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Never in my life had I been so deeply hate somebody. I am not a kind of person who hates people easily. I just can’t get mad, even though I have all the reason to be.

And then there’s this person. His age is three times of mine, he lived long enough to tell me things I never knew existed.. and so they say he’s a very respectful one. But then as I worked along with him, it turned out that I REALLY had to hate this person. It’s not because he insulted me or did anything wrong to me. It’s not because he managed to arouse my every nerve.. but rather because I could do nothing to stop him from being so powerful.. while at that time it was me who was supposed to keep things from going “off-track”.

I was the one who made “that” happen from the very scratch, I was the one who spent my sleeping hours working excessively for “that” and BANG! His superiority shattered everything I’ve made.

… well that was not really matter if it was just about me. I can stand people being so unfair to me BUT this was also about a bunch of innocent, passionate, brilliant people involved. And yes I mean it, real BRILLIANT people. He did this to them and these people had no idea they had just been victims of such a nonsense, unauthorized superiority.

I can stand people being so unfair to me BUT not to these people. That was the time when I DID REALLY get mad to somebody that I REALLY WANT TO PUNCH HIM STRAIGHT IN THE FACE. That was the very first time I really wanted to harm people, like, to REALLY harm people……… but I couldn’t. Apparently I still had sense and consciousness with me even though I swore that I would never respect and never get in touch with him ever again.

That was the time when I really wanted to stand up fighting for other people SO MUCH that I forgot about myself being insulted at the same time.

I made a vow to God that I would make my revenge not by harming or insulting him back in any way possible, but by spending my time encouraging and fighting along with these brilliant people so that they can show him they’re worth a diamond. So that they can show him they’re worth a justice. So that they can show him that his nonsense superiority was, indeed, stupid.

Two years later and here I am, thousands of miles and sanity away from my homeland, cheering loudly for these brilliant people’s victory.. which they deserved ever since 2 years ago.

You see now, eh, old man? That I was objectively right about these people from the very beginning. That your age is just a mere age, sorry but it would never bring any additional authorities out of you. You could just push me away from what I’ve fought for but the stars would never lose their lights. These stars will not just easily stop shining.

And yeah, this victory revenge is much more satisfying than punching you right in the face. I didn’t even have to use my precious fist for that. Just a brain and a really good deed would do.

Now that I’ve forgiven him, please take him away from his previous sin, oh my Dearest God. And mine as well, for letting this anger aroused for once. I learned my lesson and I hope he learned them as well as I did.

P.S I love you, my precious stars. You might never know what had happened to you but your victory means a LOT to me and I’m so happy I can stand up fighting, standing beside you. :)

- November 9th, 2011.