Well a few days ago I watched this animated short film because I finally found a post in Instagram talking about it. My sister told me about the trailer/teaser since a while ago but I believe that it was only recently that the full version is uploaded in YouTube. The trailer was cute and I instantly fell in love with the Heart, so when I finally found an instagram post with its thumbnail, I decided to check it out. And it was absolutely brilliant!
I have always heard the calling of the sea. The cool but warm breeze caressing my skin, the salty tang of the wind around me. Yes, I have always heard the calling of the sea. The soft but loud crash of the breaking wave on the white hot sand that encompasses my feet. The overall peacefulness of it all. I could look up to the bright blue sky and breathe in the air that is familiar yet strange at the same time. I could feel the sun touches my face gently, and with my feet buried under the warm sand, I could finally feel contented. At last. At last, I am here, listening to the calling of the sea.
It is all well and fun until one is torn between two. Two different sides warring against each other. The drums are loud and deafening. The roar harsh and crumpling. Where one’s heart screams for attention and help to flourish, but one’s mind wails about the ailments of life. When one’s heart walks to one direction but the mind chooses the other. What will one’s do? Will one choose the heart that gives happiness and contentment in life, or the mind that guarantees success and stability? It is indeed all fun and well until one is torn between two. Is it the mind or the heart?
A bone may break. With a sickening crack a bone can be broken. And the pain will be unbearable. And the person suffers. But a mind may bend. It bends with a soft almost non-existent energy, but it bends. And once it bends, it will be easier to mend cracked bones than to care for a bent mind. As minds can be tricky. It can be as strong as the strongest steel, but it can wither upon the faintest hints of the winter’s storm. And bones are easily seen and treated, but the trouble of the mind will fester unnoticed until it finally snaps and makes its presence known. But even then, people will not as easily see it as it is. Even though the mind keeps on breaking every day. Bit by bit, until there’s nothing left…
I am walking through a dense forest. I could look up and see the clear blue or the beautiful glints of the stars posing their way through their own lives. I could see clouds forming in different shapes each reminding me of my own. I could hear the chirps and feel the gentle caress of the breeze upon my skin. I could smell the earthy wet soil underneath my feet. I could taste the life itself. I could feel peace blooming inside my weary heart as I look up and close my eyes shut basking in the warm sun that is making its presence known by peeking shyly though the giant leaves. But as I inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale…I open my eyes slowly. And as I look straight ahead, all I can see is nothing. Nothing but greens. And as I stare at the two paths before me, I realized that, even after all the peacefulness that came before, I am still as lost as one is uncertain while the other is unclear.
It’s been a while since I last post anything here, but the thing is I think I’m on a semi-hiatus right now. It’s just that nothing comes to mind when I want to write, so perhaps I need the break. And I’m also currently stuck on a short story that is getting longer and longer each day, so…anyway, hopefully I’ll be able to come back here as soon as possible if only for the sake of my emotional health.
Mungkin ini salah satu dari sedikit post dalam Bahasa Indonesia yang bisa ditemukan di blog ini. Karena biasanya saya tidak pede menulis dalam Bahasa Indonesia untuk konteks di luar chatting di media sosial. Tapi beberapa hari ini banyak postingan di medsos tentang Indonesia dan banyak juga yang bernada pesimis. Saya jadi ikutan ingin menuangkan sedikit pendapat dan pemikiran. Mungkin akan kelihatan tidak sistematis, tapi saya merasa bahwa khusus post ini haruslah dituliskan dalam Bahasa Indonesia, karena saya juga orang Indonesia.
It’s been quite a long time since my graduation day. It’s been almost three years. And after four years well spent wrapped inside the safe bubble and amazing environment called University, I was ready to face the ‘real’ world. Or so I thought. But life isn’t always as easy as you thought it would be (most of the times) and fast forward to the present time, I thought that by now I would have found my passion and my place in the world, but the fact is, I’m still as uncertain as I was when I got my first job. Continue reading “Big ‘G’ – The Aftermath”
It’s been a long time. The longest of my life. Since I last call your name. Since I last touch your hand. Since I last kiss your cheek. Since I last breathe the air you breathe. Since I last see your face. Your smiling face. It’s been a long time. And it’ll be longer still. Till I can touch your face. Till I can trace the lingering frown on your forehead and turn it into a smile once again. Till I can feel your arms around me. Till I can stop feeling half-alive. Till I’m once again whole. It’s been a long time. And longer still. Till I meet you again, my love.
My mind is a dangerous place, I thought. My thoughts linger in my mind, my darkest, deepest, most sacred secrets lurks in my mind. Indeed, my mind is a dangerous place. I can’t bear to be alone with my mind, less it will consume me whole. It will devour me of my own being until I’m reduced to nothing but my mind. And is that a good thing or bad thing? I can’t decide. I am dependent on my mind. My mind with its dark and secret passageways guiding me away from the light. I can’t. I need to get away from my mind. Not when I know I’m not strong enough to deal with the temptation for a more peaceful and permanent way out that comes from my mind. So, yes, indeed my mind is a very dangerous place to be in these sort of times. I need to get away. But, can I?