There is a memoir that I wouldn’t forgat it and conscious me about the base of motivation to handling this life with correctly and smoothly. Before I’ve met them I always thought that life likes water flowing on the river with no dramatically current bring the water to the goal without struggling the wave and hit the coral. Indeed, the stream teaching us about the philosophy of struggle the bar with passion, purity, honesty, strengthens and purposes for long life human being that we never realize.
The story’s begin when I went back home to my lovely city Cianjur. On that day, the bus is very full of passenger until no empty sit anymore, it’s compulsory causing me to stand up for a long while of course, with safety services badly with no handle tool that we can used. And then the executive bus passing my bus with greatly, I just could sight the view with long deep breath and said “ Bye bye my lovely sit…” until it disappear This situation’s not making me feel down exactly, I realize it when the terribly faces caught from my friends. But relief, this state is not in continually phase, suddenly people getting off one by one and also giving me and my friend a space to take a sit with comfortable I guess, for that moment could be sit is the one thing that more bigger we had than ever thing in this world.
In that moment, there is an old woman sitting over side of me, wearing the brown long dresses (Gamis) with the same veil color bearing some bag with full of some goodies, maybe she would give to her grandchild as care of them and declare that she’s getting a lonely. But suddenly she’s breaking the bus noises with opening the conversation with asking me about the activities that I always do such as where I come from, my college, my job etc. And she liked very interesting when I told my job, where I lived and kinds of thing that I always doing in my life made her admired me. Until I had opportunity to ask her the same questioned, and it’s my turn to admire her, she had a great great experiences that made me surprised and never guess it. She was college in UNPAD with the major subject is Russian’s literature in 1963, and in 1964 she had to move out from UNPAD because the government has made strictly rules in decentralization to control the students in order to avoid them from developing communism. If they wanted to continue their study, they can move down in UI but of course with much extremely strict. Maybe, the government had charmingly round their eyes for young people spirit to made this world much better but on the wrong line, especially students from Bandung who always spoken hard to critics the government’s ability. For a while I didn’t understand why all the students had been centering of communist advances until she gave me the answer that i never imagine before that their lecturer is Russian with the whole learning books straight coming from Russia too, with almost part of the book’s author are the extremist communist leader Karl Marx and Lenin which dramatically fell down by their own follower. Her answer made me understand perfectly. But never stopping me to ask more with excited. I asked her “Are you still continue your study even though the political situation more even harder?” and she answered it with smiled in her old face, “Do you think I should continue or not?” she asking me back with the question that made me had to think deeply and I tried to answer “I don’t know…I confused, because there’s so many consideration that I have to consider.” And she said “On that day I had the same mind with you my dear, many of consideration. But of course I finally found the solution. I can figure out with teaching in Taman Siswa Bandung, my family recommended it. But of course there is no Russian language in there, so I taught English Language. My family worrying me connected with the Communist paradigm that being Indonesian enemy until now.” When she said English language, I got more interested and wondering maybe she can share about it, my motivation increasing with highly to learn English much better. And she remembered that how it is difficult to defend her self to live alone in the capital city that she never knew before. Especially she is a young woman. And she also told me that there’s another major subject was watched strictly in UI too is Mandarin. I unconsciously that our conversation will be nearing the end, before we get separated she gave me an advise about hard working, the spirit that she never let go and of course she taught me a little Russian language that made me curious to learn Russian language more.
The conversation is stopped when the bus appealed her district, too bad. The time seems like rolling down quickly and make me disappointed because there is still much experiences that she not yet give to share with me especially in English language. And I gave her some parting words “Good bye, be careful and I hope we will meet again some how, some day, see you…..” and she answered “ Me too darling, bye..bye…” When I saw her face from the bus window, I feel she look like my grandma with her manner, spirit and her attitude But poor of mine, I forgot asking her name and hurry up chasing her but too late the bus is going to move and the old woman being disappear with untrace. I feel so badly with the great regret, why I always do this when I meet a new people that make me excited, badly habit that harmfully me, I have to change it what ever do. And the story still continued, with another person and another stories about life. And still I made the same mistaken? To be continued…….
Spirit of Independence Day
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