009/09/07/f-r-i-e-n-d-s/ http://tandukmacan.wordpress.com/2009/09/07/f-r-i-e-n-d-s/#comments Mon, 07 Sep 2009 17:41:42 +0000 muhinsan http://tandukmacan.wordpress.com/?p=103 ]]> As y might all have know that I am leaving for Paris very soon in 1st sept. I have been starting to move out from my place since a week ago, transporting bit by bit every  single stuff that I own. My adult magz (FHM, which I bought 3 years ago, in which I’m still confused why do I want to spend 35 thousand IDR for a mediocre women pict), tennis racket, books, clothes, desk, computers, monitors, it was all 3 big box and 3 enormous luggage.. gee, I feel like Paris Hilton with all of this stuff. We never know what we have until we move out, I guess..

What makes this day different is that I’m taking out my last piece out from the house, my bed. My room is empty know.. it feels different, somekind of feeling of lost, feeling of emptyness, homelessness. I had a very great times, living 4 months in this place. I have this window with a view, got internet, basically I got everthing I need in that place. Most importantly friends.

The house is inhabited by 5 ugly maggots, me, ADI, ADIT, NANDA, HERU. We’ve known each other for like the last two-three years, but it just feels like we have known each other forever. Adit used to describe the political relationship in the house. ADIT is like the US, he’s literally big, has all the rich boys toys (and I’m talking about big fat screen monitor, high end computer which I think has the ability to crack into the CIA, now a professional camera CANON DSLR 500,). Pretty much like the US with their gigantous carrier, f-16, ABRAMS, etc. U get the picture dont y.

Myself is the great britain. Not because I look like, as rich as, or talk like Prince Charles (In which I do hope so), but more or less because me and Adit are partners in crime. We went  to WUDC in Ireland and been through lots of shit. We continously work on several projects together also such as WSDC trainings, NUEDC, translating. Anything that produce money.. hehehehe… oh yeah, i forget we are also team mates in founders trophy.  I cant describe myself, since that would be impaired. So I’ll leave it up to my mates, but if I may predict its gonna be an endless crime record.

And there is HERU Pamungkas. He is ISRAEL. No he’s not a jewish born or rabi looklike. Its because me and ADIT will justify whatever he do, including crimes againts humanity or warcrimes (in which in this extend that would mean burning Pak RT’s house). And HERU is also quite a handy person to be with, in a sense if y get yourself a trouble in need to find a screwdriver to get a bouncer, HERU is the person y should talk to. He knows everybody in town who can get your problems fixed. Even doing your dirty work.. hehehe.. (Don Corleone soundslike).

And there is Ivan Gunawan like, big tall but.. y know.. ADI. He is what we called as FRANCE. The big old movreau that is flexible in utility. I mean, if we need him we hug him if we dont neeed him we kick him. Hehehehe. ADI is a straight forward and honest person, very fun to be with. However with his ability of speaking dutch, sometimes if he ordered sumthing in place to eat for instance, with his stringent tone of voice  y will get this feeling of the Dutch is coming back to invade us.  He likes to clean things up, keeping everything green, human and environmentally safe. Just like France in Kyoto Protocol.  In which why the US and UK needs him, they trash and FRANCE  will clean it.

And the Last and Least is Nanda which represents PALESTINE. He is the youngest in the house and most of the time do some irrational things. In which why he is very prone to violation. Four of us mock him all of the time, and its fun. Hehe… sorry nda. Its not that we hate u nda, u know how the worlds work: US, UK, and ISRAEL are stomping down at PALESTINE.. shit just happens sometimes. I dont think anyone would forget the night that Nanda was missing.  We all accused each other being his related brother, and anyone will deny the accusation like a thousands dollars/hour lawyer. My personal opinion, ADI is Nanda’s brother. They got separated a long time ago in the hospital and meet again after long years (sinetron). But the last days I move out, Nanda is improvng. He actually went to his classes, clean up his room (believe me its something bizarre for a guy like Nanda), and take out the trash. Gee, I think the devils has laid nest in our place and posessed him.

And there are other dearest FRIENDS from Universitas Mana Yaa? (UMY) which will require a whole post of it self to tell the good stories of them..

Series of unfortunate events. Setelah kalah di WUDC di Cork – Irlandia, kalah lagi di Jessup International Law Mootcourt, ditambah lagi dengan hasil indeks prestasi yang sangat minim, sulit untuk dihindari bahwa level kepercayaan diriku sedang berada dalam posisi yang sangat rendah. Seakan-akan I’m not good to do anything and my destiny is becoming a loser..

Jenuh dengan berbagai kegagalan aku memutuskan bahwa aku sudah terlalu banyak  berjibaku di medan laga tanpa pernah berkontemplasi untuk mengasah pisau dan satu-satunya jalan untuk menjernihkan pikiran adalah dengan pulang.   

Akhir minggu ini selepas sholat shubuh, kulompat ke dalam mobil merahku dan kulaju sendirian ke timur, menuju arah matahari terbit, ke rumah di Malang.  Sengaja ku buka kaca jendela mobil dan membiarkan udara pagi yang sejuk menerpa pipi dan membelai rambut.. mengamati nadi-nadi kehidupan yang mulai berdenyut di sepanjang jalan.. anak-anak sekola

Driving alone adalah terapi yang sangat mujarab bagiku. Kesendirian memberi kita ruang dan waktu untuk berbicara pada diri sendiri setelah sekian lama ribuan bising suara memekaki telinga. Dan ketika kita sudah diambang galau, barulah kita menyadari bahwa kita tidak pernah memberikan waktu untuk berbicara pada diri sendiri tentang apa yang sudah kita lakukan atau apa yang sebaiknya akan kita lakukan.

nyetir jogja malang, sendirian, giver u that kind of opportunity. di jalan I take a stop di sebuah mata air panas di kaki pegunungan di malang.. oowhhh nikmat.. and refreshing

Ketika memohon kebijaksanaan, ALLAH memberiku masalah untuk aku pecahkan

Ketika memohon kesejahteraan, ALLAH memberiku akal untuk berpikir

Ketika memohon keberanian, ALLAH memberikan bahaya untuk aku atasi

Ketika aku membutuhkan cinta, ALLAH memberikan orang-orang bermasalah untuk kutolong

Ketika memohon bantuan, ALLAH memberikan kesempatan.

Aku tidak pernah menerima apa yg kuminta, tapi ALLAH memberikan apa yang aku butuhkan. SUBHANALLAH

Sudah tepat seminggu Prof. Boediono sebagai Gubernur Bank Indonesia menaikkan BI Rate hingga 9.25%  sebagai respons terhadap krisis keuangan global yang dipicu oleh ambruknya sector financial di Amerika. Tentu pertanyaan yang tepat kita ajukan adalah apa arti kebijakan ini bagi kita. Saya tentu bukan seorang ekonom handal seperti Faisal Basri atau seperti Boediono sendiri  sehingga pendekatan yang saya gunakan adalah pendekatan ekonomi politik dan dasar-dasar moneter sederhana. Kebijakan ini sebenarnya adalah upaya pemerintah untuk memberi rasa aman bagi investor yang mulai kelabakan akibat krisis dan berlomba-lomba menarik investasi mereka. Dengan menaikkan BI Rate yang berarti meberikan tambahan incentive bagi investor,  Boediono mengharapkan bahwa investor tersebut tidak serta merta lari dari dunia keuangan Indonesia dan meredam laju inflasi. Artinya jika uang masyarakat dan investor tetap berada di dalam obligasi-obligasi pemerintah maka uang beredar akan semakin sedikit dan laju inflasi di masyarakat akan tertahan dan menghindarkan Indonesia dari krisis moneter babak 2 setelah krisis 1997.

 Namun bagi saya, kebijakan  mempunyai pengaruh yang buruk dalam dua hal.

Pertama, ini hanya akan menguntungkan para spekulan yaitu investor yang melakukan short selling di lantai bursa sehingga meskipun dana mereka tertahan di Indonesia namun uang tersebut sejatinya adalah uang yang disebut Hot Money. Hot Money ini sangat beresiko karena uang ini bukanlah investasi dalam bentuk riil namun lebih kepada uang panas yang sewaktu-waktu bisa pergi kapan saja. Pada tahun 2007 saja Hot Money yang beredar di Indonesia besarnya adalah 17 triliun. Kebijakan yang menguntungkan spekulan ini secara filosofis tidaklah adil bagi saya, anda, dan semua rakyat Indonesia. Mengapa demikian? Hal ini dikarenakan kita lah, para pembayar pajak, yang akan menanggung tingginya tingkat BI Rate ini. Kebijakan inilah yang selalu dilakukan oleh Alain Greenspan, Gubernur Bank Federal Amerika setiap terjadi krisis. Dan akibatnya sudah dapat kita lihat di Amerika ketika bank dan lembaga keuangan bertumbangan akibat paradigma gali lubang tutup lubang ini.

Kedua, akibat meningkatnya beban yang harus dibayarkan pemerintah  tentu pada akhirnya akan menghambat pembangunan sektor Riil di Indonesia, sektor yang benar-benar menyediakan lapangan pekerjaan bagi rakyat. Ini adalah langkah mundur bagi pembangunan ekonomi jangka panjang Indonesia. Seharusnya beban tersebut dimanifestasikan dalam bentuk penyaluran kredit mikro kepada sektor usaha kecil dan menengah yang jumlahnya puluhan ribu di Indonesia. Toh merekalah yang paling mampu bertahan ketika krisis moneter.

Pada akhirnya, kebijakan ini tentu saja adalah kebijakan jangka pendek untuk menenangkan pelaku pasar yang panik. Namun perlu diingat bahwa Indonesia, terutama Boediono, perlu memikirkan skema ekonomi jangka panjang yang lebih kukuh.

Today, I attend the trials of Habib Rizieq’s, the leader of FPI, and Munarman, FPI so-called team leader during the skirmish,  in Central Jakarta Court. Brief summary of the case is there has been a clash, brawl, skirmish between a group of people called AKKBB in Ind: Aliansi Kebangsaan untuk Kebebasan Beragama dan Berkeyakinan (AKKBB) in Eng: Alliance of Nationhood and Freedom of Religion and Faith.. And between FPI. Please note that I do not address this incident as an brutal attack from FPI to AKKBB. Why? simply since it prevent us to see problems clearly as we have cloud our minds with prejudice to FPI as radical, brutal, immoral, etc u name it.

There are several evidences that has not been disclosed to the public eyes by the media. First, is that AKKBB has been forbidden by the Police to conduct any kind of activity in Monas at that Day. Second, as the incident occured in 1st June 2008 needs to be put into account that at 26 May 2008 AKKBB has issued provocative pamflet in media confronting basic Islamic values. This is itself may be considered as provocation. In addition the pamflet has no corelation whatsoever with Hari Kesaktian Pancasila..

This is the fact about what happen in the incident. FPI has secured permit to demonstrate in Istana Negara (Presidential Palace) at 1 June 2008 regarding issues of gasoline Prices. The mass hurdle up in Istiqlal Mosque and marching their way to Istana Negara after Dzuhur Prayer. Along the way the pass Monas with AKKBB mass using giant soundsystem yell at the passing by crowd. “Laskar Setan, Laskar Kafir!!” Heineous insult and religious blesphemy. The passing by FPI seeks to made a clarification of the accusation they suffered. and in the next second, three gunshot was released in the air and a brawl occured. It was not a beating like what everybody has said. It was a brawl started by a provocation by AKKBB..

Seperti ada suatu komando, kayanya semua stasiun TV getol banget menanyangkan program2 komedi.. dengan waktu yang bersamaan. Ini memang menunjukkan animo masyarakat yg teramat tinggi terhadap komedi2 ini. Yang saya herankan, setiap komedi2 tersebut selalu menanyangkan pola2 joke yang diulang, slapstick, dan memutar rekaman tertawa para penonton… seolah2 itu adalah adegan yang lucu… pola kejadian yg sama seperti sinetron..

Herannya ya itu tadi, masyarakat demen banget ama pola2 membosankan dan tidak edukatif ini. Jikapun memang komedi, kenapa bukan komedi2 mendidik seperti The Cosby Show? malah komedi2 yang kadang menjual sex appeal sebagai bahan tertawaan.. atau lebih parah lagi komedi2 yang mendiskreditkan berbagai macam profesi atau ras tertentu. Misalnya pembantu, satpam, tukang parkir, supir bajaj yang selalu berusaha ditampilkan bahwa profesi2 tersebut adalah profesi2 rendahan, bodoh dan layak ditertawakan. Yang menurut saya paling berbahaya adalah menjadikan ras tertentu sebagai bahan tertawaan. Di acaranya Komeng, kerajaan sahur, mereka selalu membuat situasi dimana seorang yang berkulit hitam dan berambut kriting adalah sasaran empuk buat ledekan… Atau dimana si Parto mengejek seseorang dengan mengutuknya menjadi orang papua… ironis… Dan kesamaan dari semua komedi slapstick tersebut adalh semuanya mengandung unsur Banci. Mengapa masyarakat kita tertawa melihat pria2 melakukan transgender? yang pada akhirnya menimbulkan stereotype ke kaum transgender sendiri sehingga satu2nya pekerjaan yang bisa dilakukan hanya menjadi bahan tertawaan dan penjaja badan. Inilah wajah negara dengan popularitas muslim terbesar di dunia.

Kesamaan lain acara2 tersebut adalah banjirnya iklan.. Mendorong konsumerisme masyarakat. Siapa kah yang harus menanggung biaya iklan tersebut? tentu kita sebagai konsumen, dan walhasil inflasi besar2an setiap bulan ramadhan tidak terelakkan oleh kita. Dalam teori ekonomi growth dihitung berdasarkan penjumlahan antara Investasi + Wages (belanja pemerintah) + Consumption + (Export-Import) and for you to know, pertumbuhan ekonomi kita yang di gembar-gemborkan setinggi 6.2% pertahun banyak didorong oleh tingginya konsumerisme masyarakat kita.

Sekarang  saat nya bertanya. Kenapa kebutuhan tertawa kita sangat tinggi? kenpa bangsa ini g menjadi bangsa yg serius dikit… Kenapa bangsa ini sangat konsumtif..

But I guess love and hope is not something to reason. Its something that can not be taken away from us, not even by reason. And good things never dies. hence, I think I want to be gratitude to every day, every minute in 23 days I’ve spent with her. The splash in Solo 1, the ballet under the moonlight, the boring movie box, the delicious food in Solo, our long drive to solo, every second in the stoplight. U guys wouldn’t understand that being with her reminds me of every love songs. “isn’t she lovely, isn’t she wonderful (Stevie wonder)” every moment tells a story and I think that’s going to be enough to keep my mind occupied waiting for 712 days.

I’m not a descent man, and I’m still wondering till this very moment what does she see in me. But I guess, her memory will keep me from crossing back again to my dark times when all I know is competing, drinking, and score girls. Loosing her and seing her gone is painfull and the agony is blistering and devastating like the first Nazi attack to Polland. Knowing that she’s gone maybe will suck all of my energy to live and love and feels like I dont want to wake from bed anymore. Its pain but I just feel so alive. Just like the songs in Iris “u bleed just to know ur alive” . I feel so alive and will keep The memory of hers as a reminder for me to have a self respect to myself and more than that.. a mere hope. Maybe someday, we’ll be stranger by the day and yet I prefer to get down on my knees and thank god that I’m among the luckiest man alive to be touch by an angel.

Babe – Styx

Babe, you’re leaving, you must be on my way
The time is drawing near
Your train is going, can u see it in my eyes
The love, the need, my tears
But Ill be lonely without you
And Ill need your love to see me through
Please believe me, my heart is in your hands
And Ill be missing you.

You know its you babe
Whenever I get weary and Ive had enough
Feel like giving up
You know its you babe
Giving me the courage and the strength I need
Please believe that its true
Babe, I love you.

Babe, Im leaving, Ill say it once again
Somehow try to smile
I know the feeling were trying to forget
If only for a while

I am writing this on a train leaving for Jakarta..

The story that is about to be entertain in this blog is regarding a everyday love actually melodramatic scene that u probably have seen in the everyday soap opera or sinetron. so feel free to skip

She’s my senior actually and we’ve known each other for about three years. We’ve been working together in several projects and our feelings has actually groom within those years, an I never know until now. Shortly, we’ve not expected that one has feeling over another. And suddenly..

After a year apart, we met again. I ask her out to indulge ourselves in a local jazz concert. Just for the sake that I hate to go alone and I hate to go out with guys, it just sounds so gay… hehehe . Clearly not for the music, but our conversation was flowing. And before we know it, its time to take her home.

The next day, we’ve spent the whole day together. We watch a movie where she chuckle all the time.. I hardly pay any attention to the Mummy movie as this girls is damn beautifull and funny at the same time. Extraordinary feelings. I lay my eyes on a girl without feeling or thinking about lust. Yeah, like most guys, I have to admit that usually I think of sex every two minutes. But seeing and being around of this girl is just bringing faith to me. Being atheist is out of the question as it just cant be that this cute girl just pop out of nowhere without any grand design by god himself..

She teach Japanese and I sit in, watching her mingling around the class confidently and stabbing honest man like myself with her divine smile. The day ends in a sunset breeze over an ice cream. It was all perfect

One tiny last thing is that she will be gone to France next month for two f***in years. Why god met us just to part us. I don’t know exactly her feelings but my heart is mess up. All this time I love her without hoping for anything and I’m perfectly fine. Now I know that love is not the one that bite us and leaving us in agony. Its feeling of expectation and sense of possession that kill us the most. I just wish that she never felt anything for me, and I’ll be perfectly fine and continue to loving her like what I always do…

ehm… prejudice hurts doesnt it as people like me are looking forward to the job. I’d like to clarify few things that I know about being a lawyer and please dont assume I’m already a lawyer, I might be wrong but I like to see it this way..

Lawyers or attorney is a position designated to ensure law and order in other word justice. In all system of criminal law for instance, it design the proceedings to result an fair verdict by putting the prosecutor and attorney against each other. The prosecutor will defend the public interest/law that has been breach and attorney will defend the suspect. The resultant of the rhetoric process of debate between the two is then claimed as justice. Strengthen by the hammer of the judge or jury.

What I’m trying to say is that in every position you are in the proceeding, be you are the convicted or the prosecutor, the public interest is that every individual is not obstructed from rights given to them by law. That’s why lawyer exist, to ensure the implementation of the law to its client is free from other interest but justice. Lawyers defend the rights given by law to the defendant, not necessarily the defendants believes and crimes.

In a simple word, lawyers ensure the defendant to win fair or lose fair in the proceedings. Some people may think that its a dirty job, but y know, somebody has to do it.