(by: David Romano )

When tomorrow starts without me
( Quando amanhã começar sem eu)
and I'm not here to see...
(e eu não estou aqui pra ver... )
If the sun should rise and find your
(se o por do sol achar seus)
eyes filled with tears for me,
(olhos cheios de lagrimas por mim )

I wish so much you wouldn't cry
(Eu desejo muito que você não chore)
the way you did today...
(desse jeito que você chorou hoje)
While thinking of the many things
(Enquanto pensava em muitas coisas)
we didn't get to say.
(que agente deixou de falar.)

I know how much you love me,
(Eu sei o quanto você me ama,)
as much as I love you...
(o tanto quanto eu te amo)
And each time you think of me,
(e cada vez que eu você pensa em mim,)
I know you'll miss me, me too.
(Eu sei que vai sentir saudades, eu também.)

But when tomorrow starts without me,
(Mas quando amanhã começar sem mim,)
please try to understand...
(porfavor tente entender...)
That Jesus came and called my name
(Que Jesus veio e me chamou pelo meu nome)
and took me by the hand,
(e me levou pela mão,)

And said my place was ready
( E falou que meu lugar estava pronto)
in heaven far above...
(lá em cima no céu)
And that I'd have to leave behind
(e que eu teria que ir e deixar)
all those I dearly love.
(todos que eu tanto amo.)

So when tomorrow starts without me,
(Então quando amanha começar sem mim,)
don't think we're far apart...
(não pense que estaremos distante...)
For every time you think of me,
(Por todas as vezes que você pensa em mim,)
I'm right here in your heart.
(Eu estarei aqui, no seu coração)

hanya bisa tersenyum sembari melafazkan subhanallah.. bener2 merasa sangaaaaat  kecil dihadapanNya,, hmm... subhanallah,, betapa Allah itu Maha Segala-galanya... tak sanggup kudefinisikan betapa campur aduknya rasa dalam hati ini...

masih segar dalam ingatan rentetan peristiwa-peristiwa disana dan disana *sambil nunjuk2 ga jelas :D , aku bersyukur pada Allah telah mempertemukan dengan mereka smuaaa... sodara-sodari, teman-teman, sahabat, dan dirinya... stidaknya memori itu kan menjadi pembangkit smangaat, pengingat betapa aku tak pernah berjuang sendirian,, susah senang, emosi, sedih, semangat, canda, tawa, smuanya ada... hehe..*mulai mellow,,

satu hal yang kusadari, disana,... kewajiban itu sudah menunggu.. yach, faizda faghor ta fansob wa illa robbika faghrob..harus bisa beradaptasi lagi disana...

hmm...siapa yang tak senang jika

A memorial service was held Wednesday, July 9, 2008 at 2:00 p.m. in the chapel of DeBerry Funeral Directors.

He is survived by his son, Dylan Spolnik of Fort Worth; father, Ronnie Houghton; sister, Molly Houghton of CO and brother, Corey Houghton of Roanoke.

It's posts like this that I'll dread writing but it is inevitable that, from time to time, I will have too.  So here is my challenge to myself and my challenge to you.  Live each day as if it is your last.  As cliche as that sounds, we live in a world where (for some reason) busy is a badge of honor.  As if busy equals success or happiness. 

Never be too busy to enjoy the moments that life offers.  Because life is lived in moments and those moments become memories.  Once a moment is gone, it's gone forever and a memory that could have been, will never be.

The one statement in Joe's obituary that resonated in my heart was "He is survived by his son, Dylan Spolnik of Fort Worth."  I too am 33 and a father.  That hits too close to home.

You know what my favorite moment is?  My daughter and son are best friends and they insist on sleeping in the same room every night.  So every night before I go to bed, I go into my son's room and watch my children sleep on his bunk bed.  In that quiet, peaceful moment, all of life makes sense.

Rest in Peace Joe...

So, what are some of your favorite moments?

lhah, skrg apa hubungannya mukhoyyam ma ayunan tarzan?? nah, mari kita simak alasannya :mrgreen:

3 hari disana, selama sehari kurang lebih terbagi menjadi 4-5-7 sesi, sesi perkenalan, Ishoma, baris-berbaris, taujih dari ustad, sesi qiyamullail, sesi olahraga dan sesi sleeping beauty empet-empetan ma sodari-sodari ku yg laen. nah hari kedua beda lagi, tp jumlah sesi sama,yang paling seru ya acara haflah atau parade seni, malem hari yang dingin ditemani api unggun yang hangat, melantunkan sbuah karya seni, dan tentunya menfoto sesi penuh memori ini :), akhirnya bakat terpendamku keluar juga disini.. *siap2 mulai narsis sodara-sodari :mrgeen: , yak...benar, bakatku dalam menyanyi keluar ahak ahak *wueeek..muntah blewah deyh :evil: , bukan,  aku  bukan jd vokal 1 or vokal 2, tapi cm jadi pengisi bass satu2nya dalam lantunan acapela itu..wuih wuih,,keren keren ... ahahahaa...narsis..ga tahan ndiri gue ma diri gue.. maaph2 ^;^

Dan terakhir adalah yang paling bikin pegel-pegel bin memar-memar adalah hari ketiga, full dari ba'da shubuh harus lengkap dengan baju lapangan, lengkap dengan sepatu kets+topi+sarung tangan+slayer... fffhh... tapi aseli..paling seru hari ketiga (ya iyalah, scara hobinya gue mang kek begini, di lapangan, gerak2,lari2, keringetan, dan sembari tafakkur ,, caelah nggaya :mrgreen:

hari ketiga, ba'da shubuh ud harus kumpul di lapangan per kelompok, masya Allah, entah ini ujian apa musibah buatku dan teman2ku, yang kepilih jadi pemimpin malah gue,, hiiii...mimpi ap?? demen juga kagak siyh gue, tp mo gmn lg, ntu temen2 dah percaya, aku mau ga mau pasrah deyh..walau agak ngamuk2 juga dalam ati, ugh..kenapa gue, jadinya khan ndak bisa ketawa-ketiwi, harus serius mode on deyh *lebaay :D , terbagi menjadi 5 sesi lagi, sesi basic training, senam P*S nusantara, outbond, ishoma, dan penutupan.

hm.. stelah ngalor ngidul cerita narsis diatas, mari... mari kita balik lagi ke topik susyeh juge jd tarzan:D, kenape susyeh?? yaa gimana ga, pas hari ke 3 sesi basic training, salah satu rintangan yang harus dihadapi adalah ayunan tarzan melewati kolam bebek :mrgreen: , yak...bisa ditebak,, aku emang ndak bisa tu, butuh 2x percobaan untukku,, :mrgreen:

percobaan pertama,, siap2, n lalu berjalan pada sebilah bambu,, bambu itu harus kami lewati dengan menapakinya, menguji keseimbangan neee , percobaan pertama, siap2...karna ada bambu yang ambil tali, pegangan dengan kedua tangan, siap ayun....

"byurrr"...

ga tau kenapa (alesandotkom) ini badan malah nyebur ke kolam bebek :lol: ,

ahahaha... basah smuaaa bajuku,

tak lama dengan sok cool aku pun bangkit dan naik sendiri, karena merasa sok tertantang :evil: , aku pun nyoba lagi (dalam hati ngakak, ngetawain diri sendiri, keberatan di badan kie, ahahaha...diet mel dieeet :D),

kali ini percobaan kedua, langkah2 yang sama dilakukan,,

yak ayuuun,

gedebuggg.. *kek suara sapi nabrak pohon :mrgreen: , knafa harus sapi?? hehe..yaa itu ada latar belakangnya :mrgreen:

kali ini aku emang ndak nyebur ke sungai, tapi kakiku yang kebentur bambu gede di sberang kolam itu,, dan yang kena adalah tu lang kering ku...ya ya, bisa ditebak bangeet, rasanyaa waaaa... :cry: ,  maknyoss bangeet rasanya , meringisku kesakitan :mrgreen:, dan stelah kaki kebentur, malah menggantung di tali, eeeiiitttsss... ampir jatuh lagi ke kolam, tp dengan sigap aku pegang itu tali kuat2... dan akhirnya malah ditarik ke samping kolam... ahahahahhaaaa.... boddddohh , tapi aku tetep sok cool gitu deyh, padahal aslinya sepuluh jariku gemeteran karna abis nahan sakit berpegangan di tali dan benturan itu... wakakakak :lol:

alhasil tak lama kakiku dua-dua bengkak :D, sebenernya masih bisa ngikut tu outbond mpe siang, masih sempet mengikuti 4 permainan dari 10 permainan (banyaaak je, seru2 bin banyak hikmahnya,, jikalau bukan karna games ke 4 aku terpelanting jatuh dan pas bangeeet jatuhnya terkena di kakiku (tulang kering), yaa sudah... tambah maknyoss itu sakitnyaaa... aku pun hanya bisa terdiam, tertunduk kepala,, meringis kesakitan sembari memegangi kedua kakiku, bener2 dah...mpe lemes rasanya... maknyosss bow :mrgreen: , tapi aku heran,, kok bisa badan seberat ini terpelanting jatuh?? :mrgreen:

mau ga mau, aku ndak bisa ngikutin games mpe akhir :( , padahal masih ada semangat je, ya sudah... demi diriku aku ndak bisa menzhaliminya, semangatku kali ini harus mengalah,, setelah lama ia berdialog berdamai dengan kakiku (lebaaay :mrgeen: ).

dan akupun stelah diobati oleh panitia P3M (pertolongan pertama pada Musibah), hanya bisa duduk mengawasi teman-teman satu kelompokku dan teman2 lainnya, hehe...lumayan ngikut2 teriak, ketawa2 juga :D , serru siyh.. :mrgreen: , dalem ati agak iri juga (jujur nyaaa :D) , nah tapi masih bisa ngibur ndiri gini "ah flying fox mah ud pernah nyoba,, dah ga penasaran je, ud ud...ga usah ngiri, trima!! pasrah!! nikmati aj ap yg telah Allah tentukan!!" , yak itulah dialogku pada hatiku, sbuah usaha berdamai dengan perasaan :)

yak abis outbond,, sesi ishoma,, beres2, operasi semut (semut2 disana dioperasi :evil: ) , trus upacara penutupan... nah, ad beberapa poin yang bisa kuingat dari tausiyah sang instruktur utama itu,, smoga tidak keberatan jika ku share disini... :)

Beliau berkata, ada banyak hikmah yang bisa diambil dari pertemuan kita kali ini,, dan dari pertemuan kita kali ini smoga kita bisa memahami beberapa point yang setidaknya dapat kita pahami urgensitasnya dalam menjalani sbuah amanah, berjuang, baik itu bekerja, mencari maupun sharing ilmu di dunia ini..,

point pertama adalah, ruh yang stabil, kekuatan ruh akan menentukan kekuatan mentalitas seseorang, dengan terus membangun kedekatan kita pada Allah, menjaga amalah2 ibadah, maka kekuatan ruh akan sangat berperan penting dalam menentukan kekuatan tuk berpijak, berpegangan dan bertahan dalam segala kondisi pada masing-masing orang, karna ia memiliki satu kekuatan yang tiada berbanding, Allah sebagai back up nya, kondisi apa lagi yang tak bisa terlewati jika Allah menjadi back up kita??

point kedua,, mentalitas yang kuat, sperti yang telah disebutkan diatas, berhubungan erat dengan ruh yang stabil, maka akan terbentuklah mentalitas yang kuat, dia akan sanggup menahan smua beban yang scara kasat manusiawi begitu berat, namun tidak ada yang tidak mungkin jika Allah berkehendak memberi kita kekuatanNya..

point trakhir, jasadiyah atau fisik yang kuat, memang benar bahwasanya fisik yang kuat bukanlah segala-galanya, namun tanpa fisik yang kuat bagaimana kita mampu menjalankan segalanya??, Allah lebih menyukai muslim yang kuat dibanding muslim yang lemah, kecenderungan ini bukan sbagai suatu perwujudan pilih kasih atau sebagainya, bukan sperti itu, tapi lebih kepada titik tekan bahwa fisik yang kuat lebih disukai, lalu pada kita selaku hambanya mampu termotivasi untuk sentiasa menjaga fisiknya,...

ffyyuuuhh... alhamdulillah spertinya point2 itu yang hanya bisa kutangkap, maklum, tak lama kakiku ud terasa amat nyeri... saking nahan itu sakit, mpe keringet dingin,, jadi agak-agak kurang konsen mendengarkan..afwanminkum jika terdapat kesalahan dari saiah :)..

berhubung hari ini masih harus wara/wiri ngurus SKL sementara dan ini badan masih pegel-pegel, jadinya burung irian burung cendrawasih, cukup sekian dan trimakasih ^^ , ikan hiu melambai lambai..yuuu da da bai bai :D

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In honor of the 19th anniversary of my mother's passing, please educate yourself and others.  She was only 52 years old and was told in her 30's when the problems started she was "too young"

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Satu persatu,, teman-temanku bergilir meninggalkan kota berhati nyaman ini...
subhanallah,, tanpa terasa, kurang lebih 2 tahun kami bersama dalam perantauan disini..
berbekal harapan diri dan asa kedua orangtua yang melepas kami dengan do'a dan air mata
dengan mencoba menuntut ilmu karenaNya..mencari keridhaanNya...

tanpa terasa pula, kebersamaanku dengan mereka, teman-temanku itu,
juga sudah 5 tahun lamanya..
awalnya tiga tahun di kota hujan itu yang begitu sarat dengan kenangan, tawa, duka dan canda
disanalah awal perkenalan kami dengan ilmu pengetahuan ini, dengan ukhuwah ini..
dan perjuangan itu pun dianjutkan pada dua tahun berikutnya di kota gudeg ini
dan disana pula kami menjadi lebih memahami ilmu pengetahuan dan tentunya makna ukhwuwah ini..
insya Allah...

Teruntuk Sahabat-sahabat sejatiku,,
taukah kalian
pilu hati menghadapi perpisahan ini
tak kupungkiri
hatiku tersayat sembilu..
aku merasa ditinggalkan lagi..
teringat kalian akan pergi hari ini...
namun sesudahnya ku pun tersenyum,
aku yakin,
kalian pergi untuk kemudian berjumpa kembali..
suatu saat kelak..
Insya Allah...

Aku memahami bahwa ini Sudah sunnatullah..
bahwa setiap pertemuan pasti akan ada perpisahan..
bahwa setiap perjuangan yang berakhir, akan bergilir, menunggu suatu perjuangan lainnya untuk dilaksanakan..

Faidzaa faroghr ta fansob... wa ilaa robbika farghrob..(QS:94:7- 8 )

perjuangan menuntut ilmu disini sudah akan berakhir hari ini..
hari ini, alat transportasi udara itu akan melesat jauh..
terbang membawa kalian kembali
ke kampung halaman tercinta..

Kampung halaman kalian tercinta menunggu orang-orang sperti kalian
yang akan membangun dan menerapkan ilmu yang sudah didapat disini
sebagai bekal amal shalih kelak di akhirat..

Jangan pernah menyerah
atas terjalnya ombak kehidupan dunia yang menempa
jangan pernah putus asa
pertolonganNya kan senantiasa datang membantu kita
tuk melepaskan ikatan-ikatan beban yang menyayat
yang membuat luka menganga,,
jika keyakinan itu ada..

Doakan ku pula duhai temanku sayang...
ku jua pun tak lama lagi khan mengikuti jejak kalian...
Mari , Mari sama-sama luruskan niatan kita..
smoga Allah berkenan menguatkan azzam, tekad kita,,
tuk bisa mengamalkan ilmu ini
di jalanNya...
Insya Allah,,

saudariku yang kucintai karena Allah,,
Teriring surat-surat cinta yang telah kusematkan pada kalian..
ku berharap smoga Allah senantiasa menyertai kalian dimanapun kalian berada..
ku berharap, berbagai kenangan ini takkan lekang oleh waktu..
smoga Allah berkenan meridhoi sgala aktivitas-aktivitas dahulu kita bersama disini..
smoga Allah berkenan mempertemukan kita kembali
dalam barisan orang-orang yang dicintaiNya..

Wish To See U All again...
Insya Allah..

Amiiin Allahumma amiin ^^

Puji syukur kehadirat Allah atas segala rahmat dan hidayahNya pada kita smua..

Sholawat dan salam tak lupa penulis haturkan kepada Qudwah kita Nabi Muhammaad SAW beserta para sahabatnya..

Alhamdulillah wa syukurillah,

dengan ini... saiah... ingin menyatakan kepada smua pihak yang yang berada di Bumi Allah ini

baik yang mengenal saiah secara langsung maupun dari dunia maya ini...

baik yang mendoakan secara langsung maupun dengan sembunyi2 alias dalem hati *ap siy :mrgreen: * ,

baik yang mengingat detik2 saat saiah sedang digoreng itu maupun tidak *tambah ngaco lagi :mrgreen: *,

baik yang slama ini memberi bantuan langsung ala konsultasi, diskusi, reparasi :D ,

juga akomodasi, transportasi, dan intimidasi :mrgreen:

,, baik yang datang secara langsung memberi dukungan maupun tidak, baik yang sudah menikmati makan2 maupun belum *sorry, limited edition beybeh :mrgreen: * ,

"Saiah ucapkan... Jazakumullah khair katsir :) ,

smoga Allah membalas kebaikan panjenengan smua ... amiin,,

" Wo Shuo ... Xie Xie Ni Men Dou " :)

btw, Tau ga?? Do'a2 tulus dari kalian... benar2 berasaaaa bangeet saat penggorengan itu berlangsung.. Benar2 kekuatan sbuah do'a :) dan tentunya smuanya adalah atas pertolongan Allah jua :)

Makasih yaaa... ngapunten, mohon maaf kpada smua pihak yg slama ini telah direpotkan :mrgreen: , tiada kata yg bisa amel ucapkan slain do'a buat kalian smua..

Smoga Allah membalas kebaikan kalian Pren ;)

*alhamdulillah lega banget bs nulis ni postingan, dr kmrn pengennya langsung bisa net nulis ini, tp apa daya, nyampe kos, pulang dari penggorengan, badanku demam, yach bisa dimaklumin, badanku teriak2 pengen rehat,,

sudah lama ia bertahan, kupaksa begadang, wara/wiri, walau asupan vitamin tak pernah lupa, yach namanya jg demi last battle (Lebay :mrgreen: ), okokokok... skarang rehatnya udah... tinggal ngerjaiin Re ... vi... Si ... , aih aih... smangaat!! ,

bar revisi..Go Home ,,, Hui Jia.. Hui jia.. :D

Skali lagi... makasih yaa smuanyaaa.... :)

NBC's Tim Russert dead at 58

WASHINGTON - Tim Russert, NBC News’ Washington bureau chief and the moderator of “Meet the Press,” died Friday after suffering a heart attack at the bureau. He was 58.

Russert was recording voiceovers for Sunday’s “Meet the Press” broadcast when he collapsed. He was rushed to Sibley Memorial Hospital in Washington, where resuscitation efforts were unsuccessful.

Russert’s physician, Michael Newman, said cholesterol plaque ruptured in an artery, causing sudden coronary thrombosis.

Russert had earlier been diagnosed with asymptomatic coronary artery disease, but it was well-controlled with medication and exercise, and he had performed well on a stress test in late April, Newman said. An autopsy revealed that he also had an enlarged heart, Newman said.

Russert’s death left his colleagues devastated.

He was “one of the premier political journalists and analysts of his time,” Tom Brokaw, the former longtime anchor of “NBC Nightly News,” said in announcing Russert’s death Friday afternoon. Brian Williams, managing editor and anchor of “NBC Nightly News,” called his death a “staggering, overpowering and sudden loss.”

“Meet the Press,” which he began hosting in 1991, was considered an essential proving ground in the career of any national politician.

“If you could pass the Tim Russert test, you could do something in this field,” said Howard Fineman, senior Washington correspondent for Newsweek magazine and a columnist for msnbc.com.

Tenacity and passion
Russert was best known for his on-air tenacity as a reporter and his consuming passion for politics, which were evident during his nearly round-the-clock appearances on NBC and MSNBC on election nights.

But behind the scenes, Russert was also a senior vice president and head of NBC’s Washington operations, orchestrating all of the network’s coverage of government and political news.  

“This is a tragic loss for journalism and for all who were privileged to know him,” said Walter Cronkite, the retired anchor and managing editor of ”The CBS Evening News.”

President Bush described Russert as "an institution in both news and politics for more than two decades."  

He interrupted a news conference in Paris on Saturday to pay tribute to Russert, saying the world had "lost a really fine American."

"Tim Russert loved his country, he loved his family and he loved his job a lot and we're going to miss him," the president said.

"We send our deepest sympathies to Maureen, his wife, and Luke, his son. I know they are hurting right now and hopefully the prayers of a lot of Tim's friends and a lot of Americans will help them during this time of difficulty."

Earlier this year, Time magazine named Russert one of the 100 most influential people in the world.

Mayor Byron Brown ordered flags flown at half-staff in Buffalo, N.Y., his hometown. NBC News' Brokaw was to host a special edition of “Meet the Press” remembering Russert on Sunday morning.

Senate staffer before entering journalism
Timothy John Russert Jr. was born in Buffalo on May 7, 1950. He was a graduate of Canisius High School, John Carroll University and Cleveland-Marshall College of Law. He was a member of the bar in New York and Washington, D.C.

He had recently returned from Italy, where his family celebrated the graduation of his son, Luke, from Boston College.

After graduating from law school, Russert went into politics as a staff operative. In 1976, he worked on the Senate campaign of Daniel Patrick Moynihan, D-N.Y., and in 1982, he worked on Mario Cuomo’s campaign for governor of New York.

Russert joined NBC News in 1984. In April 1985, he supervised the live broadcasts of NBC’s TODAY show from Rome, negotiating and arranging an appearance by Pope John Paul II, a first for American television. In 1986 and 1987, Russert led NBC News’ weeklong broadcasts from South America, Australia and China.

(Msnbc.com is a joint venture by Microsoft and NBC Universal, parent of NBC News.)

Of his background as a Democratic political operative, Russert said, “My views are not important.”

“Lawrence Spivak, who founded ‘Meet the Press,’ told me before he died that the job of the host is to learn as much as you can about your guest’s positions and take the other side,” he said in a 2007 interview with Time magazine. “And to do that in a persistent and civil way. And that’s what I try to do every Sunday.”

Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid, D-Nev., said in a statement that Russert “asked the tough questions the right way and was the best in the business at keeping his interview subjects honest.”

Russert wrote two books — “Big Russ and Me” in 2004 and “Wisdom of Our Fathers” in 2006 — both of which were New York Times best-sellers.

Emmy for Reagan funeral coverage
Russert was to have received a lifetime achievement award from the Newhouse School of Public Communication at Syracuse University on June 23. The school said the award would be presented posthumously.

In 2005, Russert was awarded an Emmy for his role in the coverage of the funeral of President Ronald Reagan.

His “Meet the Press” interviews with George W. Bush and Al Gore in 2000 won the Radio and Television Correspondents’ highest honor, the Joan S. Barone Award, and the Annenberg Center’s Walter Cronkite Award.

Russert, who received 48 honorary doctorates, won countless other awards for excellence during his career, including the Edward R. Murrow Award from the Radio-Television News Directors Association, the John Peter Zenger Freedom of the Press Award, the American Legion Journalism Award, the Veterans of Foreign Wars News Media Award, the Congressional Medal of Honor Society Journalism Award, the Allen H. Neuharth Award for Excellence in Journalism, the David Brinkley Award for Excellence in Communication and the Catholic Academy for Communication’s Gabriel Award.

He was a member of the Broadcasting & Cable Hall of Fame and a member of the board of directors of the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, N.Y.

He was a trustee of the Freedom Forum’s Newseum and a member of the board of directors of the Greater Washington Boys and Girls Club and America’s Promise — Alliance for Youth.

In 1995, the National Father’s Day Committee named him “Father of the Year,” Parents magazine honored him as “Dream Dad” in 1998, and in 2001 the National Fatherhood Initiative also recognized him as Father of the Year.

Survivors include his wife, Maureen Orth, a writer for Vanity Fair magazine, whom he met at the 1976 Democratic National Convention; and their son, Luke.

URL: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/25145431/

Tragically, four teens lost their lives yesterday evening during a tornado strike at a Boy Scout camp in western Iowa.  I'm sure by this time many, if not all of you who find your way to my blog, have heard about this terrible event.

As you may know, I have the privilege and blessing to work professionally for the Boy Scouts of America.  But it's certainly not just a job.  I was a Scout as a youth, and proudly carry the title of Eagle.  While these words certainly do not officially represent or speak on behalf of the organization, I believe I can say with great conviction that the thoughts and prayers of millions of current and former Scouters go out the families and troops of these individuals.

Beyond that, I want to say that I had the chance to see some of the media coverage of the event this morning.  Of course, there were the ridiculous, if not downright offensive questions by the reporters.  "How do you feel?" is perhaps the stupidest question ever uttered during the aftermath of an event like this one.  Yet there it is, every time, every tragedy.  To their credit, I guess on some level no one, even a professional, knows exactly what to ask or say.  But, seriously, that question needs to be taken out of the journalist vernacular.

But that was not the point I was going for.  I saw in those interviewed, especially the youth interviewed, the type of courage and bravery that could only be expected of a Scout.  They were strong, they worked together, they did everything they could do to help their fellow comrades.  And they represented the Scouting tradition in a way I could only hope to live.  Let us remember their courage, and strengthen them with our prayers in their time of mourning, grief, and as they move forward with their lives.

J.

(May 2, 1976 - June 3, 2008)

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6/4/2008 Times Indicator Article

Descanse en paz.

Pero este en concreto, el IV, contiene una version de la cancion "Hurt" de Nine Inch Nails que me encanta, y mas si se visiona el videoclip, es estremecedor.... Un hombre en el final de su vida, destrozado por la enfermedad y con imagenes de su juventud,  decir que al poco de morir June Carter, Johnny siguio la mujer de su vida. En fin, genio y figura hasta la muerte, no dejo de grabar hasta el final.

Recomiendo toda la serie de American Recordings que es extensa asi como su discografia anterior.

umm... 2 minggu yang penuh dengan hikmah dan pelajaran berharga... ku banyak belajar dari kakakku tersayang ttg bgmn mengurus anak, memahami perilaku anak, bagaimana lebih banyak mendengar, berpikir dan bertindak ... sebagai seorang istri, dan tentunya seorang Ibu, subhanallah kakakku ini, sejak dulu memang jadi idolaku.. entahlah, aku sangat mengagumi cara berpikirnya, penyikapannya akan sesuatu hal.. sampai akhirnya tercetuslah hal yg selama ini kurahasiakan padanya... dan mengalirlah air mata ku itu seiring dengan tausiyah nya yang mendalam padaku... jazakillah kk, i will try it all ... insya Allah, doakan adikmu ini kak smoga kembali ke jalan yang benar ...(lhoh!) :shock:

kembali ke jogjaaa... kembali lagi ke aktivitas ku, kembali lagi ke fokus skripsi ku, jujur... aku ga sempet belajar.. lebih tepatnya malas :D *parah* :evil: ,  karna aktivitas yang seharian membuatku amat lelah, tiap malam dah g kuat tidur malem lg kek dulu *alesan* :mrgreen:

Denger2 si Popo ku pun dah pulang dari Rumah sakitnya, alhamdulillah... senangnya kan bertemu dgn popo ku lagi ;) , benar2 Allah itu menjadikan sesuatu hal nya di saat yang tepat (untuk hal lain juga tu, so yakinlah, ia kan datang di saat yang tepat *ilang fokus nee :mrgreen: )

hehe... dan minggu2 penuh perjuangan itu pun akan kuhadapi, smoga Allah memudahkan dan menguatkan azzamku tuk bisa fokus belajar *inget fokus Mel, ga usah mikirin yg lain!! *... persiapan pendadaran... doakan Amel ya temaaaan , jujur dalam hati dag dig dug... sedikit takut *walau ad hal lain yg jg kukhawatirkan* , untuk itulah gunanya blog ini ada, uneg2 nya kukeluarkan sj... fu fu fu, smangaattlah Mels... Ingat Orangtuamu nduk.. !! Allahuma'ana *siaaaap..insya Allah :mrgreen: *

Please buckle up in your vehicles, drive safely on your motorbikes, and never drive impaired. Too many people die in vehicle accidents.

Edited to bring attention to an excellent idea from the Canucks Message Boards:  Donations in Luc's memory to Canuck Place, in the amount of $28.00 (jersey number) or some variant ($2.80, $28.28, etc).    To make this easier, here's a direct link for donations.

LOS ANGELES — Sydney Pollack, a Hollywood mainstay as director, producer and sometime actor whose star-laden movies like “The Way We Were,” “Tootsie” and “Out of Africa” were among the most successful of the 1970s and ’80s, died Monday at home here. He was 73.

Mr. Pollack’s career defined an era in which big stars (Robert Redford, Barbra Streisand, Warren Beatty) and the filmmakers who knew how to wrangle them (Barry Levinson, Mike Nichols) retooled the Hollywood system. Savvy operators, they played studio against studio, staking their fortunes on pictures that served commerce without wholly abandoning art.

Hollywood honored Mr. Pollack in return. His movies received multiple Academy Award nominations, and as a director he won an Oscar for his work on the 1985 film “Out of Africa” as well as nominations for directing “They Shoot Horses, Don’t They?” (1969) and “Tootsie” (1982).

“Michael Clayton,” of which Mr. Pollack was a producer and a member of the cast, was nominated for a best picture Oscar earlier this year. He delivered a trademark performance as an old-bull lawyer who demands dark deeds from a subordinate, played by George Clooney. (“This is news? This case has reeked from Day 1!” snaps Mr. Pollack’s Marty Bach.) Most recently, Mr. Pollack portrayed the father of Patrick Dempsey’s character in “Made of Honor.”

Mr. Pollack became a prolific producer of independent films in the latter part of his career. With a partner, the filmmaker Anthony Minghella, he ran Mirage Enterprises, a production company whose films included Mr. Minghella’s “Cold Mountain” and the documentary “Sketches of Frank Gehry,” released in 2006, the last film directed by Mr. Pollack.

Mr. Minghella died in March, at the age of 54, of complications from surgery for tonsil cancer.

Apart from the Gehry documentary, Mr. Pollack never directed a movie without stars. His first feature, “The Slender Thread,” released by Paramount Pictures in 1965, starred Sidney Poitier and Anne Bancroft. In his next 19 films — every one a romance or drama but for the single comedy, “Tootsie” — Mr. Pollack worked with Burt Lancaster, Natalie Wood, Jane Fonda, Robert Mitchum, Al Pacino, Dustin Hoffman, Meryl Streep, Tom Cruise, Harrison Ford, Nicole Kidman, Ms. Streisand and others. A frequent collaborator was Robert Redford.

“Sydney’s and my relationship both professionally and personally covers 40 years,” Mr. Redford said in an e-mailed statement. “It’s too personal to express in a sound bite.”

Sydney Irwin Pollack was born on July 1, 1934, in Lafayette, Ind., and reared in South Bend. By Mr. Pollack’s own account, in the book “World Film Directors,” his father, David, a pharmacist, and his mother, the former Rebecca Miller, were first-generation Russian-Americans who had met at Purdue University.

Mr. Pollack developed a love of drama at South Bend Central High School and, instead of going to college, went to New York and enrolled at the Neighborhood Playhouse School of the Theater. He studied there for two years under Sanford Meisner, who was in charge of its acting department, and remained for five more as Mr. Meisner’s assistant, teaching acting but also appearing onstage and in television.

Curly-haired and almost 6 feet 2 inches tall, Mr. Pollack had a notable role in a 1959 “Playhouse 90” telecast of “For Whom the Bell Tolls,” an adaptation of the Hemingway novel directed by John Frankenheimer. Earlier, Mr. Pollack had appeared on Broadway with Zero Mostel in “A Stone for Danny Fisher” and with Katharine Cornell in “The Dark Is Light Enough.” But he said later that he probably could not have built a career as a leading man.

Instead, Mr. Pollack took the advice of Burt Lancaster, whom he had met while working with Mr. Frankenheimer, and turned to directing. Mr. Lancaster steered him to the entertainment mogul Lew Wasserman, and through him Mr. Pollack landed a directing assignment on the television series “Shotgun Slade.”

After a faltering start, he hit his stride on episodes of “Ben Casey,” “Naked City,” “The Fugitive” and other shows. In 1966 he won an Emmy for directing an episode of “Bob Hope Presents the Chrysler Theater.”

From the time he made his first full-length feature, “The Slender Thread,” about a social work student coaxing a woman out of suicide on a help line, Mr. Pollack had a hit-and-miss relationship with the critics. Writing in The New York Times, A. H. Weiler deplored that film’s “sudsy waves of bathos.” Mr. Pollack himself later pronounced it “dreadful.”

But from the beginning of his movie career, he was also perceived as belonging to a generation whose work broke with the immediate past. In 1965, Charles Champlin, writing in The Los Angeles Times, compared Mr. Pollack to the director Elliot Silverstein, whose western spoof, “Cat Ballou,” had been released earlier that year, and Stuart Rosenberg, soon to be famous for “Cool Hand Luke” (1967). Mr. Champlin cited all three as artists who had used television rather than B movies to learn their craft.

Self-critical and never quite at ease with Hollywood, Mr. Pollack voiced a constant yearning for creative prerogatives more common on the stage. Yet he dived into the fray. In 1970, “They Shoot Horses, Don’t They?,” his bleak fable of love and death among marathon dancers in the Great Depression, based on a Horace McCoy novel, received nine Oscar nominations, including the one for directing. (Gig Young won the best supporting actor award for his performance.)

Two years later, Mr. Pollack made the mountain-man saga “Jeremiah Johnson,” one of three closely spaced pictures in which he directed Mr. Redford.

The second of those, “The Way We Were,” about ill-fated lovers who meet up later in life, also starred Ms. Streisand and was a huge hit despite critical hostility.

The next, “Three Days of the Condor,” another hit, about a bookish C.I.A. worker thrust into a mystery, did somewhat better with the critics. “Tense and involving,” said Roger Ebert in The Chicago Sun-Times.

With “Absence of Malice” in 1981, Mr. Pollack entered the realm of public debate. The film’s story of a newspaper reporter (Sally Field) who is fed a false story by federal officials trying to squeeze information from a businessman (Paul Newman) was widely viewed as a corrective to the adulation of investigative reporters that followed Alan J. Pakula’s hit movie “All the President’s Men,” with its portrayal of the Watergate scandal.

But only with “Tootsie,” in 1982, did Mr. Pollack become a fully realized Hollywood player. By then he was represented by Michael S. Ovitz and the rapidly expanding Creative Artists Agency. So was his leading man, Dustin Hoffman.

As the film — a comedy about a struggling actor who disguises himself as a woman to get a coveted television part — was being shot for Columbia Pictures, Mr. Pollack and Mr. Hoffman became embroiled in a semi-public feud, with Mr. Ovitz running shuttle diplomacy between them.

Mr. Hoffman, who had initiated the project, argued for a more broadly comic approach. But Mr. Pollack — who played Mr. Hoffman’s agent in the film — was drawn to the seemingly doomed romance between the cross-dressing Hoffman character and the actress played by Jessica Lange.

If Mr. Pollack did not prevail on all points, he tipped the film in his own direction. Meanwhile, the movie came in behind schedule, over budget and surrounded by bad buzz.

Yet “Tootsie” was also a winner. It took in more than $177 million domestically and received 10 Oscar nominations, including for best picture. (Ms. Lange took home the film’s only Oscar, for best supporting actress.)

Backed by Mr. Ovitz, Mr. Pollack expanded his reach in the wake of success. Over the next several years, he worked closely with both TriStar Pictures, where he was creative consultant, and Universal, where Mirage, his production company, set up shop in 1986.

Mr. Pollack reached perhaps his pinnacle with “Out of Africa.” The film, based on the memoirs of Isak Dinesen, paired Ms. Streep and Mr. Redford in a drama that reworked one of the director’s favorite themes, that of star-crossed lovers. It captured Oscars for best picture and best director.

Still, Mr. Pollack remained uneasy about his cinematic skills. “I was never what I would call a great shooter or visual stylist,” he told an interviewer for American Cinematographer last year. And he developed a reputation for caution when it came to directing assignments. Time after time, he expressed interest in directing projects, only to back away. At one point he was to make “Rain Man,”John le Carré. a Dustin Hoffman picture ultimately directed by Mr. Levinson; at another, an adaptation of “The Night Manager” by

That wariness was undoubtedly fed by his experience with “Havana,” a 1990 film that was to be his last with Mr. Redford. It seemed to please no one, though Mr. Pollack defended it. “To tell you the truth, if I knew what was wrong, I’d have fixed it,” Mr. Pollack told The Los Angeles Times in 1993.

“The Firm,” with Tom Cruise, was a hit that year. But “Sabrina” (1995) and “Random Hearts” (1999), both with Harrison Ford, and “The Interpreter” (2005), with Nicole Kidman and Sean Penn, fell short, as Hollywood and its primary audience increasingly eschewed stars for fantasy and special effects.

Mr. Pollack never stopped acting; in a recent episode of “Entourage,” the HBO series about Hollywood, he played himself.

Among Mr. Pollack’s survivors are two daughters, Rebecca Pollack and Rachel Pollack, and his wife, Claire Griswold. The couple married in 1958, while Mr. Pollack was serving a two-year hitch in the Army. Their only son, Steven, died at age 34 in a 1993 plane crash in Santa Monica, Calif.

In his later years, Mr. Pollack appeared to relish his role as elder statesman. At various times he was executive director of the Actors Studio West, chairman of American Cinematheque and an advocate for artists’ rights.

He increasingly sounded wistful notes about the disappearance of the Hollywood he knew in his prime. “The middle ground is now gone,” Mr. Pollack said in the fall 1998 issue of New Perspectives Quarterly. He added, with a nod to a fellow filmmaker: “It is not impossible to make mainstream films which are really good. Costa-Gavras once said that accidents can happen.”

By Sydney Pollack

A selected filmography: “The Slender Thread” (1965)
“This Property Is Condemned” (1966)
“The Scalphunters” (1968)
“The Swimmer” (1968) (uncredited)
“Castle Keep” (1969)
“They Shoot Horses, Don’t They?” (1969)
“Jeremiah Johnson” (1972)
“The Way We Were” (1973)
“The Yakuza” (1974)
“Three Days of the Condor” (1975)
“Bobby Deerfield” (1977)
“The Electric Horseman” (1979)
“Absence of Malice” (1981)
“Tootsie” (1982)
“Out of Africa” (1985)
“Havana” (1990)
“The Firm” (1993)
“Sabrina” (1995)
“Random Hearts” (1999)
“The Interpreter” (2005)
“Sketches of Frank Gehry” (2005)

by nytime.com

La scomparsa di Sydney Pollack rappresenta una notizia tristissima per tutti coloro che, nel corso di oltre quarant’anni, hanno ammirato i suoi film, fra cui alcuni titoli famosissimi quali Come eravamo, Tootsie e La mia Africa.

Sydney Israel Pollack era nato a Lafayette, in Indiana, l’1 luglio 1934, da una famiglia ebraica di origine russa. Nel 1958 aveva sposato Claire Griswold, che è stata sua moglie per cinquant’anni e gli ha dato tre figli (uno dei quali è deceduto nel 1993 in un incidente aereo). La sua carriera di regista era iniziata negli Anni ’60, quando Pollack aveva girato diversi episodi di alcuni celebri telefilm; poi, nel 1965 aveva debuttato al cinema con La vita corre sul filo.

Da allora, la folgorante carriera di Pollack era continuata in salita con Questa ragazza è di tuttiJoe Bass l’implacabile (1968), con Burt Lancaster. Nel 1969 aveva diretto altre due pellicole acclamatissime: il film di guerra Ardenne ’44, un inferno, sempre con Burt Lancaster, e soprattutto Non si uccidono così anche i cavalli?, un allucinato dramma ambientato nel corso di una massacrante maratona di ballo, interpretato da una delle sue attrici favorite, Jane Fonda. (1966), con Natalie Wood e Robert Redford, ed il western

Nel 1972 aveva firmato il western crepuscolare Corvo rosso non avrai il mio scalpo, con protagonista l’attore Robert Redford, intimo amico di Pollack, oltre che suo partner cinematografico in numerose pellicole. L’anno seguente, Pollack aveva realizzato uno dei maggiori successi della sua carriera, Come eravamo (1973), la malinconica storia d’amore fra un giovane scrittore ed una ragazza ebrea, con Robert Redford e Barbra Streisand. Nel 1975 è stata la volta di altri due classici nella produzione di Pollack: il celebre film di spionaggio I tre giorni del condor, con Robert Redford e Faye Dunaway, e Yakuza, un gangster-movie sulla Mafia giapponese, interpretato da Robert Mitchum. In questo periodo, Pollack ha cominciato a produrre lui stesso le proprie pellicole, diventando così uno dei personaggi più influenti di Hollywood.

Dopo la commedia campione d’incassi Il cavaliere elettrico (1979), con l’accoppiata Redford / Fonda, e il dramma sul giornalismo Diritto di cronaca (1981), con Paul Newman e Sally Field, nel 1982 Sydney Pollack ha realizzato il suo più grande successo di pubblico: Tootsie, un’esilarante commedia che vede Dustin Hoffman recitare in panni femminili per ottenere una parte in una soap-opera, mentre nel frattempo cerca di conquistare la collega Jessica Lange. Nel 1985, Pollack aveva messo a segno un’altra pellicola acclamatissima dalla critica e dal pubblico: La mia Africa, una struggente storia d’amore tratta dal romanzo autobiografico della scrittrice danese Karen Blixen, con Meryl Streep e Robert Redford nei ruoli dei due protagonisti; La mia Africa si era rivelato un autentico trionfo ed aveva vinto ben sette premi Oscar, fra cui gli Oscar a Pollack per il miglior film e la miglior regia.

Dopo il flop di Havana (1990), Sydney Pollack era tornato a conquistare il botteghino con il fortunatissimo legal-thriller Il socio (1993), con Tom Cruise e Gene Hackman. Tra i suoi successivi film da regista ricordiamo il remake di Sabrina (1995), con Harrison Ford, ed il thriller The interpreterRitorno a Cold Mountain (2003); e proprio insieme al suo collega Anthony Minghella (scomparso pure lui pochi mesi fa) aveva fondato la compagnia di produzione Mirage Enterprises. (2005), con Nicole Kidman e Sean Penn. Nel corso degli anni, Sydney Pollack aveva prodotto non solo i propri film, ma anche opere di altri registi, come

Accanto alla sua attività dietro la macchina da presa, negli ultimi vent’anni Sydney Pollack si era cimentato spesso anche come attore, per lo più in ruoli secondari: tra i film da lui interpretati, Mariti e mogli di Woody Allen (1992), Eyes wide shut di Stanley Kubrick (1999) ed il thriller Michael Clayton di Tony Gilroy (2007), da lui stesso prodotto. In tanti anni di professione Pollack aveva ottenuto moltissimi riconoscimenti, fra cui due premi Oscar su sei nomination (di cui tre come regista) e due Golden Globe.

Ho amato tutti i suoi film, ne cito solo alcuni, Il famosissimo " Indovina chi viene a cena?", Il bellissimo "Out of Africa"( La mia Africa), "Tootsie", davvero esilarante dove Pollack oltre che regista è anche attore e l'ultimo che mi tocca sempre il cuore-" Come eravamo"- con i fantastici Barbra Streisand e Robert Redford. Tutte le volte che lo rivedo mi commuovo e spero sempre che il finale veda quella bella coppia riunita..... ma non è così!

Along with not knowing such groups exist is not knowing that there are avatars who are more than meets the eye. In my time inworld, I have met some people who are exceptionally human, unique, and multifaceted. Those avatars truly enhance the metaverse we know and love, and as someone who seeks to write about SL's many people, places, and events, I am often floored to meet people who managed to use SL for more than their ticket to creativity, friendship, and love. For me, it is a shame when not many people make an effort to explore and get to know SL and limit its use. For people, in their creativity and their yearning to reach out, has managed to make SL so much more. A rich platform of ideas, community, support and a voice of advocacy and causes.

The Sojourner is one of those personalities in SL that proves that SL is so much more. A prolific avatar who is very active in many support groups, a loss of a person like her is a big loss to SL. The colorful and diverse tapestry that consists of SL's residents has lost a shining example on how to effectively use SL for great good.

I regret not having to spend more time talking to her, and in moments like this, I often feel sad that I can no longer learn from her. A lot of people in SL can be avenues of wisdom and epiphanies, and talking to Soj must have been no exception.

SL will miss such a wonderful soul.

~The first fold of our flag is a symbol of life.  

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~The third fold is made in honor and remembrance of the veteran departing our ranks who gave a portion of life for the defense of our country to attain a peace throughout the world.  

~The fourth fold represents our weaker nature, for as American citizens trusting in God, it is to Him we turn in times of peace as well as in times of war for His divine guidance.  

~The fifth fold is a tribute to our country, for in the words of Stephen Decatur, "Our country, in dealing with other countries, may she always be right; but it is still our country, right or wrong."  

~The sixth fold is for where our hearts lie. It is with our heart that we pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the republic for which it stands, one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.  

~The seventh fold is a tribute to our Armed Forces, for it is through the Armed Forces that we protect our country and our flag against all her enemies, whether they be found within or without the boundaries of our republic.  

~The eighth fold is a tribute to the one who entered in to the valley of the shadow of death, that we might see the light of day, and to honor mother, for whom it flies on mother's day.  

~The ninth fold is a tribute to womanhood; for it has been through their faith, love, loyalty and devotion that the character of the men and women who have made this country great have been molded.  

~The tenth fold is a tribute to father, for he, too, has given his sons and daughters for the defense of our country since they were first born.  

~The eleventh fold, in the eyes of a Hebrew citizen, represents the lower portion of the seal of King David and King Solomon, and glorifies, in their eyes, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.  

~The twelfth fold, in the eyes of a Christian citizen, represents an emblem of eternity and glorifies God the Father, the Son, and Holy Ghost.  

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Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.

~John 15:13 (New International Version)

The African American men who served a country that did not even recognize them as rightful American citizens. The Native Americans who were viewed as savages but the Navajo tribesman who were used during WWII as codetalkers to prevent sensitive data from landing in enemy hands. The Japanese Americans imprisioned in internment camps and later many of the young men were sent to war and treated worse than many P.O.W. The young boys who left their farms, small town homes, and arms of their mothers. The young men who said goodbye to their new brides and babies never to return. Think about our lives today and their sacrifices. Daily another soldier loses their life in Iraq, it could be one of our loved ones, one of our sons, brothers, or fathers. Whisper a prayer for their continued safety and lift up a praise to God on this day for the freedom we have today.

Siang itu, sepulang dari Fisipol dan acara wisuda di GSP, aku hendak pergi ke rumah ke-tigaku,
Aku berjalan menuju ke parkiran Fisipol UGM untuk mengambil motor
Setelah siap memakai slayer dan menyalakan mesin motor,
temenku bertanya "Mif, Helm-mu mana??"

Aku baru sadar..bahwa helm-ku sudah raib..
Whua... helm-ku ilang lagi.... Helm-avatar kesayanganku..

Ya..
Lagi-lagi aku kehilangan helm..untuk ketiga kalinya..
Kejadian pertama helm-putihku hilang di kost

dan yang kedua helm hitam-ku ilang di warnet..

Kata temenku "Ko bisa gitu ya?
ngambil helm dari orang yang sama sebanyak 3 kali. Helm yang laen juga kan banyak.."
Iya..ya.. kenapa bisa punyaku lagi yang ilang...?

Siapa yang salah....?
ya jelas, yang salah yang ngambil..lah.. (kataku membela diri dalam hati..).
Klo mau pinjem helm saya, mbok ya bilang dulu...
Pasti saya kasih pinjam ko..!
Lha ini.. minjem ga bilang2, ga dibalikin pula...

Ga mikir perasaan orang apa? Bingung nyari helm-nya yang tiba2 ga ada...
Sudah tiga kali helm-ku ilang..
Kalo diitung2 lumayanlah...
helm pertama yang ilang harganya sekitar 40ribu dan dua helm terakhir yang ilang masing2 harganya 82ribu..
Jadi totalnya sekitar 200ribu..

Siapa suruh mba., naruh helm di atas jok motor..
ga diamanin di dalem jok..
Biasanya juga kalau ditaruh di atas jok motor.. ga ada yang ngambil..
Punya orang2 juga pada ditaruh di atas motor tuh,, dan aman2 aja..
Tapi kenapa punya-ku yang bisa ilang....?

ya.. itu karena aku teledor..
lagi-lagi karena aku kurang hati-hati..
Padahal aku sudah sering kehilangan barang..
ko ga kapok2 ya..?
Dulu, di Bogor aku sering kehilangan barang (2sepatu kets-ku, sandal eiger-ku, FD mp3, Hp)
Aku terlalu menganggap enteng, terlalu pasrah..
Harusnya ada ikhtiarlah.. untuk menjaga barang supaya ga Ilang...
dan harusnya aku tidak jatuh ke lubang yang sama untuk yang kesekian kalinya..
Capek,, kesel,,

Udah..cukup..ngomel dan mengeluhnya..Mif..
Toh.. helm-mu ga akan balik dengan cara kaya gini..

Yang penting, sekarang kamu musti lebih hati2 lagi..kalo punya helm..
Berpikir positif lebih baik daripada kamu mengeluh..

Ya..aku harus berkhusnudzan...
1. Bersyukurlah..Untung cuma helmnya yang ilang, bukan motornya.. atau orangnya..(he2)
2. Mungkin ini teguran dari Allah, atas amal ibadah yang belum sempurna, atas infaq yang masih kurang.. dan kesalahan serta kekurangan2 yang lain..
3. Mungkin orang yang "meminjam helm-mu tak kembali" itu lebih membutuhkannya..dari pada kamu..
4. Mungkin ini peringatan dari Allah juga, agar aku tau gimana rasanya kalo punya barang dipinjem sama orang lain tanpa sepengetauan kita, dan ga segera dikembaliin. (Kebiasaan tidak baik yang kadang masih sering aku lakuin.. Hiks..)

ya.. semoga ini yang terakhir kalinya..
Aku harus bisa mengikhlaskannya.. meskipun butuh waktu..
Anggaplah ini sebagai sebuah pelajaran berharga..
sebagai ujian untuk meningkatkan kualitas diri..

Semoga Allah menggantinya dengan yang lebih baik amin..

Terima kasih ya Allah..

Buat Cupie, makasiy atas pinjeman helm-nya.. sampe mifta punya helm baru lagi..

Atau sampe ada orang baik hati yang menghibahkan helm atau ngasih hadiah helm buat Mifta.. ("ngarep" mode ON)

Hehe...kebetulan lagi ad waktu luang, ud tau keknya ini penipuan, abis gmn ga, masa' dapet undian pulsa 1 juta dari salah satu provider terbesar di Indonesia ini, tp kok nelpon nya dari no Hape, bukan no Perusahaan, kok ga ad bukti tertulis berupa surat sebelumnya, trus syaratnya ribet, minta no rekening lah, suruh ke ATM lah tuk cek, n biar ada panduan gitu, BENAR BENAR MENCURIGAKAN, yo weis tp gpp skalian aja nee gue mo liat gimana siy faktanya modus dan cara-cara penipuan kek gini... I wanna Know...itung-itung pengalaman :D

Kutekanlah tuts "Gaia" ku, "Pak, ini dengan Amalia, anaknya Ibu "S" yg td bapak kabarin klo beliau memenangkan pulsa 1 juta", dah sent to the number, "message delivered",,

Tak lama, bapak itu menelpon... *ugh, bener-bener niat banget ni orang*, lalu terjadilah percakapan berikut ini, kunamailah si bapak dengan Mr "P":

Mr "P": "Hallo mbak, ini bener dengan Mbak Amalia anaknya ibu "S" yang tadi kami telpon Ibunya memenangkan undian pulsa 1 juta?"

Lia: "Iya dengan saya Pak, gimana pak?"

Mr "P": "ok, jadi begini mbak, Ibu anda sudah berhasil memenangkan undian pulsa sebesar 1 juta rupiah, untuk itu kami memerlukan no rek untuk kami dapat mentransfer uang tersebut, td ibu mbak sudah memberikan no rekening mbak kepada kami, bener ini mbak nomernya 00*******8 ? atas nama Amalia Solicha ?

Lia: "iya Pak insya Allah bener..., trus gmn pak?" *tanyaku lagi

Mr "P" : "ok, klo gitu, sebelumnya saya tanya, apakah mesin ATM jauh atau dekat dengan posisi mbak skrg? kira2 berapa menit waktu tempuh mbak ke mesin ATM?

Lia: "mm...lumayan Pak, mungkin skitar 15 menit-an"

Mr "P": "Baik, klo gitu, skrg kami meminta pada mbak untuk segera ke ATM terdekat, karna kami akan mentransfer uang sebesar 1 juta tadi ke rekening mbak, dan uang itu akan kami kirimkan sesaat setelah mbak berada di sana (ATM)", "jadi nanti mbak akan kami pandu untuk mencek ulang apakah transferan kami sudah terkirim apa belum", "jangan lupa kartu ATM nya dibawa ya mbak". *idddih.. iya gue taau, masa' ke sana ga bw kartunya, dodol!*

Lia: *still cool* " o begitu pak, baiklah saya akan segera kesana, tp sebelumnya saya ingin bertanya terlebih dahulu" *skalian nge tes tu bapak, hihihi...isenk nya kumat*

Mr "P": "ya Mbak silahkan"

Lia: "mm..jadi begini, terus terang saya masih agak bingung dengan ketentuan yang bapak maksud, td khan bapak bilang ibu saya dapet hadiah pulsa 1 juta, tp kok kenapa harus melalui mesin ATM segala tuk transfer, kenapa ga langsung mengisikan aja ke nomer Hape ibu saya pulsanya? kok repot ya pak? dan ini T*******L dalam rangka apa ya pak mengundi hadiah ini? *pura2 ga tau*

Mr "P": *terdiam, "jadi begini mbak, ibu anda berhasil memenangkan pulsa 1 juta, dan itu harus melalui no rekening, karena nanti kami akan memandu mbak untuk mengisi secara langsung dari ATM stelah hadiah itu kami transferkan ke rekening mbak setelah mbak tiba disana", "nah jadi nanti kami akan memandu mbak", "mbak sudah pernah mengisi pulsa via ATM belum?" *dengan ngomong yg ribet, bolak-balik ga jelas, ee ngetes gue dia :P*

Lia: "O, saya sudah pernah pa"

Mr "P": "pulsa berapa mbak?, n mbak masih inget caranya" *ngetes gue lagi dia

Lia: "pulsa 100 ribu pernah pak, insya Allah sy masih ingat langkah2nya"

Mr "P": *terdiam lagi.. "o begitu, ya klo gitu kita minta mbak skrg ke ATM ya, nti miskol saja nomer ini kalo mbak ud nyampe disana" * Yeee....pertanyaan gue kagak kejawab tu pak, piye thoh, spicles gitu, ok gue ladenin lo"

Lia: "ok pak, tunggu sj, sbentar lagi sy kesana.

Nah, tak lama, aku pun menghubungi no layanan bebas pulsa pihak provider tersebut "116", bener-benr mo klarifikasi ni, trus skitar 3 menitan nelpon, berdasarkan pihak provider tsb ternyata dipastikan 100% itu penipuan, karna jika benar ada pelanggan yang memenangkan hadiah tertentu, sang provider akan mengirimkan sebuah pemberitahuan resmi berupa surat, atau media cetak lainnya, jika pun menelpon sang pelanggan mereka akan menghubungi via nomer perusahaan bukan melalui nomer hape sperti di atas.

fffhh.... sdikit Puas rasanya mendapat kepastian dari dugaanku ini, namun tetap akan kuladeni ni orang, kita liat sejauh mana dia bertindak, dan gmn caranya mereka beraksi...

Tak lama, 15 menit aku sudah berada disana (mesin ATM yang terletak di Jakal Km 5 itu), sebelumnya kupastikan dulu saldo dalam rekeningku... yups bener segitu, ok... bismillah... Allahu Rabbi lindungi hamba, sesuai instruksi td kumiskol lah tu nomer...

tak lama, mereka menelpon, kenapa kusebut mereka, karena mereka berbeda orang antara yg nelpon ku tadi dengan yang akan memberikan panduan ku via telp slama di dalam ruangan ATM itu.

Mr "P": "Hallo mbak Amalia, sudah berada di mesin ATM mbak sekarang??"

Lia: "iya pak" *dengan nada sok polos :D

Mr "P": "ok" * tiba-tiba ganti orang je

Mr "P2" : "mbak, skarang masukkan ATM nya, lalu pilih bhs indonesia, lalu tekan no PIN nya, pilih benar, lalu tekan informasi saldo mbak"

Lia: *udah menuruti instruksi, sambil komat kamit zikir, takut tiba2 ga sadar... "lhoh, kok cek saldo Pak?" *mulai MENCURIGAKAN

Mr "P2": "Iya mbak, sbelumnya, kita mo tau dulu jumlah saldo dari rekening mbak sbelum kita tambahkan, biar nanti ga ad kesalahan"

Lia: "lha Pak, apa perlu saya kasihtau ke bapak, kan cukup sy sj yg tau, khan uang yg ingin ditransfer itu genap jumlahnya 1 juta rupiah, ya khan nti tinggal ditotalin aj, nti sy kasihtau dah masuk apa belum??"

Mr "P2": *terdiam... "iya mbak, gpp, nti biar kita bisa memastikan aj, brapa mbak jumlah saldonya?" *lhoh maksa :-?

Lia: "ok, klo begitu, jumlah saldo saya 20 ribu rupiah pak"

Mr "P2": "hah, 20 ribu apa 20 juta mbak?" *nada nya berubah meninggi, antusias, langsung buru2 gitu nanya

Lia: "Iya pak, 20 ribu" *dengan nada sok polos, padahal dah mo ngakak :D

Mr "P2": *terdiam lama...mungkin drpd malu, tetep nelp aja "ok mbak, skrg pencet transaksi lain, lalu pilih menu pembayaran, pilih telepon, pilih T*******L, lalu tekan nomer hape ibu mbak, lalu tekan 1 juta rupiah mbak untuk total nominalnya"

Lia: *dah sambil geleng2 kepala tu, "ok udah pak, transaksinya gagal e pak" *ya iyalah...lu kire gue bodoh apa, jelas2 juga td check saldo segitu, blm nambah, disuruh ngisi pulsa 1 juta, ya ga mungkinlah, jelaslah transaksinya gagal

Mr "P2": "oh brarti blm masuk mbak, dibelakang mbak ad yg lg ngantri ga? *ga ad hubungannya tu nanya yg antri, pasti cm alesan buat mutus ni telp.

Lia: "ga ad e pak" *sambil nahan ketawa

Mr "P2": "oh ya ud, mbak skrg keluar dulu dari sn, nri tunggu beberapa saat kita hubungi lagi, biar yg antri bs masuk dl mbak" *oo...ad sisi baiknya juga mendahulukan org lain ni penipu, alasan aj...

Lia: "ok"

Klik, tiba-tiba telponnya dimatiin, dan aku pun dah ga tahan langsung ketawa ketiwi sendiri *dalam hati ngakak, heheheheh..mang enak gue kerjain lu??

Lalu aku pun menelpon Mamah dan menceritakan smua kejadiannya, Mamah bilang, "makanya mama kasih no rek Lia, khan saldonya emang dah limit gitu, jd klo pun dia mo nipu or mo ngapain ya ga akan bisa jug, td nya mama cuma pengen tau siapa tau beneran dapet, ee emang bohong, ya ud maaf ya nak lama mama ga kirim, nti besok2 mama kirimin yak, masih cukup khan??", dan aku pun menjawab "Iya Ma, nti klo mereka hubungi mama lagi ga usah diangkat yak mending, jangan kasih no rekening yang lain klo misal keangkat telpnya, dan jangan mau pergi ke ATM (pesenku), dan Ma tenang, insya Allah Lia masih cukup" *padahal dalem ati dah teriak-teriak...dah ngikat pinggang slm beberapa hari je, tp ga kan kubiarkan beliau tau itu...hiks,, dah biasa anak perantauan mang kek gini :D

Nah, stelah kuanalisis (halah:D), ternyata siasat mereka adalah, mengetahui dulu apakah korbannya ini mau nurutin perkataan mereka, lalu mengetahui jumlah saldo, sehabis itu dengan memandu para korbannya yang sedang dalam keadaan seneng (krn bakal dapet hadiah) bin bingung (krn dah mumetz) mereka akan mudah mengelabui dengan terus memandu para korban untuk pencet ini pencet itu, keluar transaksi dan pencet ini pencet itu, sehingga si korban ga inget alias bingung ngikutin aja tu instruksi, dan tanpa sadar korban akan melakukan transfer saldo ke no rek yang mereka punya... Overall sperti itu...

Namun sayang beribu sayang, korbannya kali ini tak punya saldo yg mencukupi untuk mereka kelabui, usaha mereka sia-sia saja, pulsa mereka pun abis sia-sia krna nomerku berbeda provider dengan mereka, jadi dipastikan mahal :D *walau ga semahal dulu, skrg tarif dimana2 sok murah, tp sinyal ga ad, putus-putus, ngos-ngosan, ups provider no hapeku ku bangeet tu ugh... :(

Dan yang paling membuatku ngakak adalah perkataan Mr "P2" ini : "hah, 20 ribu apa 20 juta mbak", =)) huahahahaha....klo gue punya 20 juta, ngapain gue susah-susah ngikutin elu, bukan gue sombong jika bener punya saldo segitu (amiin 20 juta je:D), ini dah jelas-jelas penipuan wahai kalian para penipu..., :P :P

Dan akupun jadi belajar satu hal... bersikap hati-hati dalam setiap kondisi apapun, cek dan ricek (tabayyun) itu penting, dan pengalaman adalah guru yang sangat berharga (caelah) sok bijak mode on :D