Testemoni…
“Jangan terlalu banyak bertanya dalam hidup itu. Kebenaran yang kamu anggap kebenaran adalah sebersit yang Aku ciptakan,”
mantan Menko Perekonomian Dorojatun Kuntjoro-jakti dalam akhir testimoninya untuk Sri Mulyani.
Happy Belated Birthday Mba Din… semoga tambah sayang & disayang Allah SWT…amin
makasihhhhhhhhhh …. :-)
Happy Birthday Mbak Din :)
Wishing you many happy returns on your day and many blessings and laughter throughout the year.
Big Hug xx
The girls with the next Ardhi Bakrie :p at The Hakim’s residence
Thanks for coming ya…. emnmn akhirnya dateng juga tamu yg ditunggu-tunggu … (,”)
What the old sayings meant :)
This is still related to Shallowobsession’s recent post of Love’s rules.
My mom repeats old sayings to me like mantra. It never clicked at the back of my mind - the lightbulb was never on - what they meant, until recently.
My mom always said:
1. Give kindness in appropriate amounts, never go beyond your limits. It really means: don’t be too kind. Love yourself and don’t think about pleasing everybody. Don’t try so hard for everyone to like you. If you’re a naturally good person, there will be people who like you and dislike you. It’s only natural that you have friends and enemies. My mom also said, you don’t go looking for enemies, but if they knock on your door, face them without fear.
2. It’s always better to marry someone who’s crazy about you and not necessarily someone you’re crazy for. I always disagreed with this advice. Because I think I could never marry anyone that I’m not crazy for. But the real meaning of this advice is actually: ‘never really show that you’re crazily in love with your boyfriend or hubby, because they will take advantage’. Of course, you can show them you love them, but don’t make them think you’re in too deep with them (even though you actually are in too deep, never ever show it!)
Many women that I know, show love by being possesive/controlly. By discussing every little tiny beety thing with the Bf/Hubby, by ‘sharing’ every darn feeling she has with him, by reminding him everyday that he’s got this or that appointment, by showing she’s jealous with the exes or other women in his life. These are showing too much love. These for him are motherly love and too boring.
3. Always remember someone’s kindness. My mom repeated this like a broken record, and I think that’s because she’d known I understood the meaning only partially. What she really meant was: before you start hating someone, because he/she did/said this or that to you, you have to remember their kindness. Do these people even have kindness in their hearts? Towards you? Towards others?
If you cannot recollect anything good/kind about them, it’s ok for you to start avoiding them. It’s ok to get rid of people with bad influence, people who only suck your kindness but never give back in return. But before you start avoiding anyone, remember their kindness.
a speech made by Pulitzer Prize-winning author, Anna Quindlen at the graduation ceremony of an American university where she was awarded an Honorary PhD.
This is worth pondering
“I’m a novelist. My work is human nature. Real life is all I know. Don’t ever confuse the two, your life and your work. You will walk out of here this afternoon with only one thing that no one else has. There will be hundreds of people out there with your same degree: there will be thousands of people doing what you want to do for a living. But you will be the only person alive who has sole custody of your life. Your particular life. Your entire life. Not just your life at a desk or your life on a bus or in a car or at the computer. Not just the life of your mind, but the life of your heart. Not just your bank accounts but also your soul.
People don’t talk about the soul very much anymore. It’s so much easier to write a resume than to craft a spirit. But a resume is cold comfort on a winter’s night, or when you’re sad, or broke, or lonely, or when you’ve received your test results and they’re not so good.
Here is my resume: I am a good mother to three children. I have tried never to let my work stand in the way of being a good parent. I no longer consider myself the centre of the universe. I show up. I listen. I try to laugh. I am a good friend to my husband. I have tried to make marriage vows mean what they say. I am a good friend to my friends and them to me.
Without them, there would be nothing to say to you today, because I would be a cardboard cut out. But I call them on the phone and I meet them for lunch. I would be rotten, at best mediocre, at my job if those other things were not true.You cannot be really first rate at your work if your work is all you are.
So here’s what I wanted to tell you today: Get a life. A real life, not a manic pursuit of the next promotion, the bigger pay cheque, the larger house. Do you think you’d care so very much about those things if you blew an aneurysm one afternoon or found a lump in your breast?Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a breeze at the seaside, a life in which you stop and watch how a red-tailed hawk circles over the water, or the way a baby scowls with concentration when she tries to pick up a sweet with her thumb and first finger.
Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is not leisure, it is work. Pick up the phone.
Send an email. Write a letter. Get a life in which you are generous. And realize that life is the best thing ever, and that you have no business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its goodness that you want to spread it around. Take money you would have spent on beer and give it to charity. Work in a soup kitchen. Be a big brother or sister. All of you want to do well. But if you do not do good too, then doing well will never be enough.It is so easy to waste our lives, our days, our hours, and our minutes. It is so easy to take for granted the colour of our kids’ eyes, the way the melody in a symphony rises and falls and disappears and rises again. It is so easy to exist instead of to live.
I learned to live many years ago. I learned to love the journey, not the destination. I learned that it is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only guarantee you get. I learned to look at all the good in the world and try to give some of it back because I believed in it, completely and utterly. And I tried to do that, in part, by telling others what I had learned. By telling them this: Consider the lilies of the field. Look at the fuzz on a baby’s ear. Read in the back yard with the sun on your face.http://bezechange.net/WordPress231/2008/03/01/anna-quindlen-american-university-graduation-ceremony-speech/
Learn to be happy. And think of life as a terminal illness, because if you do, you will live it with joy and passion as it ought to be lived”.
I like this part of his speech the most :These people succeeded because they understand that you can’t let your failures define you – you have to let them teach you. You have to let them show you what to do differently next time. If you get in trouble, that doesn’t mean you’re a troublemaker, it means you need to try harder to behave. If you get a bad grade, that doesn’t mean you’re stupid, it just means you need to spend more time studying. No one’s born being good at things, you become good at things through hard workThe headlines have been filled in recent days with talk of Obama’s speech to school kids, with a debate arising over whether the talk will touch upon partisan political issues.via mashable:
