ABOUT LIFE..

"Master, I was tired of life. It's really saturated," said the People We today, "Fesbukan too dull for long. Can boyfriend really love and ngertiin think, but, the edges are possessive and jealous, too. My job is not challenging . Got one aja president not clear. Where politicians ja ... uh more shit from the asshole. There are no new ideas, from the first sunrise from the east and sets in the west. bright noon sun appears, uh, turn dark night, the sun even hide, ... I want to die alone taste, but wanted to commit suicide into wells, the well pump, hiks! " The Teacher, as usual in fairy tales laying, smiling wisely, "Oh, you're sick ,..." "No Master, I am not sick. I'm healthy, nih medical records from doctors yesterday ,..." The People We insisted, "I was just bored with life. That's why I want to die. Is there life in death, Master?" "You're sick," The Teacher was also stubborn, adamant in his opinion the quasi-teu. "Illness is called Allergic Living. Yes, you are allergic to life. Many of us are allergic to life. Then, we unwittingly do things that are contrary to the norm of life. In fact, life goes on. The river of life flowing continue, but we want the status-quo. We stopped in place, we do not come running. That's why we get sick. We invite disease.'s refusal to join us to flow with life makes us ill. Business must have the ebb and flow. In menage -stairs, a small quarrel was indeed fair. Friendship was not always lasting. What on earth are immortal in this life? We did not realize the nature of life. We want to maintain a state, comfortable zone. But, then we fail, disappointed, and suffer. " "Hadeh, Master, do not give me long-term sentences. It's me fesbukan pake hape, imagine how difficult loading, especially if you use the picture, duh ,..." People We continue to bemoan. Animashaun nan Aluih. "Illness could be cured, provided you are really determined to get well and are willing to follow the cue," said the teacher who really die-hard it is. "No Guru, no. No. Mboten. I was absolutely saturated. No, I do not want to live any longer!" "So you do not want to get well? You really want to die?" People We're a doubter's turn. It's as if he's president, silent, but her mind was blank. "So do not die?" The Teacher greet soft, soft as snow, white as cotton, sekriting frizzy hair. "Yes, indeed I'm tired of living," just as responsible leaders we. "All right. Well then, you will die tomorrow night. Take this medicine bottles, ... tonight, drink half the bottle. The rest you drink tomorrow evening at six. And about eight hours a night, you will die in peace, day before harpitnas! " Now, turn to Figure We become confused. Earlier, he visited all the teachers who are always trying to give a zest for life. However, anjrittt, Master this one weird. Rather than give a zest for life, even offering poison. Huh, she thought death was really brave what! Emangnya Kamikaze, the Japanese soldiers? We also figure Jiper this. But what could I do, because he was already completely saturated, although hesitant, he received a bottle of poison with a giddy. Arriving home, he immediately demolished the contents of the bottle spent toxin known as a medicine by the teacher earlier. Want to die kok half-half. Jump ajah! But what he felt then? Indeed, he felt a calmness that never felt before. So relaxed, so relaxed! Hmmm, stay one night and one day he will die. He will be freed from all kinds of problems. That night, she decided to have dinner with the people whom he loved. He treat all people, in a restaurant can not be described in words, because all this people draw with pencils, brushes, pastels, and the like. Rarely are artists who draw with words. Except gemblung painter who wanted to sensation. This is his last night, malming too. He wanted to leave sweet memories. While eating, he was joking. The atmosphere is very harmonious. Until the party was over, she went to bed and sleep in peace. "How membahagiakannya. I saw, they, the people loved it, so excited, ahh, how I love them, how I love you guys ,..." Once again, because last night was the night, he wanted to leave sweet memories. The next day, after getting out of bed, she opened the bedroom window and looked out. Morning breeze refreshing body. And he was tempted to walk in the morning. An hour later he returned home, he met with people who loved, who were all still asleep. Without waking, he entered the kitchen and made two cups of coffee. One for himself, one for people who really cared. He wants to leave sweet memories! "Honey, what happened today?" his favorite saying, "All this time, maybe I'm wrong? Forgive me dear ,..." And there was a dialogue that previous years had never happened. During the day, People We want to enjoy a happy week. This day last week. He greeted each person. Shaking hands with everyone. And those people were confused, "Today, he's really weird huh? Friendly. No stern again." And their attitude changed instantly. They also began to greet him with a friendly, no fear. Until happened joke-laughter. Yes, this is his last day. He wants to leave sweet memories! And suddenly, everything around him changed. He became more friendly and tolerant. Not easy to get angry, willing to listen and understand. Want to pay attention and held out his hand. He even appreciate different opinions. Suddenly, life becomes beautiful. Very beautiful. He began to enjoy it. His heart was light. Returning from the streets, he found his favorite people waiting on the front porch. Ah, really looks like a happy family movie cliches. He received a warm kiss, something she never felt. "Unfortunately, once again I apologize if I've always bother you ,..." And all the inhabitants of any house, greeted her with tenderness. People we had thought, perhaps because they knew this was her last day. Moreover, they treat it with special, said softly, with the language of love, full of respect and apology as Lebaran. All seemed to be free from the pressure which has been the daily meal. River water of life, as if flowing again. Suddenly, life became very beautiful. People We are forgotten by the will of death. But are not drugs that death has entered in his body? It may have been fused in the blood and gnaw his soul? People We came to the Master again. And as its name Master, he already knew before the People We said it. "Poison was, would have to work ,..." People say we, in a voice floating. "Hmmm, let's not you worry." "Is not that poison death? And like the word Master, at eight o'clock tonight ,..." "The liquid in the bottle, just plain water ,..." "Apaaaaah?" People We are surprised absurdly. "Do not use 'h', use good Indonesian language and true!" "Apaaa?" People We corecting."What is in the bottle, plain water contents. And with plain water, you are cured. There's nothing magical in this world. If you live in the present, if you live with the awareness that death can pick you up at any time, then you will enjoy every second of life. melt your ego, arrogance, kesombonganmu. You become more gentle than water. And you will flow with the river of life. You will not be saturated, will not be bored. You will feel alive. That's the secret of life. That is the key to happiness. That is the way to peace ,..." Indeed, the figures we want to curse the Master. But, of course it will be a tale that is not worthy. To be a happy end, Figure We also say thank you, have gained enlightenment. He will be able to enjoy the long holiday which the government announced abruptly. He wants to repeat all his new experiences, and experiences more recently. And that desire continues to flow. He lives in the present. And from there, vibration soul, happiness, peace, life, felt full. The end..