Something called LIFE

A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the gem of their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for office so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. His wife, preoccupied in the kitchen totally forgot the matter. The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the

bottle fascinated by its color and drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child

collapsed the mother hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband. When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just five words.

 

 

 

QUESTIONS :

1. What were the five words ?

2. What is the implication of this story?

ANSWER :

The husband just said "I am with you Darling"

The husband's totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behavior. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point

in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he had taken time to keep the bottle away, this would not have happened.. No one is to be blamed. She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her.

If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world. "A journey of a thousand miles

begins with a single step". Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness, and fears. And you will find things are

actually not as difficult as you think.

MORAL OF THE STORY:

This story is really worth reading. ..... Sometimes we spend time in asking who is responsible or whom to blame, whether in a relationship,

Good friends are not that easy to find

GooD

 FriendS

Good Friends Are Hard To Find.

Good Friends Are Easy To Love.

Good Friends Are Presents That

Last Forever And That Feel

Like Gifts From Above

Good Friends Are One In A Million.

Good Friends Are Stories To Share.

Good Friends Know The Path To Your

Happiness, And They Walk With You

All The Way There.

Good Friends Are Lives Overlapping.

Good Friends Are Laughter And Tears.

Good Friends Are Emotions So Deep

That The Trust Just Keeps Growing

Over The Years.

Good Friends Are Hard To Find.

Good Friends Are Easy To Adore.

Happy Ied Mubarak

Selamat Merayakan Hari raya idul Fitri 1430 H kawan,,,

semoga kita semua dapat mendapatkan faedah dari hari nan suci ini...

Mohon maaf kalau selama ini Nhira ada salah...

Ya Allah, Nhira tahu kok kalau Allah sayang Nhira

Bener kok, aku tahu kalau Allah sayang ma aku…

bahkan beberapa kali disaat aku nggak dapetin apa yang aku pengen, aku tahu kalau itu bukan rezekiku dan soon aku dapat sesuatu yang ngebuat aku nggak menyesal karena aku gak dapat apa yang aku pengen itu..

right,,,sounds too complicated perhaps…

tapi emang dari dulu aku udah ngerasain ini…beneran deh,,

mungkin ini salah satu bentuk defence mechanism aku kali yah?

tapi sih aku mikirnya, kalau emang ini baik buat aku kedepannya..

why should i bothered??

jadi inget dulu,,,

pas aku gak dapat keinginanku buat beli kaset westlife di lapak jualan banjarmasin,,,SUMPAH aku sedih banget (it was such a big deal for me,,-mind u i was in my 4th/5th year of elementary school- cuz i was westlife’s huge fans) tapi kemudian pas liburan di banjarmasin itu berakhir, aku akhirnya dibeliin kaset westlife di toko kaset bonafit.

yang akhirnya aku sadar kalau dulu beli kasetnya di lapak2 itu, tuh kaset blom tentu asli n pasti cepet banget rusak kalau aku nyetel kasetnya pake di rewind ma forward mulu…

beberapa tahun kemudian,,,

saat aku udah jadi mahasiswi semester 2 psikologi, aku apply buat jadi panitia pemandu PRK 08…

jujur,,,aku PENGEEEN BANGET buat keterima jadi pemandu.

karena niat untuk jadi pemandu udah terpatri di benak aku semenjak aku masuk jadi maba psikologi 07.

jadilah aku ikutin tesnya,,,n saat pengumuman terlihatlah bahwa nama wahyu nhira utami tidak lolos menjadi pemandu..

kecewa???

SO PASTI….

bohong kalau nggak..

sempet ada rasa jealous kenapa aku gak lolos?

tapi kemudian,,aku bilang ma diri aku sendiri “bukan rezeki kamu nhira”

n yupp…i believe in that sentence!!

kenapa yah aku nrimo banget?? (pertanyaan ini sempat terlintas)

yang aku pikirin adalah…

i have got SO MUCH blessing from Allah

n if God doesnt give me what i want now,,

suppose it isn’t meant to be mine..

God has something behind this “failure”

n it’s true…

setelah aku gak keterima jadi panitia PRK itu,

aku mulai menjalani hari layaknya biasa,,

siap-siap buat cabcus ke samarinda buat LIBURAN

tepat pas satu hari sebelum aku terbang ke samarinda,,

aku dapat sms dari senior aku di afs yogya n dia nawarin aku untuk jadi PJ hosting’s welcome orie…

n akhirnya inilah yang jadi jembatan aku buat jadi koordinator hosting di kepengurusan afs jogja 2008-2010

n now,,,i’m having a new family…

temen2 pengurus afs emang the best,,,

dengan jadi pengurus afs, aku jadi bisa mingle dengan lebih nyantai n enak ma anak2 afs n tentunya senior2 afs…

pheeww,,,,

n berkat aku gak keterima itulah,,,

aku bisa liburan dengan tenang…

n as the time goes by,,aku malah gak mikirin masalah gak keterimanya aku di PRK…

n sekarang adalah kejadian kenapa akhirnya aku nulis ini…

jadi tuh,,minggu lalu aku daftar buat jadi asisten praktikum OW..

sebenernya cuma sekedar coba-coba,,,

biar keren…hahaha

tapi gak urung aku berharap aku keterima…

kemaren, temenku bilang kalau namaku gak ada di list yang keterima asisten OW…

kecewa?? he eh…

tapi aku juga rada bersyukur..

karena semester ini kan aku ambil mata kuliah tes intelegensi..

n itu mata kuliah, ada praktikumnya 1 minggu 2 x cuy…

ohhhh my god!!!

trus tadi aku juga ditawarin buat ikutan PKM tentang multiple intelligence…

waw,,,,aku emang tertarik ikutan PKM siih…

hhhhh,,,,see Nhira???

Allah sayang ma kamu…

makanya dia ngarahin kamu buat sesuatu yang (mungkin) emang jalan terbaik buat kamu…

Ya Allah,,,terus bimbing nhira yah…

siapa lagi yang bisa bimbing nhira selain Allah?

My (silly) flashback today

i dont know what’s going on with me (or my mind) today…

it’s just so weird though,,,

when i was in my behavior modification class, i had a “blank space” for about a minute,,

n my mind jumped into a memory which happened (about) 2 years ago…

soon, i figured that i was standing in the front of the park beside Albany Public Library…

i could see the green park with the flowers surrounds…

i could even feel my feet on the grass…

then all of the sudden,,, my beautiful mind landed me on this beautiful reality again…

(when i realized what was happening,,,i could do nothing but shook my head -dizzy-)

albany public library

time moved so slowly…

cant really remember when it was,

but soon all i could see was a street near the dog rock,,just 100m away from the fish n chips cafe…

i saw an old man, standing beside his orange camp chair

waited for the kids who wants to cross the street…

he walked 5 steps forward,,,

stretched his both arms n let the kids crossed the street…

the kids (including me), crossed the road happily while carrying our heavy backpack n said “Thank you so much…”

soon,,,i was back into my reality again…

here i was,,,sitting on my university chair

dunno what exactly going on today (n said to my self “hmmm,,,that was weird,,,”)

dog rock

still couldnt figure when it was,,,

but all of the sudden, i imagined that i was heading up to an estate near ASHS..

the only thing i could remembered was my mum’s direction

just follow the other student,,,they’re heading to the town

so i did…

as soon as i was out of my food production class,,i followed most of the student’s direction…

they went to the arterial road,, so be it…

i followed them…

went up the little hills,,,

all i could see was just lots n lots of cute little houses on my left n right side,,,

i couldnt even see any cafe or something that could show me any “town civilazation”

Oooow,,,,I’m LOST..I’m perfectly sure..

i made a quick decision,,,instead of keep going forward,,i decided to turn left..

heading down the hills,,,

asked couple of people

excuse me, can u show me where the town is?

Oooh,,,just keep walking dear…in the end of this street, there’s a crossroads, just keep walking forward,,,

you wont miss it…

i couldnt make it to the town,,,cuz i was finally sucked up to the september 7th 2009…

town of albany

n finally,,,

when i broke my fasting (iftar) today on pizza hut,,

my cousin ordered double platter (the nugget thing n wedges)…

when i had that delicious looking wedges (n they were as delicious as it looked)

suddenly this (crazy) beautiful mind took me to the shop at Williams…

i realized that i was standing in the front of the food heater,,,

looked at the nice delicious looking wedges with my bright hungry eyes…

My God,,,that must be really nice

n huup,,,,that delicious looking wedges was finally in my mouth,,,

i bited it slowly, tried to enjoy its every bites n then i saw my cousin’s face…

williams bus stop

hhhh,,,,very odd though…

soon i realized that i was in albany,,,

n another seconds…VOILA,,,,,i’m back on my life in Yogyakarta…

i dont know what’s happening today,,,

odd??? it was bloody odd…

but hell,,,

i dont even know what’s going on…

i think it’s just because i miss Albany so much,,,

well,,,probably it’s about the time for me to come n visit Albany again…

Hmmm,,,,,Amin….

my albany

ternyata aku….

ternyata aku ngefek segitunya yah ke orang-orang???

aku baru sadar itu beberapa jam lalu…

itupun karena 1 temen aku yang bilang langsung…

selama ini aku mencoba ngejalanin hidup aku baik2 aja,,,

tanpa pengen nyakitin atau ngebuat orang gak enak apalagi terintimidasi ma apa yang aku lakuin…

tapi emang manusia itu SANGAT MENARIK…

otak-otak para manusia itu terlalu kreatif,,,

mikirin apa yang seharusnya gak penting buat dipikirin apalagi dijadiin beban.

tapi itu tadi,,,

manusia itu SANGATLAH MENARIK…

apa yang seorang nhira anggap penting,,,

belum tentu dianggap orang lain penting…

pantes aja disaat aku heboh dikala Jikustik tayang di TV, teman-temanku yang lain hanya menggelengkan kepala dan mengacuhkan Jikustikku yang sangat keren itu (menurutku)….

pantas saja disaat aku senang mendapatkan boneka dora,,,yang lain hanya memandangku seakan aku adalah anak kecil…

apa yang orang lain anggap penting bagi mereka,,,

belum tentu seorang nhira anggap penting…

ketika mereka sibuk memikirkan bagaimana caranya tampil cantik dengan make up,,,

aku malah mengacuhkan pembicaraan itu…

phew,,,manusia dengan semua kemenarikannya…

apalagi yang harus aku tanyakan??

bukankah pak koen pernah berkata…

pertanyaan yang kita tanyakan haruslah berhenti disaat jawaban orang tersebut berkaitan dengan (salah satunya) nilai yang dianut…

nilai aku dan nilai mereka berbeda…

lalu apakah harus terjadi baku hantam?

haruskah ada perang mulut?

yang ada hanyalah DIAM…

aku dan kamu tidaklah saling mengerti satu sama lain…

aku bertingkah begini,,,karena itu apa adanya aku…

aku melakukan apa yang aku lakukan karena aku tahu itulah satu-satunya cara buat aku untuk terus survive…

aku tahu gimana n seberapa kemampuan aku…

salahkah kalau aku mengakali keterbatasan ku?

aku pikir tidak…

dan bukan bermaksud untuk kasar ataupun tak empati padamu…

tapi aku melakukan ini bukan untuk siapa-siapa…

melainkan hanya untukku, keluargaku dan cita-citaku…

aku tak melakukan kesalahan…

aku tak merugikan siapapun,,,

kecuali mungkin membuatmu terintimidasi secara tak sadar,,,

MAAFkan aku…

karena itulah aku…

n i have no regrets…

the thing u have to know is…

there’s no need to feel threatened by me…

cuz i wont do any harm to you…

F A M I L Y

Are you aware that if we got sick after doing all those hard works,
the company that we are working for would only say "Oow, that's a pity"
But the family that we left behind will stay beside our bed,
taking a good care of us, feed us and love us?


Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company
that we are working for could easily replace us in
a matter of days.
But the family we left behind will feel the loss
for the rest of their lives.



And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
into work than into our own family,
an unwise investment indeed,
don't you think?


even tough you are far from your family,,,
even tough you are quiet busy,,,
even tough you are quiet exhausted..
you have no excuse to not contact them pretty often..

you know, there's no any better home you can run into
except the home where your family live in...


get your phone on..
call the,,text them,,email them,,anything you could..
Just to say hi, ask how they are going, n hear their soft voices..


cuz once they're gone,,
you will have no time to do it anymore..
so,,be wise!!

Last but not the least,,
Do you know what the word FAMILY means?

FAMILY = FATHER AND MOTHER I LOVE YOU

my greatest parents...

my amazing parents...