Month: September 2012

Apa Kabar, Bandung?

Halo, Bandung. Apa kabar? Ini malam Minggu, jadi pasti macet tapi juga penuh cinta :) Baru setahun lebih sedikit saya pergi tapi rasanya saya sudah kehilangan tempat di antara sesaknya pendatang baru. Kamar kosan saya di Cisitu Baru yang tutup pukul 10 malam (ya, jam 12 kalau malam Minggu seperti ini) tentu sudah dihuni orang lain. Entah bagaimana dekorasinya sekarang. Mungkin tanpa stereofoam yang dipenuhi rencana atau janji-janji palsu diantara gambar kelinci. Di Teknik Geologi dan GEA ada angkatan-angkatan baru yang membicarakan cerita lama dan hal-hal yang sama dengan yang dulu kami khawatirkan. Sudah ada wajah-wajah baru yang duduk-duduk di kursi panjang selasar Liga Film Mahasiswa,  memandang taman, mengamati beberapa parabola, dan menggambari halaman-halaman belakang buku gosip. Beberapa memikirkan IPK, beberapa memikirkan kamera. Pasti ada juga yang memikirkan keduanya. Apa kabar ya teman-teman saya? Beberapa sudah pulang ke daerah asalnya. Ada yang kembali ke ibu kota atau merantau ke pulau seberang. Ada yang sekolah ke negara lain. Hampir semua pergi lalu mengisi lembar-lembar baru; yang beberapa tahun lalu kami tahu pasti akan tiba saatnya untuk dibuka. Beberapa …

The Curse of the Traveler

… Also, have you ever heard of The Curse of the Traveler? An old vagabond in his 60s told me about it over a beer in Central America, goes something like this: The more places you see, the more things you see that appeal to you, but no one place has them all. In fact, each place has a smaller and smaller percentage of the things you love, the more things you see. It drives you, even subconsciously, to keep looking, for a place not that’s perfect (we all know there’s no Shangri-La), but just for a place that’s “just right for you.” But the curse is that the odds of finding “just right” get smaller, not larger, the more you experience. So you keep looking even more, but it always gets worse the more you see. This is Part A of the Curse. Part B is relationships. The more you travel, the more numerous and profoundly varied the relationships you will have. But the more people you meet, the more diffused your time is …

Can / What If?

P: What would you say if a friend asks you, ‘Can someone just… turn out not loving someone else anymore?’ R: I’d answer, ‘can’ P: What if this friend happens to be a best friend who is in long-term relationship? R: I’d ask, ‘Why do you ask this?’ P: Same with me. But I’d give an intro: ‘Ah, this is such a heartbreaking question.’ R: Haha. It’s a weird question though. Why do we use ‘can’, instead of ‘what if’? P: Because some people believe that love is forever. Some people believe in happily ever after and it’s not their fault. — (PS: I don’t put this in B.yond W.rds because some words are not mine as it was a real conversation)