Seorang Ibu Yang Menyimpan Bekal di Kamar Mandi Kantor

Sore yang sangat tepat untuk secangkir kopi, tapi, toh, setengah jam lagi, aku bisa berpamit dari kantor ini. Lalu, mengistirahatkan punggung sambil mendengarkan kisah-kisah Pram yang belum habis kusesap dari balik guratan pena Professor Koh Young Hun. Buku ini semenarik sampulnya, Pram begitu membuatku malu, jika tidak bermartabat menjadi generasi bangsa. Pram, Kalau...

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40 Ways to Create Peace of Mind

“Set peace of mind as your highest goal, and organize your life around it.” ~Brian Tracy There was a time when I thought peace was a destination, in much the same way I imagined I’d eventually arrive at happiness or success. It seemed like something I needed to chase or find—definitely not something I could experience without dramatically changing my life. I needed...

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Dermawan Indonesia: Sebuah Apresiasi dari Dr.Tahir

Setiap perubahan akan melahirkan perubahan yang lain. Kira-kira begitulah apa yang dimaksudkan oleh Charles Dickens dalam salah satu ucapannya, “Change begets change”. Apakah harus menjadi kaya raya untuk menjadi dermawan? Apakah harus jadi “yang punya segalanya” untuk mulai memberi seikhlasnya? Tidak. Kita bisa memulainya sekarang. Memberi bukan sekedar...

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Peace of Mind by Azza Waslati

Hidup saya hampir sempurna, kecuali satu hal: saya sering menyalahkan diri sendiri ketika dihadapkan pada pilihan-pilihan yang salah. Lalu, saya menemukan cuitan-cuitan penyejuk hati yang dengan bangga saya bagikan atas seizin pencuitnya, Mbak Azza. Silakan dibaca :) Saya percaya semua jiwa terlahir suci dan dicipta dengan tujuan tertentu :) Katanya ada 2 saat penting...

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Cinta Tak Kasat Mata

Hey, aku menemukannya permata tertimbun pasir air mata. Apa itu? Tidak. Itu Kristal air mata, bukan permata. Lalu mengapa begitu berkilau? Aku tak tahu. Ia lantas membawanya ke maha guru. Bukan nak, itu hayalanmu saja. Itu hanya batu kerikil dalam tumpukan pasir. Lalu ia mendatangi ibu. Hanya beliau yang mengelus kepala dan membenarkan,” jangan pernah...

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Love and Lust

I am swimming down the sea of lust, until I get lost. My lover stands beyond my ear. I can’t hear. The footsteps are far, away from my time. I no longer see his beauty within. The fragrance of his musky perfume distracts me. I am a servant of lust. I no longer behold the love. What is love? Shei Djakarta, F...

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I'm a Lost Lover

The intellectual is always showing off, the lover is always getting lost. The intellectual runs away. afraid of drowning; the whole business of love is to drown in the sea. Intellectuals plan their repose; lovers are ashamed to rest. The lover is always alone. even surrounded by people; like water and oil, he remains apart. The man who goes to the trouble  of...

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Aku Pernah Mendengar

Aku pernah mendengar, Ia yang sangat disukai, dan yang tidak. Ia yang sangat banyak, dan yang sedikit. Ia yang dipuja, dan yang ditindas. Aku pernah mendengar, Kearifan nun di seberang negri Tak ayal menjadi mimpi seribu mimpi. Karena tak pernah ada, arif di negri sendiri. Shei Djakarta, F...

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True

I want to take our relationship to the next level. It’s become boring. It’s become meaningless. It’s only entangled with daily routine which never grow, but my jealous heart. I know, I must behave myself. I told ‘em so. Our love is a journey. It supposed to be slow, but, who would know that the road was so bumpy and you couldn't help to fall for the rock that...

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Love

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First, to let go of live. In the end, to take a step without feet; to regard this world as invisible, and to disregard what appears to be the self. Heart, I said, what a gift it has been to enter this circle of lovers, to see beyond seeing itself, to reach and feel...

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Peace

Let go of your worries and be completely clear-hearted, like the face of a mirror that contains no images. If you want a clear mirror, behold yourself and see the shameless truth, which the mirror reflects. If metal can be polished to a mirror-like finish, what polishing might the mirror of the heart require? Between the mirror and the heart is this single...

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A Momment of Happiness

A moment of happiness, you and I sitting on the verandah, apparently two, but one in soul, you and I. We feel the flowing water of life here, you and I, with the garden's beauty and the birds singing. The stars will be watching us, and we will show them what it is to be a thin crescent moon. You and I unselfed, will be together, indifferent to idle speculation,...

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