Heart is a mysterious thing. What inside the heart can change so easily. You hate someone so much and at a moment your heart flip over itself and you're in love. This is what happened to me yesterday. Aheeem... Did I fall in love?
Every evening, on my way home, I have to do something so dangerous... crossing the street. Laugh as hard as you can, but it is a very creepy one >:P. It's a fine and wide street (8 lines). A perfect street to drive through with full speed. It's busy all the time, especially on after-office hour. That's the time when I have to cross it over.
And yesterday when I timidly stepped back and forth at the side of the street, waited for a pretty clear and save path for me to walk through, there came a guy at my right side. He was gonna cross the street too. And when he did it, I was so amazed, he did it confidently, gracefully, no stepping back. So, he made thing easier for me because I could walk along with him safely. And we got into the middle of the street successfully. And we turned our sight from right to left, where the vehicles came from. And suddenly the guy walked behind me and stood at my left. Woa, at that very moment I felt something warm in my heart. How nice! So, he'd set a safe path for ME again? Yes, he did.
Did I fall in love? Too bad, this story is not that fabulous a.k.a ridiculous. All I want to tell here is that how a very simple gesture can touch my heart. I'm not falling in love but I hope to meet him again, every evening. I hope he'll always be there when I need him, to help me crossing the street ha95x.
Talking about crossing the street... back then when I was in Cilegon... if I had to come home late at night... ams and I must watch the street ahead carefully because sometimes there's a herd of buffalo lazily crossing the street of krakatau industrial estate. Their grey color, matched with the color of the night, can trick our eyes. I don't want the same accident happened to me. The accident that happened long long time ago... me and my father, on a motorcycle, we crashed a big buffalo that was crossing the street at dawn time. You may think that was funny, but it was not. I fell down so hard. It hurt both my stomach and my pride. And the buffalo just ran away.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Nice Guy vs Nice Buffalo
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aku ada pengalaman dengan 'nice cow'
waktu itu kita akan pergi ke rumah nn di pinggiran surabaya, melewati jalan sepi di pinggir sungai yang hanya cukup dilewati sebuah mobil. di depan ternyata ada banyak sapi sdg berjemur. ketika mobil kita lewat sapi2 itu pada minggir kecuali seekor yang masih ogah2an untuk bergerak. setelah lama ditunggu tanpa hasil, akhirnya nn turun untuk (niatnya) mengusir sapi itu. di pukul2nya b*k*ng sapi itu supaya minggir.. ehladalah, si sapi malah mapan turu ning tengah dalan!
eh maap, commentnya kepanjangan :D
Hi hi hi, sapi india nyasar ke suroboyo itu.
Pengalaman nabrak kebo itu berkesan banget lo bagiku :D, tiap lewat jalan itu aku pasti aruh2, "di sini lo di sini lo aku sama bapak nabrak kebo". Udah rencana mau cerita ke keponakan, "di sini lo tante sama yangkung nabrak kebo".
Ntar sampai ke anak cucu juga mau aku ceritain ah :D.
oh my God.. so touching.. i could almost cry.. T___T
*blah :P
but that is one really nice man :)
and as for the hit_and_run_by_kebo story, please deh. dont u have other decent stories to tell to ur children =))
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