Para Penghapus Sejarah

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Ketika senja tiba dan matahari mulai terlahap kegelapan malam, sesosok mahkluk menyelinap di antaranya. Ia menapak di tanah, tidak seperti para peri yang memanfaatkan sayap mereka yang berkilau.

Ia mendatangi setiap rumah dan membisikkan sebuah cerita bohong tentang masa lalu. Ia membisikkan kata-kata itu setiap harinya sampai penduduk desa lupa akan cerita yang benar-benar terjadi. Mengabur bersamaan dengan datangnya fajar, tertinggal lewat asap-asap yang menguap dari telinga mereka. Para penghapus sejarah membawa asap-asap tersebut, meniupkannya ke lubang-lubang tanah di hutan atau palung-palung terdalam lautan.

Dan ketika matahari mulai meninggi, tidak ada yang tahu akan apa yang terjadi di masa lalu. Hanya gores-gores samar tentang cerita baru yang ditulis terbalik. Tentang pahlawan-pahlawan yang tidak berjasa, yang menyelinap untuk merapat cahaya. Tentang kejadian yang tidak bermakna. Tentang semua ingatan yang tidak akan kembali.

The Lost Child

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I didn’t grow up.

I am child who won’t grow up.

I fly.

I put dust into my feet and, just fly.

Sometimes I just jumped between buildings, finding myself up in the cloud.

I soar through the sky, between the stars and the constellation.

If you ask me why I’m still doing that. I just haven’t found the reason not to.

People always told you to grow up. Let me tell you this.

Tell them, never.

This Year

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You know, sometimes I live different life in my head. A thing that I playback once in a while when I’m alone or wishing things I didn’t have. That life has more drama, where I have 2 lifetime best friends, forming a band, and playing the piano. I play Billy Joel song like some kind of music prodigy. On my earlier life, I got into a car accident. I saved a life of a child stranger that one day, continuing my dream to race on The Amazing Race. He sends me an e-mail on my 26th birthday, telling me that he is now on Marocco. Completing the race for the final three spot of the show. I’ve been playing the same alternative life in my head for quite sometimes now. More than 10 years if I remembered correctly.

But no, my real life is quite normal life to live on. Less drama, less upbeat. I can’t play any music instruments and my favorite band is Blink182, there is nothing cool about that. I wouldn’t participate in any race because I’m not a sport fan. My knowledge about sport is only limited to the spectator bench. I am a proud commuter and got into traffic every day to go to work.

Yes, my life is quiet normal. But I do cherish my life. I believe that every single moment in my life happened for a reason. It is an honor to give meaning to each moment, to each second.

2 weeks after this, I will be turning 26. I’ve imagined my life turned 17, 20, 25, 40, and so on. But I’ve never imagined being 26. My Mom once said I couldn’t skip life to someplace I dream to be, I have to go certain steps to go there. Just because it isn’t symbolize enough, that doesn’t mean it’s not important. Last year, I get lucky to celebrate my birthday on my ultimate wanderlust, this year I want to celebrate my birthday with you :)

If there are two things that I love the most, it is words and colors. So, I want to ask for your help.

If you have any books/children books that you don’t use anymore or books you want to get rid of. Do send it to me. Any children books will be sort out and donate immediately to Taman Bacaan Pelangi. Any teen/adult book or etc. will be auctioned and you get to state the starting bid price. All benefits resulted from the auction will be given to Sahabat Anak to provide scholarship for the child.

In exchange to that, I will send you a small gratitude. For 25 people contribute the most (either with the most books donated, the most bid, or the biggest bid, etc), you will get this mini tote bag. You get to pick from 5 different designs. And for anyone who contributes to this cause, I will be sending you a random postcard with the same design.

I will be accepting book donation and held the auction for the entire October at http://books.uncletivo.com.

I am really looking forward to your hello.

Do help me spread the words and make your life more colorful :)

Contact me:
+628128439678
prisanti.putri@gmail.com
@prisantiputri

Send your book donation here:
Prisanti Putri
Jl Anggrek blok F4 no 9
Cinere, Depok
Jawa Barat
Indonesia
16514

And last thing, here a video to make your day. Have a nice day.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hh-o5g4tLVE

Picnic at The Arctic

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There may come a day when we have nothing left to say.
When the conversation stops and we’re facing our defeat.

When the time comes, let’s have a picnic at the Arctic.
On the cold winters or the cool summers.
Looking at the horizons, watching people falling in love with the stars.
Holding the paints, covering grounds with pastel colors.
It is the color of bliss.
Then, let’s just stay for a little while.

Persepsi

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Ada tempat-tempat yang tidak bertambah tua.

Ia abadi dalam ruang-ruang waktu.

Hanya kita yang merasa bertambah usia, hanya kita yang merasa telah berubah.

Memory can change the shape of a room; it can change the color of a car. And memories can be distorted. They’re just an interpretation, they’re not a record, and they’re irrelevant if you have the facts.

Leonard Shelby