Another 3 Days More to GO

Mr Rabbani was killed at his home by a suicide attacker who officials believe had concealed a bomb in his turban. "Whoever killed Burhanuddin Rabbani, the intention was to kill any opportunity for peace and stability in Afghanistan," "After this assassination, to be honest, I do not know what will happen ... Any group who was behind this assassination meant to close the door of stability in Afghanistan." Rabbani's killing at his Kabul home on Tuesday by a bomber claiming to be carrying a message of peace from the Taliban leadership has triggered fears of dangerous divisions in Afghans fighting the Taliban-led insurgency....

....Some source from news online

The situation looks worse here in lovely Afghan. My chef told me that it's like a nice glass plate, that could be broken crumbly any time without any reason. Nobody's knows! He said further eventhough he is going to miss me, but for good shake, never back here again! Live is the magnificent gift from GOD that you need to maintain happily.. Money is not everything, go home! Stay with your loves one..

I just shake my head down, listening to him with my little serious look on him.. inside my mind I had never answer questions, why this continous conflict never ending in this lovely Afghan! Felt sorry with the young generations, with the hard and risky lives surrounding!.. Hmmm, when will it be ending?! I have many good local friends around! What will happened to them, to their family in the future! Still can they dream about colourful and peacefull future ? Hmmm.. I can't answer, most of them just humble, sincere people who find the work for sincere living.. just for survival..

Bact to my Chef, everyday He asks me, how many days more to leave Afghanistan ? I told him, well as today 2 days more, I'll head to Kabul, then on 29th Sept I'll go to Indonesia.. I'll be with my family in Medan on 30 Sept :) .. I told him entusiasm. He is smiling and said GOOD.. can I start crying now ?? He added... no NO .. please.. don't CRY for me Argentina... I answerred him.. Yes, there is something missing on me, eventhough lives like in jail here, but people arounds sincerely nice and friendly.. I'm going to miss them.. and it's one of good live experience for me!

Another 3 Days more to GO.. go.. GO.. Afghan's buddies, I am feeling lonesome already...just my pray with you.. things will be better, no more blood wasting, fightings and anger! All is Well... be peace and safe!

A crying out - Hitting vs Smiling to ROMA

Proverb said that "many ways to go to ROMA". same as many methodes to release your tension. Up today, I didn't register my study yet, the lucky is I already got my students visa :) so, a little bit entertain for my case that I don't need to go to border to extent my stay in Malaysia... Heheheh.

Anyway, when I kept thinking about my situation some negative thoughs appeared. I questioned myself if I'm coerceing too much myself ? Am I very ambitious ? "without capital Monet --> Modal Nekat. Temporary the answer "Don't know".. I tried to ask a friend - drunker hero, but find the same answer "DON't KNOW" huh.. huh.


That day, I'm still very confusing and upset. I lost my smiling plavour, wrinkles on my faces and so tights face, but luckily not so many people at the "frisbee field". Infact I can't force myself to smile, I have found another methodes. I strongly fist my hands and hit on the air plus the abusive words. Looks this way not helping for me.


I still need to do something to release this pressures. Then I want to hit the earth, but looks like it will painfull myself.. so I cancelled. Inspite of hitting the soil, I'm doing my long shouting in the middle of the football field.

"AAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH" long screaming...
This looks fine for a moment. Thought a couple of tourist hear my shouting and try to observe me.. but.. I don't care. I move a little bit further close to the coastal beach.

One, Two, Three.. I command my self.. to make a long yelling...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Again I felt a little bit release..
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH" shrieking again.. I don't care, thought drunkerhero heard my shouting but he keep consentrated with his afternoon exercises. Further continue my shrieking..

I move close to the big tree and crying out:
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGG"

"BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG"

"CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG"

Sometimes I changed the shouting alphabet, instead of AAAGGG, I used BBBBBBBB, or CCCCCCCCC.. but AAAAAAAAGGGh sounds very loosing and releasing.


Temporarily I felt releases YES, YES, but though I'm shouting too much, worring and thinking so much. It's not good. I'm feeling not well.. a bit warm my head, small fever I thought and now I have problem with my throat. It's dry, and hard to swallow my own saliva..... ahgggg hehehe.. see shouting it's not really good way to go to ROMA for me :)


Well, anyway.. I just though that, perhaps, I am experiences less of rest and eat too much curry and spicy indian foods. So, I try to manage my food, Instead of having curry or other spicy foods. I selected some fresh salad, or clear vegetables with fish. I drank a liquid mixture also for my dry throat problems and drinks water as much as possible.


I promised never ever to do shouting again to go to ROMA :) hehehe, inspite of I just can do swimming to cooldown my head and mind or maybe trying hard to create big smile by remembering some beautiful moments in the lives or dream.. dream.. dreaming for the wonderful live in the future.. God Willing...