Life is indeed shaped by series of small desicions
Most importantly, real “life” is shaped by how much it is lead by your heart
And I am really overwhelmed when connecting the dots of that small desicions through out 2010.
This year is amazing, and this is, believe me, not a self congratulating statement
Nor it is a feel-good opinion.
It is a mere gratitude of how much such gift is given through so many people, circumstances…
And most of all,,,through the grace of God that puts everyhing together
As if everything was just a luck despite the saying “no such thing as luck”
It was started in Pizza el Bira,,,
An ordinary new year with ordinary people that you’d miss the most when things get different.
Then it took me to the Land of the Lions,
Where my eyes were wide-opened to what brains and minds can do to change ur path,
Did not quite appreciate it until november when similar geographic gift resulted in different path
The path of under development and worrisome.
In the middle, the dumbledore suit was finally wore
Marking the four year effort trying to understand how the hell this world is working
Added by a minute-setting foot on the spotlight of U o T,
Aah,,,another representation without clear results. Fun it was though.
I know it was sort of a waste of time, for the world is better seen and felt “live”, not imagined
Or may be it was just me.
But the tittle was dedicated to my parents, whose support and examples paved my ways
then the feeling of that small wisma at Fatmawati with more than 100 students shrink myself
knowing that you are helping a bigger dream of someone else does effect you, a lot
I am regretting the fact that I can’t see those privileged and lucky Indonesians coming back
Though I know their efforts will go through, and we will all come home to that Limau house
Then now,,,the land on the water,,,why am i here again?
Stay foolish, Job foolishly said, and i hope he is right
Or it is early 20’s confusion, some might say.
I don’t know where this will lead me into,,,nor i think i should know.
Leaving people and individual whom I love backhome adds the blurry prospect
But this is not a long goodbye I am sure, although someone keeps assuring me that we’ll never know
2010 is clearly one of the year to remember
For it is not measured by how many breath I took everyday,
But how many things that took my breath away
Or so it was said by a lady at Toronto Convention Center.
Just when your heart juggles between a risk and a settle, go for a risk. I hope this will all worth-doing when I’ll look back.
patryapratama
