meaningful lesson

Another day of an idler life. An empty one, a boring one, what else? I'm getting sick of myself. I woke up at 1 pm today. And went to see my garfield and browsed the internet. I forgot about taking a bath and having breakfast. -_-

Anyway, i actually wanted to post this yesterday. But, the news about the Freedom Flotilla made me mad, that i forgot what to do that time. Sorry. But, they didn't show us that they were educated people! Shot at the ship full of volunteers, and, did you hear about that 19 of them were dead??? Oh, God! Allah told us that they would never have their own country area, and would be the clan that will always live in greed. Well, Allah sure will give them the HELL as the punishment for what they've done. (I have no plan to post anything about this problem, but, since i am now a member of international relations studies, then i think i have to be more concern about international issues and discuss about them.)

Okay. Back to the crux of the matter. Raison d'etre to write these post. :D Yesterday, i was looking around my home's book collections, and found 3 interesting books. Not to be read, but, interesting.

The first i found was the P4 book. It is a book that was really popular during Soeharto's regime. It is full of the doctrine of our ideology, Pancasila. I had read the story about the P4's raison d'etre. There was a traumatic event during the Soekarno's regime that were caused by irrelevancy ideology that Soekarno used. It was called Nasakom. And, that time, the communist party was the strongest party in Indonesia, and gave a great support for Soekarno. And, well, the stories i heard after that was quite difference at every story. I actually felt really sad about this fault of Soekarno. He is, until now, my most favorite Indonesia's President. I agree to his idea about not to create too many parties in Indonesia, because the people weren't ready for that kind of democracy. I do agree with him. We can see now, there are probably more than 50 parties exist in our country. You know what i thought about that number of parties? Every people in indonesia just want to be LEADERS. That's all. They don't really think about our well-beings. Even if there are some of them, they are just in small percent of all. I always think that Indonesia needs a Dictator. I know it sounds cruel, but that's what this country need. We don't need hundreds of people as our leader, who, of course, have different thoughts. We need only one leader that can really cover our country's problems. And we should be loyal to our leader, so that, her/his programs can be done well and increase our living standards.

Ehm, i am deviated, too far from the book. :D sorry. Well, i just don't think that book is still exist. I mean, that's right that i never heard any stories about extermination of the P4, but, yah, i never think it still exist. That book belonged to my Dad. It has his signature on it, on the first page. It's cover is yellow, or maybe orange, because, it's not new, and the color must had dimmed.

The second interesting book was my Grandfather's book. A medical book, in Dutch! Holy shit! My grandfather could write and speak Dutch! -_- Cool, isn't it. I mean, yeah, he could get it from the education in Dutchmen colonialism era, but, come on, he understood each words! I even saw some of his writing about diseases. :D Yes, my grandfather(from dad's side) was a really famous doctor in Slawi, our hometown. He loved to help people to be healthy, but he didn't pay much attention on his own health. I ever heard this funny thing about doctor. They're really concern about their patient, but they forget themselves. My Grandfather died on heart attack when i was still really young. Okay, still a baby. A cute one. His sons and daughters, none of them took medical study, nobody wanted to be a doctor. The sons (include my dad) preferred to be engineers. And, well, i don't really know about the daughters. One of my auntie opens a catering, though.

This book is must be the oldest of all in the shelves. The cover is from fabric. A black one. The pages are sooooo smooth! There are so many pictures inside. And, i knew it was a medical book because of the symbol of medical thing. A glass with a snake coil around it. :)

And, the last one and the most interesting one, is my dad's essay for his graduation. :) My dad was a student of National Institute of Technology in Bandung (itenas). He was majoring in Electronic Engineering, which is now one of the most famous studies.

Here's the book...


Well, i was interested to this book not because the contents. I know i love physic science, but Physic, NO! Actually, this book discuss about one of my most favorite lesson, about the electricity, i don't understand it. It's for the pros. Not for a commoner like me.

The interesting part is...This...


It is a dedication part of the book. Written by my dad himself on the bottom right corner. I am not a melancholic girl, but a almost dropped my tears when i saw this.

I always thought that everything that i got now is better and better than what my parents got in the past. I always thought that i had passed really hard difficulties. I thought that my assessment is the hardest one. But i was wrong. I have both my parents who are always support me. While my dad, has only his dad. My Grandfather, to support him. I never thought how would it feel like if i have no mother to support me. T_T I was too self-confident. My mom's struggle even far greater than mine. Her parents didn't have much money for her to continue her study. She was only a graduation of Senior High School. She is a genius of Math and Physic, you know! She has special abilities that should be left out because of economical reasons. What a moron i was! I always sigh everything that is not satisfy me. I never realize that i have everything to support me and get the best.

After saw this thing, i promised myself that I WILL DO CRAZY TO MAKE MY PARENTS TOTALLY PROUD OF ME. Just wait, dad, mom.