Maknyess… 4 u’r smile

Hhh…

Hmm...

Huft…

Oh, my dear!

UH Yogya, early March 2011

Aditya L Hadi

Honey

I swallow your honest

To erase a little madness

Come to me with broken wings

Saving me from uncertainty

You are shadow in the morning

Fastly moving in my dreaming

Just hear you

From my deepest world

Just seeing you

From my furthest sea

Just read yours

My life can be

Bigcity, 15^th of February 2011

Aditya L Hadi

Fear

A long a day

It comes without ask permission

I try to escape from this situation

To sink everything I’ve done

But zero that come

I look for great formula

To fix this think

Order to becalming

Mind of me which is circulating

Kotagede, 4 November 2010

Aditya L Hadi

Dear Teh Siti 220k

I swear to get you (in basket)

I swear to rouge you (in clapping your cheek)

I swear to kiss you (using shoe)

I swear to caress you (using sandpaper)

I swear to forgive you (in effort)

I swear in sweetest swear that I really newbie

Bigcity, the last February  2011

Aditya L Hadi

Box

I am sleeping inside the box

I can’t touch the blue sea

I just swim in the coffee sea

Lonely waiting you

In this box

Bored, tired

Facing this world

Bale café Yogyakarta,

14th of March 2010

Aditya L.Hadi

Analysis Synthesis a Short story part2

Suddenly I feel there are leaves that fall on my head. I rubbed and indeed I found the bright red leaves and beautiful. I see above, looks beautiful leaves falling. Fall hit my face. It was so conciliatory. Makes me hovering, flying high into the wild imaginations. Back I felt the peace that is so beautiful. I saw the right hand and my left, there are many trees with leaves decorated with beautiful colorful. Exposed to breezes so impressed leaves waving to me. Do not know what the intent of the leaves. So I approached one of the trees and asked respectfully, "what does it mean?" He was silent. Not one letter was issued. Also any one morpheme. So that makes my patience exhausted. 

I took the eraser and then I remove one of his beautiful leaf. She screamed hysterically, "Jangaan!". I was silent. Waiting for her reaction to the next. But he was also silent. We actually are equally silent. That sounds just a woman's soft voice. I do not know where it came from the voice. But I'm no stranger to the voice. If I now use a theory that I can from the bench that used to accompany me. This is not a random bench, because the bench this one together with the chair. And maybe because the person making this bench stingy, so only a very small seat. Ah, so forget want doing. Oh yeah? I will use that formula. The formula that is how I'd analyze who the owner had a soft voice. I started analysis with historical aspects. 

Indeed been a while I get used to the soft voice. Yes about a month lah. Once I remember, I found a place where I first heard the soft voice and reassuring it. The place is exactly located in the hall. Actually, the hallway was very dirty and dark.But thanks to the skill of the maker, so the hall was designed as such becomes a kind of a small palace, which flows beside the mountain spring water is so clear. Which removes the thirst of every traveler who stopped there. Front there is a very wide screen. So because it's so wide that the whole village would gather together to watch a world cup was very able. Well, that's the place I know for the first time that melodious voice. 

Analysis of the first aspect is I do. Then I tried to link the voice of the aspects of sociolinguistics. It turned out that the language used is not from the language of anger, let alone one who is upset. And this is the language used by people who are very close. It may be family, close friends, or maybe a boyfriend. It seems I can not remember who the owner is also the beautiful voice. Despite I forced to remember it.Also has all the formulas I use it. But it still would not go as well to remember. So I decided to open one eye a little. Somewhat vague and opaque at the beginning, but after two or three seconds, I can clearly see the faces of people who really loved me. I again closed my eyes a little one I opened earlier. I realized, it turns out I was dreaming. 

She shook me gently. He gently stroked my hair lovingly. Then he whispered, "Mas, already at four more ten-ya, let's wake up?". "Hmm ...", I replied without changing my body position one style goods. Now I know who the woman who has a beautiful voice that reassure nan. He was the greatest woman in my life after my mother. That's why? Because of him is that I can continue my struggle to survive in the field. He was the one who always motivated when facing hurdles. When exposure trials kept coming. 

Then he whispered again but with a little volume increased slightly, "Mas ...?!"."Hoohh ... hhmmm, yes the deck ...", I replied while getting out of bed to be greeted by her sweet smile. Sweet smile that did not get enough to always pleased me. Sweet smile which directly inject the spirit of burning body and soul into this. Sweet smile like a NOS that boost power a machine. No I forgot to say a prayer to his Maker for my chance because it can come back this early in the morning fresh air. The air that I use to stock in my struggle to continue the journey. Struggling amar nahi ma'ruf nahi munkar. Alhamdulillah. [] 

Analysis Synthesis a Short story part1

On the way home I saw a bunch of kids full of laughter. They're holding a kind of fruit kedondong, but the color is red. At the end it was no leash. This is the way home from where I bought this new car. Alhamdulillah, this time I can buy a new car that is good enough. The car that will accompany each trip struggle. And suddenly there was one of them threw it right in front of my car. Dduuaarr ...! There was a fairly loud explosion .And capable of startling. Until I njondel njegluk my luxurious car roof. Why do I say luxurious because I bought it from the showroom next to fields. Yes that's history. Well, the result of a loud noise was a real blast from the entity it is, causing the white smoke billowing up, and also a lot of paper flying around the car. The paper went dancing together - together with the morning dew.

When I try to see the children, they face plates only, without the slightest guilt. Grinned, yawned, and laughed off without any ties. And I see through the glass window, none of them opened the package and then blow it, be a sort of red-colored air balloons are so huge, so large until he was lifted by the balloon with her mouth still stuck on the end of the big balloon. He was flying - kites in the air. A little bit too long. Then the boy to escape and fell just above my car. Causing noise that caused dancing if it felt it carefully. I feel more like the sound of a melody that people beat the drum, when time of worship comes. .. .. Duk duk duk ... dudududuk! Very strange voice. More in deep the voice, the voice also found a small child crying, the sound of the train, helicopter sounds, and I think the most horrible sound, the sound of women crying. Hii ... 

Then go on my journey. This is my journey through an area. I'm also not so clear now this is where the region. But this area seems to have I passed. Ah, not so dizzy I thought about it. I step on the gas pedal with my new car without the slightest consideration, even without any prior analysis I think - about what the next impact. So after the wake, I feel a little dizzy. As it turns out the car's speed was so fast that I did not count with mature earlier, there is an incoming wheel my car into trench adjacent to the road, resulting in shaky my car, and did not move backwards again. A voice that sounded only surviving engine and wheels that spin pathetic. My car was like a beetle that fell backwards and he tried to turn around but never could, too. Exactly the same.So sad. Finally, by expressing his heart, I'm trying to get out of the car. And what happened? Crazy! They, people - people who ignore the street there is no me. Even a cursory look at course not! They seemed oblivious to my existence. I like being in the world are so different. World who had never met before. Well, if this story, I immediately ran to leave my new car which msih lying pathetic. I ran hard down the road that is wide enough of this. Kira - think about 8 meters wide road agency. Yes it is enough if you want to wear make ngetrek together. 

I pass old man who was enjoying the same old bicycle. Next there is the mother - a young mother holding a tiny baby on a motorcycle its matic who also tiny. And succeed I pass too. I added my speed, NOS button I press too, I like to get an injection of Andalusia horses. And finally a full-bodied young man who climbed the muscles that had metallic blue GTO is far ahead can I passed. Perhaps he often lift the barbell so that his body well build. Huh ... huh.. huh ... my breath start of breath, a little dizzy, then in a flash everything became white. Snow white as ever and I ate in the top of Himalayas. I felt a peace that is so beautiful. It never felt before. Now I see the blue water. Accompanied by white adjoining vast expanse of sand that stretches indefinitely. Umbrella roofs that are exposed waving sea breeze is so soft. There appears there was some good fish were jumping over the water. Many times I just jumped up to see white everywhere. 

my answer

yup. ok, in my opinion, our purpose in this life is looking for happiness, isn't it? it can be like having big house, having a nice ride, having a beautiful/handsome couple, having a great hobby, and many more. so, in this blog i try to share my experience, or other people's experience that show many thing fun and enjoyable.

what is our purpose in this life?

ya, that question above should be answered by us. so, now, for starting my blog, i will ask for all of the reader. what is your purpose in your life?