Orang Luar : Hahaha...
Orang-orang : Kenapa?
Orang Luar : Tak sangka ada orang bodoh macam diorang ni!
Orang-orang : Suke sebab orang lain bodoh?
Orang Luar : When people around you look stupid, you’ll look brilliant.
Orang-orang : Siapa diorang?
Orang Luar : Adik-beradik dua orang tu laa…
Merekalah si kakak; Indonesia dan si adik; Malaysia. Mereka selalu bertengkar dan cemburu terhadap diri masing-masing, tapi kenyataannya mereka tak dapat berpisah. Mereka perlukan satu sama lain.
Sejak zaman perjuangan mendapatkan kemerdekaan lagi, adik-beradik ni dah mula bertelagah. Si kakak kata, jangan pergi, yang adik nak bawa haluan sendiri. Si pengadu domba mula memasang jarum dan jerat, akhirnya si adik pergi membawa diri. Kakak marah, tapi apa boleh buat. Dasar adik keras kepala.
Hidup diteruskan. Mereka berhubung lagi masa ke masa, kadang saling tolong-menolong, bertukar cerita dan bersatu pendapat, tapi seperti ada kerenggangan bila mengingat sejarah masa lalu.
Kakak yang awalnya senang dan teguh, tiba-tiba krisis ekonomi melanda dan efeknya cukup besar buat si kakak. Si adik juga terkena tempiasnya, tapi tidak tau kenapa dia bangkit kembali, dan malah lebih berjaya dari kakaknya. Adik makin lupa diri, malah terkadang menganggap kakaknya lebih rendah dari dirinya.
Akhir-akhir ini bara lama menyala kembali. Hal-hal kecil saja dapat menimbulkan rasa marah si kakak yang sensitif. Maklumlah, orang agak berumur memang begitu. Si adik pula acuh tak acuh, menganggap kakaknya cuma membesar-besarkan kerana cemburu dengan dirinya.
Pulau Ambalat, Lagu Rasa Sayang, Manohara, sedikit demi sedikit semakin memanaskan dada si kakak. Sudahlah dia lupa diri, nak ambil pula yang dia tinggalkan dulu. Padahal bagi si adik, itukan memang miliknya dari dulu. Lagipun, kakak dah ada banyak pulau, kenapa kisah sangat pasal yang satu (Ambalat) ni?
”Manohara..”, kata si adik, ”alah, itukan masalah rumah tangga orang. Tak payahlah kita masuk campur…”.
“Eh, masalahnya raja kamu tu mendera rakyat kami!” sangkal si kakak.
Akui saja. Kalau ada rakyat kita dibunuh di negara orang lain oleh rakyat negara tu, kita juga akan berang. Tapi itu kes bunuh, memanglah patut. Cuma dalam kes ni, si adik kenalah faham, kakak awak ni sensitif. Si kakak pun, janganlah sebab nyamuk seekor, langsung kelambu dibakar. Cuba bawa bincang.
Kalian adik-beradik, macam mana benci dan banyaknya dendam, air dicincang tak akan putus. Sedar tak yang semua ni hanyalah propaganda luar yang mau kalian bercerai-berai supaya tak lagi bekerjasama, sebagai satu rumpun Melayu dan sebagai saudara seIslam. Sebab mereka tau kalianlah yang paling kuat. Malaysia merupakan salah satu negara Islam termaju dan Indonesia pula negara dengan penganut agama Islam yang paling ramai di dunia.
Hilangkan salah faham dan iri hati. Jatuhkan ego dan rasa lebih baik. Kalian asalnya sama. Harusnya kalian lebih memahami kerana asal yang sama, sifat yang mirip, dan pegangan yang satu.
Mari raikan PERSAMAAN untuk PENYATUAN.
Jadikan PERBEZAAN serta PERBEDAAN suatu KEKUATAN.
Catatan penulis : Saya menggunakan perkataan ’kalian’ dan bukannya ’kita’ walaupun saya sebahagian dari ’kalian’, sebagai cara menunjukkan sifat neutral dan tidak berat kepada mana-mana pihak. Sebagai warganegara Malaysia yang menuntut ilmu di Indonesia, saya merasa terpanggil untuk menyeru penyatuan dua negara yang saya cintai.
IMAN NAILAH 2009
noradrenaline2001@yahoo.com
Friday, June 26, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Masalah Selain Cinta
Tak habis2 lagu cinta.
Punyalah banyak topik nak bincangkan…cinta jugak dia nak jadikan lagu.
Teman tapi mesra, aku mau mendekatimu, apakah dia pujaan hatiku, ku yakin kaulah yang satu...
Cintaku bukan cinta biasa, aku akan tetap setia, kau saja dalam hatiku, aku mencintaimu apa adanya…
Aku cinta padamu, aku rindukanmu, aku mahu bersamamu, akan kugenggam tanganmu selalu, kuperlukan belaianmu…
Cinta itu indah, warna-warna cinta, bagai dalam syurga dunia,
Aku bosan denganmu, kita tak serasi lagi, cintaku rapuh, maafkan aku tak lagi mencintaimu...
Ayuh selingkuh, ada yang lebih ku cinta, kutunggu jandamu, selingkuh itu asyik juga ya...
Kenapa kita berpisah, aku tak dapat melupakanmu, sampai hati kau lukakan hatiku, hati ini menangis…
Memang banyak rupanya kita boleh cakap kalau pasal cinta. Sampai kiamat pun tak selesai. Tapi adakah tentang itu je kita nak bincangkan sampai kiamat nanti?
Punyalah banyak masalah. Kalau nak buat lagu pasal masalah, rasanya satu hari boleh cipta 20 buah lagu.
Masalah bangun pagi.
Masalah krisis air.
Masalah rokok.
Masalah pencemaran udara.
Masalah pemanasan global.
Masalah kebersihan alam sekitar.
Masalah macet.
Masalah tak tepat waktu.
Masalah rasuah.
Masalah kerosakan akhlak.
Masalah wabak H1N1.
Masalah di Palestin.
Masalah virus di komputer.
Masalah kemiskinan.
Masalah Manohara.
Sejengkel-jengkel aku dengan kes manohara, boleh tahan lagi kot kalau korang buat lagu tentang Manohara. At least, korang kaji dan fikir-fikirkan masalah ni. Bukan sekadar bergosip tanpa asas.
Wahai insan khalifah di dunia, tolonglah berfikir! Silakan guna minda anda yang sangat berkuasa untuk jadikan dunia ini lebih baik. Bangunlah setiap hari mencari suatu masalah dan cuba lakukan sesuatu untuk selesaikan. Sangat simple, for example:
Masalah utama : Pencemaran alam.
Huraian masalah : Terlalu banyak sampah di Makassar.
Penyebab : Orang buang sampah merata-rata.
Penyelesaian : Jangan buang sampah merata-rata.
What can I do : Lepas ni saya MESTI buang sampah di tempat sampah.
Mungkin kamu saja takkan dapat menyelesaikan masalah tersebut, tapi kalau semua orang berfikir seperti kamu, mungkin jumlah sampah dapat dikurangi sebanyak 10%.
Cukuplah, sudah-sudahlah berfikir tentang masalah cinta. Cinta yang teguh tak mengurangi jumlah rakyat yang menganggur, air mata kecewa akibat cinta takkan menemukan penawar penyakit infeksi H1N1.
Cinta memang indah, tapi indah bukan cuma datang dari cinta (manusia).
Punyalah banyak topik nak bincangkan…cinta jugak dia nak jadikan lagu.
Teman tapi mesra, aku mau mendekatimu, apakah dia pujaan hatiku, ku yakin kaulah yang satu...
Cintaku bukan cinta biasa, aku akan tetap setia, kau saja dalam hatiku, aku mencintaimu apa adanya…
Aku cinta padamu, aku rindukanmu, aku mahu bersamamu, akan kugenggam tanganmu selalu, kuperlukan belaianmu…
Cinta itu indah, warna-warna cinta, bagai dalam syurga dunia,
Aku bosan denganmu, kita tak serasi lagi, cintaku rapuh, maafkan aku tak lagi mencintaimu...
Ayuh selingkuh, ada yang lebih ku cinta, kutunggu jandamu, selingkuh itu asyik juga ya...
Kenapa kita berpisah, aku tak dapat melupakanmu, sampai hati kau lukakan hatiku, hati ini menangis…
Memang banyak rupanya kita boleh cakap kalau pasal cinta. Sampai kiamat pun tak selesai. Tapi adakah tentang itu je kita nak bincangkan sampai kiamat nanti?
Punyalah banyak masalah. Kalau nak buat lagu pasal masalah, rasanya satu hari boleh cipta 20 buah lagu.
Masalah bangun pagi.
Masalah krisis air.
Masalah rokok.
Masalah pencemaran udara.
Masalah pemanasan global.
Masalah kebersihan alam sekitar.
Masalah macet.
Masalah tak tepat waktu.
Masalah rasuah.
Masalah kerosakan akhlak.
Masalah wabak H1N1.
Masalah di Palestin.
Masalah virus di komputer.
Masalah kemiskinan.
Masalah Manohara.
Sejengkel-jengkel aku dengan kes manohara, boleh tahan lagi kot kalau korang buat lagu tentang Manohara. At least, korang kaji dan fikir-fikirkan masalah ni. Bukan sekadar bergosip tanpa asas.
Wahai insan khalifah di dunia, tolonglah berfikir! Silakan guna minda anda yang sangat berkuasa untuk jadikan dunia ini lebih baik. Bangunlah setiap hari mencari suatu masalah dan cuba lakukan sesuatu untuk selesaikan. Sangat simple, for example:
Masalah utama : Pencemaran alam.
Huraian masalah : Terlalu banyak sampah di Makassar.
Penyebab : Orang buang sampah merata-rata.
Penyelesaian : Jangan buang sampah merata-rata.
What can I do : Lepas ni saya MESTI buang sampah di tempat sampah.
Mungkin kamu saja takkan dapat menyelesaikan masalah tersebut, tapi kalau semua orang berfikir seperti kamu, mungkin jumlah sampah dapat dikurangi sebanyak 10%.
Cukuplah, sudah-sudahlah berfikir tentang masalah cinta. Cinta yang teguh tak mengurangi jumlah rakyat yang menganggur, air mata kecewa akibat cinta takkan menemukan penawar penyakit infeksi H1N1.
Cinta memang indah, tapi indah bukan cuma datang dari cinta (manusia).
IMAN NAILAH 2009
noradrenaline2001@yahoo.com
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Monyet yang Memakai Mesensefalonnya
Pada suatu hari, ada seorang pemburu sedang asyik menujukan senapang patahnya ke arah seekor burung yang cantik. Burung cantik itu sedang leka bertenggek di atas dahan pohon. Dengan begitu teruja, pemburu itu pun melepaskan tembakan. Rupa-rupanya bidikannya tidak tepat. Burung itu terkejut dan terus terbang melarikan diri. Peluru dari senapang pemburu mengenai seekor monyet yang sedang menyusukan anaknya di atas pokok. Terlepaslah si anak monyet dari pegangan ibunya dan jatuh ke tanah. Sang ibu monyet yang sedang berdarah merangkak-rangkak mendapatkan anaknya yang masih bayi. Ia terus menyusukan anaknya sampai ia menghembus nafasnya yang terakhir.
Komen:
Menurut Freud (pakar psikologi), mamalia mempunyai otak tingkat kedua setelah manusia iaitu mesensefalon yang mampu merasa kasih dan sayang biarpun tak mampu berfikir. Berbeza dengan tingkat paling rendah yang dimiliki haiwan seperti buaya: batang otak yang hanya mempunyai daya "fight or flight"; hanya tahu makan, tidur dan mengawan. Monyet ini membuktikan teori ini benar bagi pihak mamalia, tapi tak begitu tepat bila melihat ada manusia yang sanggup membunuh manusia lain untuk makan. Kerjanya pembunuh upahan, atau memang seorang 'cannibal' yang kononnya tak mampu hidup tanpa daging manusia. Satu lagi contoh cliché adalah ibu yang membunuh anaknya. Sedih kan ia dah jadi suatu cliché, dah terlalu umum. Mungkin mereka hanya punya batang otak. Kasihan kan.
IMAN NAILAH 2009
noradrenaline2001@yahoo.com
Sunday, June 7, 2009
The Kite Runner; The Novel
“For you, a thousand times over,” Amir said to Sohrab. With that, Amir was the happiest man in the snowy park of San Francisco.
The theme of the pleasure of giving is one of the best message delivered in “The Kite Runner” wrote by Khaled Hosseini. Friendship, love, guilt, fear, betrayal and salvation, hope and faith, cruelty and punishment are the other themes brought by the author. In the beginning, we were introduced to the main character Amir, an Afghan who migrated to the U.S, struggling with the guilt he hides for more than 25 years. With the call from Rahim Khan, a long time friend from Kabul, we were brought back to his childhood life where he live with his wealthy father and two loyal servants of a Hazara man name Ali and his son, Hassan who becomes his only best friend.
He treats Hassan like his toy, he plays with him and become the place he shows his compassion. As they play and grow together he learns how he like the company of Hassan, but in the same time he envy him for having the potential his father hopes in a son. He craves for his father’s affection, wanting his attention all for himself. One day, his fear made him betray Hassan and he made his only best friend leave with his father, not knowing that that would be the last time they see each other.
The story returns to the present and the image of that day still clear as the river. His cowardice has now become a big stone that covers his guilt. He’s now already an adult with a beautiful wife named Soraya, a good life as a writer and most important far from his long left but unforgettable sin. Now he was asked to go back to the place he most feared, to face it all again.
“There is a way to be good again”, said Rahim Khan. That sentence brought Amir back to Kabul, thinking he is visiting a sick old friend. Then everything gets 360 degrees when the truth is revealed. Hassan had been killed and he left a son. Now he has to retrieve the son from the Taliban whom had dominated the Afghan society. He hesitated and gave excuses, but the biggest truth is then revealed – he and Hassan are half-brothers.
How it ends? You have to read it yourself. The book had been first published in 2003 and the film adaptation had been made in 2007 if I'm not mistaken. Comparing both, I say the book maybe should just stay as a novel. There's no way the film can match up as emotional and as beautiful as the book. No offence to the film-maker, it's just that the story is so rich, cutting and simpling it up makes the story lose it's strength point.
I see Khaled Hosseini’s great quality is in the way he describe every plot of his story. He made believe like we are really experiencing the conflict, feeling all the emotion and the intensity. The characters were well built, as we get to know every person in depth without exaggeratedly described. I can easily absorb the development and the climaxes of the story even though many flashbacks technique were used in the book. Maybe in some plot can be easily predicted, but for me it still leaves a great impact.
I can say that the best persona of the book is the story itself. Maybe I rarely read novels, but I read short stories and watch a lot of movies. The story was extraordinary as it brought a simple theme but use a unique background and culture. Using a real current issue and event, the story seems real and poignant, yet it is so fresh; you had never heard something like it before.
-IMAN NAILAH 2009-
The theme of the pleasure of giving is one of the best message delivered in “The Kite Runner” wrote by Khaled Hosseini. Friendship, love, guilt, fear, betrayal and salvation, hope and faith, cruelty and punishment are the other themes brought by the author. In the beginning, we were introduced to the main character Amir, an Afghan who migrated to the U.S, struggling with the guilt he hides for more than 25 years. With the call from Rahim Khan, a long time friend from Kabul, we were brought back to his childhood life where he live with his wealthy father and two loyal servants of a Hazara man name Ali and his son, Hassan who becomes his only best friend.
He treats Hassan like his toy, he plays with him and become the place he shows his compassion. As they play and grow together he learns how he like the company of Hassan, but in the same time he envy him for having the potential his father hopes in a son. He craves for his father’s affection, wanting his attention all for himself. One day, his fear made him betray Hassan and he made his only best friend leave with his father, not knowing that that would be the last time they see each other.
The story returns to the present and the image of that day still clear as the river. His cowardice has now become a big stone that covers his guilt. He’s now already an adult with a beautiful wife named Soraya, a good life as a writer and most important far from his long left but unforgettable sin. Now he was asked to go back to the place he most feared, to face it all again.
“There is a way to be good again”, said Rahim Khan. That sentence brought Amir back to Kabul, thinking he is visiting a sick old friend. Then everything gets 360 degrees when the truth is revealed. Hassan had been killed and he left a son. Now he has to retrieve the son from the Taliban whom had dominated the Afghan society. He hesitated and gave excuses, but the biggest truth is then revealed – he and Hassan are half-brothers.
How it ends? You have to read it yourself. The book had been first published in 2003 and the film adaptation had been made in 2007 if I'm not mistaken. Comparing both, I say the book maybe should just stay as a novel. There's no way the film can match up as emotional and as beautiful as the book. No offence to the film-maker, it's just that the story is so rich, cutting and simpling it up makes the story lose it's strength point.
I see Khaled Hosseini’s great quality is in the way he describe every plot of his story. He made believe like we are really experiencing the conflict, feeling all the emotion and the intensity. The characters were well built, as we get to know every person in depth without exaggeratedly described. I can easily absorb the development and the climaxes of the story even though many flashbacks technique were used in the book. Maybe in some plot can be easily predicted, but for me it still leaves a great impact.
I can say that the best persona of the book is the story itself. Maybe I rarely read novels, but I read short stories and watch a lot of movies. The story was extraordinary as it brought a simple theme but use a unique background and culture. Using a real current issue and event, the story seems real and poignant, yet it is so fresh; you had never heard something like it before.
-IMAN NAILAH 2009-
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