My Moments. My Writing. My Life :)

Right after we passed the immigration session in Juanda int'l airport, ada mas-mas dari AirAsia yang datengin kita buat dianter ke Mas Bayu, salah seorang former AIESECer yang kerja di Air Asia.
Kita berjalaaaan dan tepat di depan gate 8, ada seorang mas-mas pake seragam hitam ala AirAsia. Rapi. Klimis. But he looks so smart :) dari kejauhan dia udah ngasi aba-aba ke kita berdua buat dateng ke tempatnya.

Ok. Namanya Mas Bayu. Dia adalah salah satu Local Committee President of AIESEC LC Surabaya, kalau gag salah 2 tahun sebelum Mbak Dea (LCP AIESEC Surabaya saat ini). Pertama dia minta boarding pass kita, dan *ehm* sekalian aja kita bilang kalo seatku dan Dinda agak berjauhan (pasang muka memelas dengan harapan kita bisa pindah deketan kursinya) setelah itu kita ngobrol ngalur ngidul mulai dari pekerjaannya dia di AirAsia (dia dapet reward best employer of this month dan dapet semacam reward liburan ke luar negeri gratis! WOW! kereeen!) sampe ngobrol tentang AIESEC semasa dia jadi LCP. Hebat! sampai sekarang aja dia masih inget semua hal tentang aiesec mulai dari values sampai flow careernya aiesec. Dan dia ternyata nerapin semua yang dia dapet di AIESEC dalam hidupnya sampe dia sukses kya gini sekarang. *applaus!*

Pucuk di ulam tiba. Masnya mencoret nomer seat kami dan mengganti dengan yang berdekatan. yiiipppie! finally! :D

beberapa menit kemudian dari speaker keluar panggilan buat naik pesawat, kita masuk dan, entah kenapa baru aja kita sadar kalo nomer seat yang dikasih mas Bayu ke kita itu ada HOT SEAT! alias kursi di bagian depan pesawat yang kalau di website kita harus bayar beberapa duit tapi sekarang kita DAPET HOT SEAT FOR FREE!
unpredictable! but i think that's what we called networking :p

Juanda International Airport – Surabaya, Indonesia

Well, I have to admit that this is my first journey going abroad, and I made it my own myself! So what I feel right now? Umm.. I’m not really sure actually. It could be confused, or happy, yet amazing, but challenging! What a trip!

After I pass all the check in session in the airport and waving goodbye to Surabaya, I went to boarding room. But I remember of my check in session before. Here the story between Mas-mas Ai* A**a di check in counter (M), Aku (A), and Dinda (D).

M: Pagi silakan. Ada itinerary ticket-nya?
D: Ini mas.
M: Mau ke India ya.. kalo boleh tau buat apa?
D & A: Buat internship mas, dari AIESEC
M: Oalah, AIESEC. Disini juga ada lo mas alumni AIESEC yang kerja disini. Mas B*y*. Kenal ga?
A: *bingung* Umm, kayana gatau deh
D: Oh, kayana yang kemarin ikut gathering AIESEC alumni itu kali
M: Mau aku kenalin? Ntar deh ya aku temuin sama dia.

Next we got our seat number. Feel disappointed because our seat is separated :( but then Dinda ask me:

D: yah gag deketan
A: Iya nih ah gag enak mana seru
D: oh abiz ini kan ketemu masnya, sapa tau bisa mindahin kita duduk bareng
A: Oh iya.. semoga aja deh :p

After we pass the immigration session, one man come to us and said he’ll made us met him.
Great!

In front of boarding room, we met him. Have some little chit chat about AIESEC, and then we find the fact that he was a former of President of AIESEC LC Surabaya. We met a great people here! :D
As the prediction, he could change our seats, not only just in the same seat but for the bonus we got the Hot Seat for free! In the front of the plane! What an unexpected thing! :D I think this is what we called networking :p

Until we sat in front of the plane, we, me and Dinda, still can’t believe these miracles. Hahaha. Unforgettable!

As the plane set in boarding position, I whispered:

See you in the next two months Surabaya! :D

Kuala Lumpur International Airport

Ok. So this is the international airport of Malaysia. From the plane I can see those hills surround the airport. First time I stepped out from the plane, I felt wow, it’s hotter than Surabaya. Afterwards, we took a foot to get inside the airport, have another check in session for transit passenger. It’s good here because they still understand Indonesia’s language so I don’t have to use English, not yet. :p

When I finally got inside the airport, wow, it’s crowded actually, but still it’s clean and good. Then we decided to find a prayer room to have some prays. I feel good to be here because this airport equipped with free wifi. Haha, I make it for updating my status on facebook, a cheaper way to inform all the people, including my parent, my family, my friends, and GD, where I am now, lol.

Moments later, I sat and having lunch with Dinda in the café inside the airport. They have no rice, so we decided to have (just) spaghetti. And also a cup of hot milo for me :p
Well, it’s boarding room time! I just can’t wait for the journey to start. :) I look around for some people inside the boarding. Ya, they’re (almost) all Indian people. The foreigners are just me, Dinda, and 4 or 5 bule from another country.

After we already sat nicely inside the plane, make a wish and pray for the safe flight, I’m yelling inside:

India! I’m comiiiiiiing! :DD

Indira Gandhi International Airport – Delhi, India

Wow, it’s the longest and the furthest trip in my life. But I don’t know why I don’t feel so tired at all, while Dinda started to complaining of tires is she. Well, it’s also far away from the plane to the main airport, so we have to take 5 or maybe more walking escalator to get there. Arrived in immigration session, we need to answered some simple questions about the purpose of our arrival in India, then where will we stay during internship, etc, and simply we just answered the embassy of Indonesia, and the men in immigration session let us passed easily without asking more details :p

Now, move to the baggage claim session. It took a very long time to wait out luggage come. Why? I don’t know for sure, we waited for 15 minutes. The baggage of our friend from China, Jessie, already come, but not with our luggage. Started to panic, I decided to ask some people in baggage counter, but they said only “Just wait it, Miss”, then I’ll go back to the place where I left Dinda, and thanks god she finally found our luggage :)

Ok. Another trouble.
Our mobile phone and sim card can’t work here, when actually we have to make some calls. So we just can trust the people who pick us up, hope they’re already arrived. And thanks god, in the gate, I found one boy whose face looks so Indonesia, calling us and, yeah, we met them easily! Another ease from god :)

First time I stepped my feet in India’s road, then I feel so cold. It’s winter here now, but it feels like in Cuban Rois.
Ok, colder I think.

But, c’mon! Realize it!
You are now arrived safely in New Delhi.
You’re now in India!
It means:

The Journey has started!! :D

That is 23rd January, when I should leave my comfort zone then went to somewhere far far away from home alone. Ok, not totally alone actually, I’ll be with my friend, Dinda, during this trip. So in the morning I wake up earlier and do the last-time packing. Indeed, I feel sad actually, based on the fact that my family is in Bali so they couldn’t took me to the airport and say goodbye. Yeah. I should go alone to the airport by taxi, bring my heavy luggage by myself. How pity me! Then when I said farewell to my grandma, she dropped a bit tears while gave me some words of goodbye. I’ll be missing you, grandma. :’) *waving hands

Hmm, in fact I still waiting for Dizka’s came, but the time’s running, and I don’t want to miss my flight so I decided to call the taxi and when it came, I ready to picked all my luggage inside, then the bell was rang.
“Ekaaaaa..”, Dizka’s yelled my name.
Thanks god she’s came in the right time.
“Thanks god you came in the right time. My cab has come and ready to pick the luggage. Let’s go!”, I said in hurry.
“Wait! I bring some help here! Get here!”, she said something I can’t understood. So curiously I came closer to the the door and find Risma tried to made a u-turn for her car in front of my garage and there are also Anti, Deliza, Icha inside the car. My super bestfriends here :D
“SURPRISE!”

Oh my god! I just speechless at that moment. Can’t say anything *cry* and the only thing I can remember is just canceled my cab, giving amount of money for cancellation fee, and then picked the luggage up inside Risma’s car.
A moment later, we are on the way to the airport. I still wondered of this fast-forward case and I thought I should have interviewing them about all these surprised things.
Right after we arrived on the airport, there are Mas Andes and Mbak Ulil from AIESEC who also accompanied my arrival. :) After all the check-in session is done, I met them and my girls gave me something.
“Keep it, This one is from us. No need to read it now. Hurry! You’ll be late for your flight!”, said them.

Yayayaya.
Bunch of thanks for everything this day girls :) for making surprise and everything :)

Good. Finally I have a chance to blogging. :) *thanks God.

Yap. This is the day, where the journey begin. Lots of moments indeed. Here I'll make it easier..

***

H-1 journey:

Well, harusnya hari-hari H-24 jam keberangkatan seperti ini aku udah stay di rumah dan prepare everything completely, mentally or anything. but.. the fact is I'M NOT HAVING ANY REST AT ALL.
Pagi-pagi sudah harus bangun, menjelajah satu demi satu pasar di Rungkut bersama Akmal, salah satu staf Konsumsi untuk nyari air minum buat acara Seminar Nasional besok, setelah dapet langsung dianter ke kampus dan balik nganter Akmal pulang. FYI, aku koordinator konsumsi di acara seminar nasional IT itu, 23 Januari 2011, sangaat bertepatan sama berangkatku ke India. Gosh!

Setelah berepot-repot masuk pasar (secara jarang ke pasar) langsung lanjut ke office. Last briefing before exchange sama mas fandi dll.. yayayaayy.. blablabla cipika-cipiki setelah itu cabut pulang ke rumah dimana anak-anak uda pada mau dateng ke rumah. Ngapain? RPL masih banyak yang menunggak, tidak hanya kelompok 3-ku..

Sorenya, kita langsung bareng-bareng ke kampus nyiapin segala macem buat semnas besok. Dan sebagai sesi transportasi (baca: jadi sopir angkut-angkut sofa dari rumah dosen ke kampus) adalah suatu pengalaman baru buat aku nyetirin mobil di antara crowded-nya pasar malam dengan mobil penuh dengan sofa dan para sie SDP yang 'nyelempit' diantaranya --"
Ketika sudah selesai 2 kali bolakbalik angkut sofa, sampailah aku di hmd.. duduk-duduk santai dan waktu liat GD turun dari lantai 2..
aku: "Makan yuukk, lapeer.."
gd: "Kemana?"
aku: "pengeeen makan bebek kodim!"
gd: "..ayo"
cahyo: "mangan ta? ayo aku melu pisan.. luwe iki"
dan berangkatlah kita bertiga ke kodim, tempat nongkrong anak himatika. Unfortunately, bebek favorit yang enak sekali itu sudah abis *tears* tapi it's ok.. Kita makan tempe dan telur penyet yang tidak kalah mantapnya + extra sambel (mengingat harga lombok mahal minta ampun tapi ternyata penjualnya baik sekali mau kasih extra sambel :D)
Yaaaayy, finally, kesampean juga makan tempe penyet sebelum berangkat.. :)) gonna miss you tempe penyet :p lol

Setelah balik ke kampus rencana mau langsung cabut tapiii ternyata itu brownies sudah datang dan akhirnya yang selanjutnya dilakukan adalah njepretin permen ke plastik-plastik brownie itu.. haha.. so sorry buat para stafku.. hanya inilah yang bisa dilakukan koor-mu.. poor us.. lol
stop! time to go home! selesai jepretin puluhan permen ke brownies, semua pun pulang.. well, I feel something strange again. Perasaan aneh, gugup, sedih, entahlah..
Aku dan GD pun jalan ke parkiran dekan.
Sampai di deket mobil aku langsung mematung dengan mata berkaca-kaca ngeliat GD.
aku : "gonna miss you so.."
gd: "pesenku cuma satu, jangan lupa sholat"
aku: "insyaallah.."
then, he gave me last cheek kiss, twice.
actually, I really want to hug him so tightly, that's on my mind, but I don't know why this hand and all the body is freeze, then do just... nothing.
:'(
begitu masuk mobil, ya, tangis tumpah begitu saja. Menyebalkan.
tapi ternyata ya.. entah sakit atau apalah itu rasanya.
yang jelas rasanya hampa.
aneh.
I'll be missing you so much, my beloved GD.. =)

on the day..
5 am in the morning.

wake up. sholat subuh. dan yap.. packing for the very last time. tapi ternyata ada beberapa dokumen penting yang belum sempat ke print dan ke-copy, ditambah ke-alpaan tadi malam buat belum beli roti yang dititipin uti, akhirnya jadilah saya mandi dan bersepeda motor kilat, berharap ada toko yang sudah buka. Rencananya sih mau ke Urgent yang buak 24 hours di Bratang sana, tapi bingung juga.. secara itu sudah jam 6.15 dan jam 7 uda harus berangkat ke bandara. Tiba-tiba, tercetuslah sebuah ide buat cari fotokopian dan toko di daerah jagir. Alhamdulillah, ada toko yang uda buka, beli roti (walopun bukan sari roti karena stok di situ ternyata udah kadaluarsa), dan decide buat ngeprint aja lagi dokumen-dokumen itu, ambil dari email tentu. Sampe rumah pas jam 7, telpon taxi dan pamit sama uti, bude Titin, wikan, dan mbak mis.
As usual, mata uti berkaca-kaca dan berpesan agar hati-hati selama di India, dan jaga diri selalu :')
oops, rupanya aku melupakan satu hal, sms dizka. Dia bilang mau bareng sama aku nganterin ke bandara tapi dia gag bales-bales juga aku telpon lah dia. Dan yang angkat bilang kalo hapenya ketinggalan *damn*, hanya bisa pasrah aja waktu taxinya sampe. Barang-barang hampir dimasukkin dan ada yang ngebel di pintu belakang. Aku segera lari. Dan ternyata dizka.
aku: "dizkaa! untung dah dateng aku mau aja berangkat taxinya udah dateng"
dizka: "eehh, aku bawa pasukan lo.."
penasaran, aku mendekat ke pintu pager dan nemuin Cece lagi puter balikin mobil, dengan Deliza, Icha, Anti didalamnya. minus Ntan.
SURPRISE!
DAMN SEMUAAA!
ya tuhan, so unbelievable!
aku pikir Dizka dianter cowonya dan emang beberapa menit sebelumnya Anti telpon buat bilang sorry karena gabisa nganter, I feel nothing about it, but the fact is dia ada di dalem mobil itu dan I bet semua pasti pada nahan napas dan ketawa waktu Anti telpon aku tadi.
ANTI SETAAAAN!
hahahahahahah
so thanks god you give me so precious friends like them.
very berry thanks for unexpected surprise girls.
You know I do love y'all so much :')

Next minutes, we spent our very last time laughing on the road before I depart.
Sampe di bandara aku langsung berjumpa dengan Mas Andes dan Mbak Ulil dari AIESEC yang nganterin keberangkatan aku sama dinda, dan tentu saja sebagai orang yang dimintai tolong buat ngefotoin kami di bandara. Haha
Soon as Dinda arrived, aku masuk dulu buat check-in. Gila. Ngantri abiz. Tapi untungnya pas giliran kita ga ribet dan ditanya macem-macem, eh tapi ketika tau kita dari AIESEC dan mau exchange, mas-nya Ai* As** yang di check-in counter malah bilang kalo ada anak AIESEC yang kerja di situ juga, ntar mau dikenalin. Aseeek! moga aja bisa dimintain tolong gitu biar tempat dudukku sama Dinda bisa sebelahan (coz kita dapetnya beda tempat duduk dan jauh :( how sad..)
After short check-in session, aku keluar sebentar sementara Dinda yang ribet bawa banyak cabin baggage nunggu di dalem.

Sampe di luar aku celingukan cari mereka, tapi yang temuin cuma mas Andes (yang sekalian ngecek2 dokumenku) sama mbak Ulil.
kemanaaa mereka? setelah aku telpon muncullah mereka dan..
aku: "guys, sorry ya gabisa lama, uda waiting room soalnya.."
mereka: "iyaa ndang sana, tapii ini ada sesuatu buat kamu"
mereka pun ngasi aku sesuatu handmade card warna pink tua
mereka: "udaaaah dibacanya ntar aja di dalem kamu telat lo nanti sayy.."
aku: "makasiiiih yaaa semua udah nganterin, buat surprisenya, dan ini juga. Gonna miss you all girls" :)
mereka: "sippp.. kabar-kabarin yaa kalo uda sampe"
dan setelah cipika cipiki sama satu persatu dari mereke + mas Andes dan mbak Ulil aku masuk lagi ke dalem..

it is now Wednesday, 2 days to go to the new adventure of my life. Yes, absolutely I count it, I dunno why it makes me appreciate every single second in my life in Surabaya lately.

well, how about my feeling?
it's definitely complicated, it's like these (feeling) are just too much.
I feel worried.
I feel afraid.
I feel sad (by leaving my Surabaya and all the people behind)
I feel nervous
I feel I dunno.. weird? as this is my first time leaving town to go out far away from home and for a long time..

BUT..

yet, I (also) feel..
So excited!
So impatient about my adventurous journey!
So strong!
So free!
So challenged!
So dash!
So happy all the time!

and absolutely..
SO ME! :DD

well, actually my mind full of complicated things and my heart filled with indescribable feeling, each like a paradox on the others. Cause I feel so worried but at the very same time I feel so glad.

however, I just don't care too much..
all I want is just experience something new in my life.
and trust me,
I CAN'T WAIT FOR THAT JOURNEY TO START! YAAAAAAYYY :DDD

January 9th, 2011

It's so weird you know, if you had to came to city when everything seemed so different from what it used to be.
and for me, that city is Jakarta.
well, these fact actually has nothing to do with the crowd or physically form of the town itself.
no no no.
those fact just came from me..
from my feeling. and what I feel to this city, before and after.

Those difference getting stronger when I suddenly decided to got to Jakarta by myself for applying my visa to the Indian Embassy on January 5th..
Here I start..

***

A couple years ago, it might be 4 or 5 years ago, when my grandparents still alive, they got so excited when I'd like to visited them in Jakarta. They prepared everything for my arrival, every single thing.
Starts from my arrival in airport.
I still remember it very clearly, the memories about my grandpa who wait couple hours for my plane. He went to airport very earlier, around 2 hours before my plane arrived, he never complained if my plane arrived late, or because he has to wait for me for long hours, he just doesn't care. Because all he has to do is just wait in the very front of arrival gate so that from a distance he could see me waving hand, to emphasize that I'm ok, I came to Jakarta safely :')

After I took all my luggage, I came to him and he hug me so tightly, kiss my cheek, and ask, "apa kabar, nak?", and directly without wait for my answer he said, "akung sama uti kangen, udah lama kamu ga ke sini"
and after that, we spent the rest of distance from airport to the house with some chit-chat about everything.

Shortly, when I got to grandpa's house, I still remember the way my grandma stand calmly in the garage, stay with her peaceful smile, wait to welcoming me home warmly. And shortly after I get off from the car, she came to me, hug me, and said almost the same thing which my grandpa ask me before. Then, we, me, grandma, and grandpa, got to the living room to start another warm-welcoming conversation with a cup of tea served by Yuk Sur, their loyal servant.
Those moments, actually is kind of the best moments of mi life. And their presence, it made the moments became the perfect one.
I really missed them much :')

***

Imagine now, when they signed no presence on my arrival to Jakarta. Well, it will extremely different without them beneath.
It's like.. I don't know.. indescribable feeling..
lonely?
of course.
but mostly is...
evanescence
:'(
it feels like the some part, which is the beautiful part, of Jakarta is gone, and never be the same anymore. without them indeed.
No warm welcome.
No warm hugging.
No warm chit-chat in living room.
No warm-served a cup of tea.
No warmth of their kindness at all.
So that, the last time I arrived on Jakarta, I just got off from my plane, bring my own suitcase, exit from the gate, catch my first bus to my cousin's house on Rawamangun, and spent my time on the bus thinking of how lonely the crowded is..
Thinking how much I missed them..
:')

Once again, for the last time,
Jakarta would never be the same anymore without you Akung.. Uti..
I missed you so damn much..
And I do love you so, Akung, Uti..
Rest peacefully in heaven.
:')



Especially dedicated to:
Alm. H.M. Koesdarto Hadimoeljo
Alm. Niniek Indarmani
Thanks for showing me the best and the warmest love I've ever know in my life..

Yeah!
That's true.
:D

Finally, I got accepted in this organization.

Actually, it's been a long time ago since I got info about this AIESEC, when I was in senior high school exactly. But at that moment, I still busy doing lots of committee or (sometimes) just doing unimportant things or bridled by unimportant person :(
Yeah, so regretful I know.. then I slap my face, oh c'mon! WAKE UP! There's no time to think of the past, cause we need to LOOK FORWARD FOR THE FUTURE :)

And, here I am now, 4 years since the first time I know the existence of one youth organization called AIESEC, being one of their member.. YEAAAYYY :D
Basically, I applied for the exchange participant, thus, I just want to go exchange, come back, and get some experience for that exchange.
But I find out something different here.
something fresh.
something new.
or
I can simply call it,
CHANCE

When the first time I read the booklet, I see, oh.. this organization ain't just exchange, it's more than that. I bet there would be lots of opportunities I could gain from this AIESEC, because the fact is...
1. it's an international organization
2. it offers us (youth generation) a platform to explore and develop our leadership skill (as seen on their tagline :p)
those reason are my first impression after I look at the booklet of AIESEC..
But
as the time goes by.
as I (finally) accepted as their member..
I learn sooooo much...
:)

why?
- Because this ain't an ordinary organization like in my campus

Based on my (and other AIESECer's) opinion, in every step, in every season, your understanding about this organization would be different.
But, for this moment, AIESEC is like a key and path for me toward my dreams and future.

They ask me to:
- just be myself
- just do anything that you love
- always take the opportunities no matter how trivial are those chances
and the most is..
create YOUR OWN LIFE GOALS, be prepared of it, and let's see how AIESEC help you (so much) to achieve your goals..
*ooops, a bit promotion :p

GO GIRLS!
BURN YOUR LEADERSHIP!
:DD