<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:17:18.235-08:00</updated><category term='home'/><category term='sport'/><category term='catatan harian'/><category term='idea'/><category term='lari'/><category term='photography'/><category term='tips'/><category term='restoran'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='kambangiwak'/><category term='my wishes'/><category term='my office activities'/><category term='jogging'/><category term='palembang'/><category term='my city is my story'/><category term='park'/><category term='jalan-jalan'/><category term='exercise on gym'/><title type='text'>Just Danny</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-9021758168469239934</id><published>2009-10-16T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:20:36.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kambangiwak'/><title type='text'>Hobi baru: jogging uhuyyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/StlUB5tzYLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/W2PKGXAZzMM/s1600-h/kambang-iwak3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/StlUB5tzYLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/W2PKGXAZzMM/s320/kambang-iwak3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393434420402413746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/StlUBbiHzrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/XrVAssAdMPo/s1600-h/kambangiwak12bh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/StlUBbiHzrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/XrVAssAdMPo/s320/kambangiwak12bh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393434412300357298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/StlUA1nt-fI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UyEsyGaD8rg/s1600-h/imag0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/StlUA1nt-fI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UyEsyGaD8rg/s320/imag0046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393434402123282930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw mempunyai hobi baru akhir-akhir ini. Yaitu LARI alias jogging. Rasa-rasanya gw baru nyadar kalo lari itu suatu kesenangan yang membuat gw bergairah untuk memulai hari haduh bahasanya kayak gw nggak semangat aja. Eh beneran gw baru tiga minggu ini mulai aktif lari pagi, kadang sore juga, kadang malem juga kalo pas mau jogging hujan gw terpaksa pergi ke gym dan treadmill sampe kalori gw habis 200 perhari, lumayan sih ga banyak. Tapi gila efeknya ngaruh banget, diotak gw seperti ada yg ngusir rasa penat dan jadinya tiap hari gw selalu mikirin yg positiv aja...eh beneran ini ga boong? hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus gw juga baru beli trimmer yang ada magnetnya, entah gw kayak kesetanan untuk terus bergerak kalo baru bangun ga liat trimmer disamping tidur bakal teriak siapa yg nyolong dari kamar gw. Biasanya gw bakal nyari bokap!! Hugh saingan gw tuh semenjak ada trimmer, bokap suka males jalan keliling komplek tapi goyang-goyang pake trimmer didepan teras. Sumpah!!! Gw kadang-kadang malu kalo ada tetangga yg liat bokap gw sok goyang-goyang gitu diatas trimmer dengan pinggulnya yg suka encok....hahahahahaha makanya gw suka sembunyiin jangan sampe ketahuan bokap...haduh....gw lebih milih menjaga kehormatan keluarga ketimbang bokap gw jadi bahan gosip ibu-ibu langganan warung Ibu Arkis yg saban hari selalu aja bergosip ria. Hugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik lagi ke cerita jogging, nah itu dia nggak tahu napa kalo gw keliling-keliling kambang iwak (itu lho area joggingtrack yg ada aer mancurrrrnya di Palembang-liat aja gambar diatas) muncul inspirasi seolah-olah gw sedang berada dalam stadion yg lagi ditonton puluhan ribu sambil teriak-teriak "ayo kamu bisa" makanya suka bikin target sebelum keliling paling ga' mampu menyelesaikan 5 kali puteran..tapi itu hanya mimpiiiiiii...sampe sekarang baru maksimal tiga kali keliling dan nggak pernah lebih. Aneh emang? Suka aja halangan liat abang-abang penjual somai, bakso, bubur kacang ijo, dan sekutunya yg suka senyum sendiri liat gw lari dan gw suka kagak enakan untuk ga mampir hehehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg bikin asyik jogging tuh memberikan keuntungan tetap bagi keseluruhan kesehatan setelah dilakukan. Efek-efek dari jogging yg gw tahu adalah:&lt;br /&gt;1. membuat jantung kuat, dimana semakin memperlancar peredaran darah dan pernafasan;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mempercepat sistem pencernaan dan membantu menyingkirkan masalah pencernaan;&lt;br /&gt;3. Menetralkan depresi;&lt;br /&gt;4. Meningkatkan kapasitas untuk bekerja dan mengarahkan pada kehidupan yang aktif;&lt;br /&gt;5. Jogging membantu membakar lemak dan mengatasi kegemukan;&lt;br /&gt;6. Kalau bermasalah dengan selera makan, jogging membantu memperbaikinya hehehehehe;&lt;br /&gt;7. Jogging mengencangkan otot kaki, paha dan punggung;&lt;br /&gt;8. Membuat tidur lebih nyenyak.&lt;br /&gt;Selebihnya silahkan buat daftar sendiri aja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang paling gw suka ada kesenangan bertemu dengan orang-orang yg sama sedang melakukan jogging, mulai dari ketemu yg cantik-cantik dengan pakaian yg aduhai sampe ketemu nenek-nenek yg masih suka aja berias...sumpah deh gw beberapa kali ketemu sama nenek yg rambutnya masih disasak gitu dengan riasan gincu dibibirnya haduh kayaknya nih nenek menikmati hidupnya. Nah orangtua aja masih semangat kenapa gw yg masih muda ga menunjukkan bahwa gw jauuuuuuuuuuuh lebih semangat dari doi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogging juga dapat memberi kita kesenangan secara fisik maupun mental. Apabila jogging dilakukan dengan benar, pastinya kita tak akan merasakan kelelahan saat  telah menyelesaikan satu tur lebih dari yang kita lakukan sebelumnya. Katanya sih juga mendapat manfaat dengan merasakan nyaman di otot selama jogging dan setelahnya.Heu heu beneran ini sakitnya beda walau sakit diotot tapi ga ngeluh yg berarti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang paling penting gw bisa merasakan angin lembut yang bertiup disekitar badan gw, Nah yg larinya dihutan pasti bisa mendengarkan suara burung berkicau, yang lari disungai bisa mendengar suara air yang mengalir, atau suara ombak di laut (jika Anda melakukannya di tepi laut). Yang jelas belum gw temui Selama jogging orang yg marah-marah ada juga kita bisa merasakan perasaan senang. Selanjtnya ayoooo bergabung kita lari bareng-bareng....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-9021758168469239934?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/9021758168469239934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=9021758168469239934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/9021758168469239934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/9021758168469239934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2009/10/hobi-baru-jogging-uhuyyyy.html' title='Hobi baru: jogging uhuyyyy'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/StlUB5tzYLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/W2PKGXAZzMM/s72-c/kambang-iwak3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-6830945611323287322</id><published>2009-10-13T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T02:16:23.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><title type='text'>yuk kita nge Tweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/StRETECbUqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fRC7EJGsBSM/s1600-h/twtter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/StRETECbUqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fRC7EJGsBSM/s320/twtter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392009748161450658" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo peeps! Waw..gw ga sadar udah lama banget ga nulis sesuatu disini. Kali ini gw mau nulis yang agak resmi aja. Soalnya suka bosen kalo baca tulisan gw berkali-kali (ya iyalah emang tulisan gw sebagus apa sih?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah kali ini gw mau sharing gimana cara pake Twitter, heheheheh secara gw yang pertama kali mempopulerkan situs jejaring sosial satu ini di kantor. Pdhal gw sengaja biar banyak follower aja hehehehehehe pertama kali kita harus menghapus semua memori tentang situs jejaring sosial sejenis Facebook, friendster, Hi5, tagged, myspace dan sodara-sodaranya yang jumlahnya ga ketulungan udah berapa saat ini????? (siapa yang tahu; ancungkan jari???) karena Twitter beda banget dengan web 2.0 sejenis. Istilah microblogging sudah disandangkan buat situs ini, so kalo lu mau share apapun silahkan ngetwit aja disana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang kudu kita lakukan nih langkah-langkahnya &lt;br /&gt;1. Masuk ke halaman &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; ini. &lt;br /&gt;2. Tulis nama kamu, avatar (gw saranin sih pake foto aja biar mudah dikenalin) trus orang bisa jadi follower kita. &lt;br /&gt;3. Pertama kali pasti bingung mau ngapain, bagusnya kamu liat-liat aja dulu tweety punya orang-orang dengan cara baca-baca atau kalo kamu tertarik silahkan centang tombol Following... &lt;br /&gt;4. Pengertian following adalah kita jadi salah satu orang yang bisa membaca apa yang di tweet sama doi, so kita juga bisa update informasi mengenai doi lg ngapain atau apa yang dishare olehnya di twitter. &lt;br /&gt;5. Biar seru, ajak temen-temen gabung di Twitter (seperti yg gw lakukan) so nantinya mereka bisa jadi follower kita, jadinya kayak artis gitu setiap status update terbaru langsung dishare via Twitter dan kita bisa saling bales-balesan kayak chatting gitu tapi menurut gw Twitter sekarang sudah disalahgunakan dengan memborbardir update status sampe suka pusing baca balesan orang-orang. &lt;br /&gt;6. Bersosialisasi dan berkenalan dengan orang-orang baru melalui tweety-nya, mulai dari membales tulisan dengan beberapa peraturan misalnya ga boleh terlalu maksa, atau mengajukan pertanyaan dan lainnya. resikonya semua follower kita tahu semua yg kita twit via twitter. &lt;br /&gt;7. Kata orang jangan terlalu narsis, tadi udah gw tulis ya? maksudnya gini jangan terlalu berlebihan aja. Emang lu siape hehehehehe???? &lt;br /&gt;8. Nah bagusnya lagi kita bisa mengupload foto-foto dalam satu album dan dikomentari rame-rame gitu. Emang sih ga kayak Facebook atau friendster tapi paling ga, lu kagak perlu khawatir lg untuk nyimpen album foto atau foto-foto ga penting lainnya via &lt;a href="http://www.twitpic.com/"&gt;Twitpic&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;9. Terus apa lagi ya, oh iya yang lu harus tahu. Di Twitter kita dibatasi nulis sampe 140 karakter doank, kalo kelebihan paling dipotong secara otomatis dibagian ujungnya. So saran gw sih gunakan semaksimal mungkin dengan menulis yg pasti2 aja, kalo mau panjang gunakan &lt;a href="http://www.posterous.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;10. Kita bisa aja diblok oleh orang yang kita following kalo seandainya kita terlalu maksa nulis berlebihan soalnya suka menganggu halaman profil-nya. Makanya saran gw jangan terlalu sering nulis ke orang yg ga kita kenal. Lu bisa tahu status para artis lagi ngapain dan bisa bales dengan me-retweet tapi jangan berharap banyak untuk meminta balasan atau menganggu tweety-nya. Mending sesama temen-temen aja lu perlakukan seperti itu. &lt;br /&gt;11. Aturan membales juga rada unik dengan kode RT @namatweet...bla..bla.... misalnya gini : &lt;em&gt;"Kapan ajak gw nonton donk RT @asriel992001 : gw mau nonton siang ini di PIM, ada yg mau?"&lt;/em&gt; nah RT = Reply To..sertakan @ disetiap akun twitter yg akan dibales. &lt;br /&gt;12. Jangan kirim SPAM, kadang-kadang suka ribet aja ada beberapa orang yg suka iseng berbagi info tapi ga penting dan ga disukai followingnya nah itu udah kategori SPAM. 13. Update perkembangan informasi via halaman berita semisal @thejakartaglobe, @tvonewebnews,@kompasdotcom dan banyak yg laennya jadi lu ga dianggap kuper... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian sharingnya mudah-mudahan bermanfaat, berbagai aplikasi twitter via BlackBerry banyak kok tersedia seperti Ubertwitter dan masih banyak yg lainnya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-6830945611323287322?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/6830945611323287322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=6830945611323287322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/6830945611323287322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/6830945611323287322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2009/10/yuk-kita-nge-tweet.html' title='yuk kita nge Tweet'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/StRETECbUqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fRC7EJGsBSM/s72-c/twtter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-4229322890250402854</id><published>2009-05-05T23:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:35:21.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palembang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><title type='text'>good boy on skateboard Acid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SgEvTQ2DdYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xZ8GbXTAhHQ/s1600-h/try+to+jump+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SgEvTQ2DdYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xZ8GbXTAhHQ/s320/try+to+jump+up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332595441769084290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SgEvTH0Qo_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/uFMwoMmv534/s1600-h/hmm..never+give+up..i+have+to+try+once+more,+more.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SgEvTH0Qo_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/uFMwoMmv534/s320/hmm..never+give+up..i+have+to+try+once+more,+more.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332595439345640434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SgEvTJ8sJQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Q0bLFbrIO68/s1600-h/hmm..balancing+of+harmony+inline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SgEvTJ8sJQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Q0bLFbrIO68/s320/hmm..balancing+of+harmony+inline.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332595439917868290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SgEvS7rFC_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jypQbx-ziNs/s1600-h/another+boy+who+try+to+jump+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SgEvS7rFC_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jypQbx-ziNs/s320/another+boy+who+try+to+jump+up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332595436085906418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SgEvS2YD1CI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HaZLjN5t23I/s1600-h/..hey+look+what+kind+of+dance+i+was+played...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SgEvS2YD1CI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HaZLjN5t23I/s320/..hey+look+what+kind+of+dance+i+was+played...jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332595434663957538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"come by this afternoon", when an alert message drop to my phone this morning. Look i was in the rest off and didn't know what to do along last sunday. So, very quick i direct to reply to come and also really want to join. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great experienced and also so much fun during that time. I have admit that i was totally get a new experienced when trying to ride a skateboarding in a new way. Yups i just only in amateur level after acquaintaced with them in Sriwijaya Heritage and Memorial Park and they looked so friendly and very clear to give me an understanding how to drive it as they saw it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nope..i didnt expected too much to involved. My desire only to captured them and give an essence of photography in order i can explored my ability in imagination how to get a nice shot. Take a look!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-4229322890250402854?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/4229322890250402854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=4229322890250402854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/4229322890250402854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/4229322890250402854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-boy-on-skateboard-acid.html' title='good boy on skateboard Acid'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SgEvTQ2DdYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xZ8GbXTAhHQ/s72-c/try+to+jump+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-8496604502647527751</id><published>2009-04-11T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T16:19:28.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>near Musi river</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;i try to regularly to posting some idea and now let me show you some picture that had captured by me during three days off this week. Really great to do some adventure activities and hope in the upcoming i could share not only a pict but also story behind. Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SeEkbCfhKhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PVYAGhNdM_w/s1600-h/2780_1126163429768_1097610398_399579_4690641_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SeEkbCfhKhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PVYAGhNdM_w/s320/2780_1126163429768_1097610398_399579_4690641_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323576281472772626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SeEka9bXKqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1x87N5trJA8/s1600-h/IMG_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SeEka9bXKqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1x87N5trJA8/s320/IMG_0405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323576280113162914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SeEka-8C9UI/AAAAAAAAAJY/It9IqfR286U/s1600-h/IMG_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SeEka-8C9UI/AAAAAAAAAJY/It9IqfR286U/s320/IMG_0409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323576280518686018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-8496604502647527751?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/8496604502647527751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=8496604502647527751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/8496604502647527751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/8496604502647527751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2009/04/near-musi-river.html' title='near Musi river'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SeEkbCfhKhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PVYAGhNdM_w/s72-c/2780_1126163429768_1097610398_399579_4690641_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-7099275896088503375</id><published>2009-04-10T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:12:48.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catatan harian'/><title type='text'>no idea</title><content type='html'>hey everyone..where should i begin?&lt;br /&gt;my last entry was in February..and nothing comes up after it. but my idea always appears and no time for me to share it. Just want to keep it only in my mind. Fortunately, i have another media when suddenly want to talk by just open my BlackBerry and try to recorded my voice over the facilities occupied into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what should i do by using this blog? i have no idea anymore..:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-7099275896088503375?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/7099275896088503375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=7099275896088503375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/7099275896088503375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/7099275896088503375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-idea.html' title='no idea'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-2901891215349807963</id><published>2009-02-03T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T06:47:36.958-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my office activities'/><title type='text'>Mille Feuille ... it was a great taste croissants ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SYhY9uJR9_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/cLfZpjYJkK8/s1600-h/n1097610398_303367_7963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SYhY9uJR9_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/cLfZpjYJkK8/s320/n1097610398_303367_7963.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298582778983610354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having the best day off, i dont know how i could describe about my feelings today. Starting with a delightful of task that always appear to open my routine in the office. But hardly to say that my body wasn't fit and i didn't get a fresh air from environment. I must say that i really hate the people who brings ciggarette in a public area everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups..today was final for me and partners to find out appropriated person who dedicated as account officers where as a few of them had a problem with ours requirements. Actually, some of them look so hard to convey anything in a simple words and frankly to say, we're very tired to interview them but thanks Alloh, we've got a new experienced by meet anothers that look so great with humble idea and some funniest things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..in the other hand. I had tried to be a first person who enjoy and tested a divine croissant that served by my colleague from Horison Hotel. It was so exciting for me and also some of my partners. I really enjoy and also confused to give an explanation hows so divine the taste of this croissant..they called with "Mille Feuille". it sounds in my ears like a french accents that had no meaning and also unforgettable to the lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i dont know when i see the picture of this croissant and i'm reminiscing with strawberry that cover on top of this delicious cake. I figure that this croissant looks so weird for those people in their first impression that want to try it. This was one of the more simple taste cake and so simple, yet so flavorful too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-2901891215349807963?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/2901891215349807963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=2901891215349807963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/2901891215349807963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/2901891215349807963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2009/02/mille-feuille-it-was-great-taste.html' title='Mille Feuille ... it was a great taste croissants ever'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SYhY9uJR9_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/cLfZpjYJkK8/s72-c/n1097610398_303367_7963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-3960784860612910928</id><published>2009-01-22T07:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T07:51:06.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my office activities'/><title type='text'>complicated day</title><content type='html'>today was complicated for me. I hate admit to saying this that i’m not interest with my routines anymore in office. I do all my job with full responsibility to help and give a solution to my friend who needed my assistance in according their job. I have no idea why are they still ask about the matter that happened to me not directly to their boss? I was thought if i really really expertise to all problem that actually happened in our daily bread everyday in my lovely company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel very boring and needed some refreshment but i have no choice. Recently i’ve just heared that there is a chance for me to move into another department in my company and i really want it so much. I dunno how to starting it..i’m not really quite sure about my career if i were here (in my department) for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, i was coming from technical background when i enrolled my application. And at this time moment, i must control all commercial aspect in term to fulfill all basic needed including some routines activities that was like a general administration activities..hmm i dont like it so much..but nothing comes up when i had been handled all. So this job like my bad destiny here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to talk with someone who can understanding me and give me an advice how i can empower my basic value. It’s tremendous problem when the morning day i open my laptop and check budget availability in system and then distributed them to pay a few invoice that always come to my desk everyday and nothing more except involvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy my responsibilty when i had a nice and wise boss who can give me another experience and totally never interupt or disturbed for what i must do for this department. Sometimes i get confused when ’someone’ had been made an intervention for all my task that hasn’t belong to his appropriate responsibility and babbling about things that i often dont understand. I have to make some objection for just giving a confirmation about something wrong on his mind deceptively this is all my folk and too subjective and also really ridiculous for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’ve been dreaming someday, i’ll can explore my ability in business field and i hope to Alloh; i dont screw it up. So, i’ll try to contact some colleagues to find out any information about new employement requirements. I literally had no feeling to run my job so its time for me to looking another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys for reading my blog today…i’m starving…????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-3960784860612910928?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/3960784860612910928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=3960784860612910928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/3960784860612910928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/3960784860612910928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2009/01/complicated-day.html' title='complicated day'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-3454517279495719063</id><published>2009-01-16T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T07:23:21.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my office activities'/><title type='text'>Good Job on 1st Week of this year</title><content type='html'>Totally i was in Pangkal Pinang last week for attending an invitation by my colleague in Parai Beach resort.Arie and me had asked by owner of Eljohn Group to present about our latest info interm that he will use our business solution products in his company.Actually, i always response about what he need whether he never asked it before.  But, when i had a chance to meet with Mr.Johnie in one Palembang of hotel's lounge. I get an acquainted with him as personally and really excited to hear about what his ambitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the first week of my starting day in office. Arie and i had to prepared all the stuff actually material of presentation since there was no information about typical of  needs. All material had been prepared by me and also support by Akmal and i was not convidence to convey this all.So,fortunately when we introduce ourselves to the management, they were really apreciating us as a guest in their hospitality.It stimulates me as a person who can break up all the barrier that was influence me on the first meeting. Actually, arie and me comfort to convey all information about our network performance which needed to support our business solutions product that had to offer to eljohn group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to tell you that as long as my trip to sungailiat, the scenery was so beautiful and really enchanted me to try one of their best view and also snapped me on the spot by using my BlackBerry cameras.I'll try to share it in another occasion. Parai beach resort is one of the most attracting location in Bangka island that will indulgence those who wants holiday. Okay..i was thinking that it wasn't my holiday during that time. Its business trip so i must stop thinking to enjoy the time but i must to run my business activity only...hope this project will be success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-3454517279495719063?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/3454517279495719063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=3454517279495719063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/3454517279495719063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/3454517279495719063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-job-on-1st-week-of-this-year.html' title='Good Job on 1st Week of this year'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-1496853477456416655</id><published>2008-12-02T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T08:06:35.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my wishes'/><title type='text'>my resolutions this year</title><content type='html'>today was puff up. I dont know what i must write to continue again this blog after my last entry on November last year. Surely i had lost my december's story. A ton of history had left behind and i dunno what to share. Have any idea? Just got back a terrible idea when stuck in my head always. I prefer not to open this blog until i could ease my pain last end year's month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 1st day of 2009, i just watched TV and got a dinner party with my complete family.Hey we never do this before! It's coincided to my nephew's birthday that actually celebrated his 5th years. A lot of fun and laugh had boomed during that occasion. I get fully tired to help my mom prepared all stuff behind and also my nephew's gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no resolutions on that time, but when i was thinking about party suddenly i remember my girl outhere in Nagreg. I miss her around and really want to make a bunny whisper to saying that i always do care with her in many time i've been thought her.So i wrapped a nice message to her that declare that i wanna marry her this end of year. Oh i wish this dream would be come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a voice at the center of the night's wind and i whisper as my best wishes at that time to discover a grace and healing that complete our commitment into a real family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-1496853477456416655?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/1496853477456416655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=1496853477456416655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/1496853477456416655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/1496853477456416655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-resolutions-this-year.html' title='my resolutions this year'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-4620995678918185612</id><published>2008-11-14T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:38:10.583-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my office activities'/><title type='text'>review design of calendar</title><content type='html'>First of all, i'd like to apologize to those who had sent me a personal message and ask about this blog that since my last post. I have no story anymore. Well well i promised to serious and try to share by posting some regular activities which i've been through it. I totally tired after a week must be in a rush hours to finishing all task in my office. Sometimes, i miss out of my friends and really needed them to stimulate my spirit. But i wonder if i'm disturbing their task too. Actually this is our peak seasson to start and re-design for upcoming target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SR5R5ChM3wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GAuTeNBYGIY/s1600-h/template+kalender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SR5R5ChM3wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GAuTeNBYGIY/s320/template+kalender.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268738654440578818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above picture about calendar design that has to produced for upcoming year.Its so hard work for me as a commercial support and make a plan to find out a good vendor who can give me any solutions about what must be taken in the year of 2009. Everytime, i exposed my self to get a feedback and try to review some design that has been submitted  by my colleagues. There were three vendor who had this job and i have to choose one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-4620995678918185612?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/4620995678918185612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=4620995678918185612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/4620995678918185612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/4620995678918185612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-of-all-id-like-to-apologize-to.html' title='review design of calendar'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SR5R5ChM3wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GAuTeNBYGIY/s72-c/template+kalender.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-3344204642436063351</id><published>2008-10-10T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:17:08.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>green house on Lebaran day</title><content type='html'>i'm coming back home after a week i have no story on this blog. I miss around and had some fun activities with whole family during our holiday in the Lebaran day. Ups..before start this blog again. I wanna apologizes about those who had hurted by me and really regret to all the folks that i've created before. Minal Aidin Wal Faizin. Happy Iedul Fitri 1429 H. May Allah bless us in His Love and Give us A tons of Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..start a new day. That statement has always remind me when i had passed a month of ramadhan. I just thought my self, is it any valuable things that has covered me already? Certainly, i had promised to do better and want to share any valuable things in my life to others. Simple..like this is out of my story into this blog and perhaps i could give you another one. Hugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before facing Iedul Fitri last week. My familiy had made a nice house..no..i mean we had had renovation actually in the terrace and also add some green tile to cover all odds floor. I love to see the green colour in many reason to give a calm nuances at home and certainly no dazzle effects when the lights covered my home on the sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke i'll post some pictures next week after i copy it into my laptop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-3344204642436063351?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/3344204642436063351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=3344204642436063351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/3344204642436063351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/3344204642436063351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/10/green-house-on-lebaran-day.html' title='green house on Lebaran day'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-2280343731696259574</id><published>2008-09-29T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:05:42.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catatan harian'/><title type='text'>my last day in Office before Idul Fitri Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SOHBjyw_EvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1LQ3dpaoH0E/s1600-h/02092008238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SOHBjyw_EvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1LQ3dpaoH0E/s320/02092008238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251691461157524210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SOHBk6SI8EI/AAAAAAAAAIM/mk1Co0jD0cw/s1600-h/02092008240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SOHBk6SI8EI/AAAAAAAAAIM/mk1Co0jD0cw/s320/02092008240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251691480355500098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Peeps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my last day before i leave an absence for two weeks. Yeah its quite long for me to get my first holiday in this year. My buddies in the office had gone to take their 'mudik' (going to their home/motherland) and i'm still leave for two days and finishing all task that has not carried out to the next my duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what i've to do at this moment and just browse some regular site and watching some videoblog from my collegues and also read some interesting blog that i can learn manything from those who had an experienced which could enriches me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Idul Fitri. The big day for us as moslem who had passed their full fasting in a month. A day that declares as a triumph for those who can beat their egoism, bad temper and all bad things. I really want to send my best regards and apologizes to many  friends and also relatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss to meet all part of my family. Yeah really great to see them again after a year we didn't have anytime to hooked and laugh together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still reminiscing all the moments of last Idulfitri and try to make different for this year.Ogh..tonight all people in my town will be happy and welcoming a new day that carry a happiness and more blessing each others by silaturrahim to visiting eachothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SOHBkVc6l5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/K0ox4tzLZfA/s1600-h/02092008241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SOHBkVc6l5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/K0ox4tzLZfA/s320/02092008241.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251691470468585362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this afternoon, i'm still in the office without any supervision from my boss. I feel free to relax and enjoying my interest to read some books and several local newspaper. Certainly, i'm boring now and want to leave out soon. But it's two hours more before i'm going back home and meet my happy family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-2280343731696259574?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/2280343731696259574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=2280343731696259574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/2280343731696259574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/2280343731696259574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-last-day-in-office-before-idul-fitri.html' title='my last day in Office before Idul Fitri Holiday'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SOHBjyw_EvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1LQ3dpaoH0E/s72-c/02092008238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-8348627507406240599</id><published>2008-09-28T22:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:43:58.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restoran'/><title type='text'>our fast breaking menu on Bukit Golf Resto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SOBo9NfTTFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xSrZodkEjhk/s1600-h/05092008250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SOBo9NfTTFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xSrZodkEjhk/s320/05092008250.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251312566316256338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see from the picture above, it was a great menu for our family caused we had deciced to go out last night for fast breaking together in one best restaurant in Palembang. The menu were so various with some traditional cuisines which i dunno to describe their taste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-8348627507406240599?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/8348627507406240599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=8348627507406240599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/8348627507406240599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/8348627507406240599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-fast-breaking-menu-on-bukit-golf.html' title='our fast breaking menu on Bukit Golf Resto'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SOBo9NfTTFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xSrZodkEjhk/s72-c/05092008250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-237066632660526051</id><published>2008-09-01T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:59:30.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan-jalan'/><title type='text'>a skinny Machiatto Caramel at Ngopi Doeloe</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps..&lt;br /&gt;Its been a week i have no time to write any post here. I've just came back from my vacation in Bandung and also Jakarta for a while. There were so many object that i had captured in my pocket camera and handphone too. Since i've lost my digital SLR Canon two months ago. I really miserable to get snapshot an interesting object during my trip last week. Thanks, i still have my pocket and Carl Zeis Tessar AF 3.2 MP which embedded in N73.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally, it was my last vacation before facing ramadhan blessing. I just want to make any relax there by meeting my buddies and either relatives. Bandung in the last minutes is a title of my journey as long as i've spent all day in one fabulous spot of Grand Aquilla Hotel close to Pasteur Tol Gate. Its a five star hotel and looks so beneficial sometimes when i had no idea to went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SLzjim_ebXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ko9U6Z_L28A/s1600-h/08012006217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SLzjim_ebXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ko9U6Z_L28A/s320/08012006217.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241314250074254706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still reminiscing all my experience in Bandung and imagine the foods with had severed very very welldone of hospitality. I try to figure out one of them that is "Ngopi Doeloe". Located near to Dago at Purnawarman and I could smell fresh air and hot coffee with the luxurious spot, comfort and low prices difinetely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SLziHiMww_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZBsiM2JgTZE/s1600-h/index_52.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SLziHiMww_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZBsiM2JgTZE/s320/index_52.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241312685419709426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to order a skinny Machiatto Caramel Instead of using whole milk, Yah I know its to bold for you when you used to workout a coffe shop. But it is mad with skim, wich ultimately has less calories.You could also try asking if they have sugar free caramel syrup, which actually tastes the same as regular.And definitely ask for no whip cream, because that is where your calories really add up.He..he.. but frankly its not a big deal ever...just enjoy and make your life more cosmo by doing some fun activities in cafe accompanion by your partner or else. My suggestion is also usefull if you not order Caramel Machiatto at Starbucks. It wont make a sense and just spend your money only :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SLzji9TEemI/AAAAAAAAAGA/10BdHV-NH18/s1600-h/08012006218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SLzji9TEemI/AAAAAAAAAGA/10BdHV-NH18/s320/08012006218.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241314256062020194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the available menu and frankly to say that all prices are rated in the low profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kopi / Coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kopi Jadoel           8.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Kopi Bandrek          12.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Machiatto Caramel  12.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Kopi Latte          12.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Capucino          12.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Espresso           7.500,-&lt;br /&gt;Double Espresso  11.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Float          11.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Es Kopi Tubruk           9.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Es Kopi Susu           9.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Ice Chocolate           5.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Hot Chocolate           9.500,-&lt;br /&gt;Hot Tea           8.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Amaretto Ice Coffee  12.500,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Frozen Coffee Iglo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frozen Capucino  14.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Frozen Mocacino  14.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Frozen Caramel          17.500,-&lt;br /&gt;Frozen cookis &amp; Cream  17.500,-&lt;br /&gt;Frozen Ice Caramel  19.500,-&lt;br /&gt;Shakes Vanila, Chocolate, Strawberry  &lt;br /&gt;13.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Espresso          13.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Milo                  13.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Affogato          13.000,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Italian sodas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Chocalate Caramel  15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Ice Monkey          15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Ice Banana Moca  15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Tiramizu          15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Mango                  15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Almond Late  15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Caramel Apple          15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Hazelbut Delight  15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Blue Sky          15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Cream Soda          15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Lime          15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Berry Lemonade          15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Tropical Tanggo  15.000,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Coffee Break’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop Ice Cream  5.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Pisang Crispy          5.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Colenak          5.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Roti Bantal          5.000,-&lt;br /&gt;Bitter Ballen          5.000,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its right if i've told you that all rate are preferable in the low rate, isn't it? Yeah the cosy atmosphere support for teenagers and adults come and enjoy the location with the big tree surrounding make your tranquil leisure more acceptable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-237066632660526051?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/237066632660526051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=237066632660526051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/237066632660526051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/237066632660526051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/09/skinny-machiatto-caramel-at-ngopi.html' title='a skinny Machiatto Caramel at Ngopi Doeloe'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SLzjim_ebXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ko9U6Z_L28A/s72-c/08012006217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-4531985143441585776</id><published>2008-08-31T00:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:29:35.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><title type='text'>Happy Ramadhan Mubarak 1429 H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SLz5ZO7BHzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zcnO8mU0NiQ/s1600-h/ramadhan5nu8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SLz5ZO7BHzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zcnO8mU0NiQ/s320/ramadhan5nu8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241338278250094386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamu'alaikum wa rahmatulahi wa barakatuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is narrated that once Ramadan was approaching,the Holy Prophet(SAW) gave a sermon in which he explained to Muslims imp of Ramadan.He advised Muslims how to behave while fasting so that their fast would be accepted &amp; they would receive the mercy of Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read ahead &amp; think about some of the things he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O people! The month of Allah has come with His mercies &amp; blessings.This is the month that is best of the months as to Allah.&lt;br /&gt;Its days are the best of days .Its nights are the best of nights.&lt;br /&gt;While fasting remember the hunger &amp; thirst on the Day of Judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guard your tongue against unworthy words &amp; your ears from sounds that should not be heard.Do raise your hands at the time of prayer,as this is the best time for asking Allah for His mercy .O people! Your back is breaking under the heavy load of your sins so prostate yourself before Him for long intervals &amp; make it lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who treat others well during this month,Allah will send His mercy on him on the Day of Judgement,&amp; anyone who mistreats others in this month,Allah will keep him away from His mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O people!The gates of Paradise remain open in this month,do pray that the gates may not be closed on you,while the gates of Hell are closed ,do pray to Allah that these gates may never be opened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-4531985143441585776?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/4531985143441585776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=4531985143441585776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/4531985143441585776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/4531985143441585776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-ramadhan-mubarak-1429-h_31.html' title='Happy Ramadhan Mubarak 1429 H'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SLz5ZO7BHzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zcnO8mU0NiQ/s72-c/ramadhan5nu8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-7425763432450344877</id><published>2008-08-21T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T03:45:13.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilir Barat Cafe N Bistro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A new cafe has been opened this month near to Ilir Barat Permai (IBP) complex. Ilir Barat Cafe N Bistro is the name of that cafe. I tried to visit it this afternoon and want to know the menu which had been displayed on banner. It seems so luscious especially "soto ayam ambengan" (chicken soup made by local as traditionally from Ambengan). The smell was so popular with pecan and pepper. I love to get a small cup of that tradutional cuisine and also support by the divine taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SK1G7iOYK1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/bf-HV8MNnFk/s1600-h/19082008176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SK1G7iOYK1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/bf-HV8MNnFk/s320/19082008176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236919930315090770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location this spot so easy to visit. Near to the palembang business district and have a large parking area. It would be pleasure for you to hanging out together with your closest friend. I'm very impressed to the waitress whom always welcome the guest with her smiling faces and looks so friendly to keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SK1G7_O_EwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tfGnZ7kHVUA/s1600-h/19082008168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SK1G7_O_EwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tfGnZ7kHVUA/s320/19082008168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236919938102268674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The cuisines also looks so incridible with many features on top of plate like fresh salad, and other ingridients that i've been just known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SK1G8fLz9MI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CjFBZQIfNgg/s1600-h/19082008175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SK1G8fLz9MI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CjFBZQIfNgg/s320/19082008175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236919946678891714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I really enjoy my self to watch the people cross over the road with traffic and this place also supporting wifi for those need internet browsing spot. My friend and I chat in many topics as long we regale a hot coffee, and i have to say it was really nice to be there incomplete with heavy rain outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SK1G8lGX4dI/AAAAAAAAAFc/L4U4_BaFDLI/s1600-h/19082008170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SK1G8lGX4dI/AAAAAAAAAFc/L4U4_BaFDLI/s320/19082008170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236919948266693074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-7425763432450344877?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/7425763432450344877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=7425763432450344877' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/7425763432450344877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/7425763432450344877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/08/ilir-barat-cafe-n-bistro.html' title='Ilir Barat Cafe N Bistro'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SK1G7iOYK1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/bf-HV8MNnFk/s72-c/19082008176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-3732183419245709210</id><published>2008-08-18T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:36:26.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my city is my story'/><title type='text'>a giant kerupuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKpNc3VuRTI/AAAAAAAAADs/_kRQ8-j2W8Q/s1600-h/18082008152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKpNc3VuRTI/AAAAAAAAADs/_kRQ8-j2W8Q/s320/18082008152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236082675058361650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;People, have you ever seen a giant kerupuk (a traditional of crispy cake from Indonesia which made of combination between white flour and fish) that had actually be found in one of Palembang's mall yesterday. Yeah..there was a competition for group that eager to try eat that big kerupuk and coincide by the independece day. It was so really extraordinary kerupuk which i've ever seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so enthusiasted to see that show and really entertain those people who attended it. There were so many funny things inside when the groups try to beat another one and be the best to complete all the stuff. It was so weird for the first time when the groups look so hard to finding another pieces of slice and hug each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-3732183419245709210?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/3732183419245709210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=3732183419245709210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/3732183419245709210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/3732183419245709210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/08/giant-kerupuk.html' title='a giant kerupuk'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKpNc3VuRTI/AAAAAAAAADs/_kRQ8-j2W8Q/s72-c/18082008152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-6397337255046631746</id><published>2008-08-17T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:07:28.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my city is my story'/><title type='text'>Souvenirs in Independence's day From Palembang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, our lovely country has commemorate their independence day to determine as one nation in this world 63 years ago. I just traveled around to the down city  actually in the slumming area like in Tangga Buntung, Merdeka Square and 35 ilir. Journey this whole day and watch the people celebrated by doing some traditional competition that had been fixed up to the children and adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKon0gk5m7I/AAAAAAAAACo/TZVtouqKEZE/s1600-h/17082008141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKon0gk5m7I/AAAAAAAAACo/TZVtouqKEZE/s320/17082008141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236041299823008690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But something has interested me to get an insight about the one souvenirs of Palembangnese.It is a Telok Abang (red egg) that settled in top of cork of many miniature of toys. The colours are everywhere with the yellow is dominate than another covering all the items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKooLPbxGcI/AAAAAAAAACw/lr-DjH07UqU/s1600-h/17082008143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKooLPbxGcI/AAAAAAAAACw/lr-DjH07UqU/s320/17082008143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236041690358290882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The price is more cheaper than i expected it before. Its about Rp. 10.000 (less than 1$ US) to Rp.25.000,-(3.35$ US) per item. Every seller has their their own way to offering a purchaser in order their stuff had been sold. Actually, i had some discount if i could buy two of them.&lt;span&gt;It was obligatory that I purchase two, you know, for my nepnew and nieces, however, I didn’t particularly buy a things. I just love to see the people and culture that could enlighten my day and broaden my souvenir horizon too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-6397337255046631746?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/6397337255046631746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=6397337255046631746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/6397337255046631746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/6397337255046631746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/08/souvenirs-in-independences-day-from.html' title='Souvenirs in Independence&apos;s day From Palembang'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKon0gk5m7I/AAAAAAAAACo/TZVtouqKEZE/s72-c/17082008141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-2658236015064193623</id><published>2008-08-15T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:08:05.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catatan harian'/><title type='text'>Joining to a chit chat corner community</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It was big amazing for me when yesterday i was in the chit-chat corner and happy together. Yeah I've been joining to an english zone community. That is a small medium library located near to my dormitory in Palembang. What a surprise, i was in a dumb when entered the room and someone actually welcome me as her private guest. But poor, i was forgetting her name and she were wearing a nice blouse and explained about the rules and many function which i could get if i have no wonder to join the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKoonJqwhOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RvLO8VszoVA/s1600-h/15082008131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKoonJqwhOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RvLO8VszoVA/s320/15082008131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236042169846891746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Its very nice moments to remember. When finally i can make an acquainted with the belonging of this full house community. I met with Mr. Mike and also his wonderful wife (also forget her name). I was very enthusiasted when he totally enunciating the state of South Carolina and show me the location through the encylopedia. I'm very impressed about what he did to share his life for everyone and very warmful and also friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKoo_jJ96dI/AAAAAAAAADA/oc_E6b71gXI/s1600-h/15082008132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKoo_jJ96dI/AAAAAAAAADA/oc_E6b71gXI/s320/15082008132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236042589005539794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In that great afternoon, i met with another native but sorry for this tremendous of my remember. I couldn't get in touch with them except for Mr. Berry (He comes from US too) but he looks so busy with his SLR digital camera and took some snapshot and capture an object infront of him. There were totally 9 person who natives and which look diiferent than us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I really enjoyed following some activity during the day. We all were celebrating of Independence of Indonesia's day in the backyard by create a few of competition like eating 'kerupuk', running marble, and grouping. I know it was a first for me to joining together and i had no eager to win, just want to show my respect by participating their agenda and listening to a bunch of other jerks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;However, i thought my self that i have given a good day by meet some another good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-2658236015064193623?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/2658236015064193623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=2658236015064193623' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/2658236015064193623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/2658236015064193623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/08/joining-to-chit-chat-corner-community.html' title='Joining to a chit chat corner community'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKRFIjLPrjk/SKoonJqwhOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RvLO8VszoVA/s72-c/15082008131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-383013633241785569</id><published>2008-08-11T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:08:26.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><title type='text'>Esl Podcast as my second language</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I really love to visit ESL as my daily bread and improve my ability in learning english as well. Since i've been joined through this site, i would like to say that my communication and the way to understanding a native speaks has increased already. There are many a new word that you can't find in a popular dictionary like 'stay cation", 'cooties', 'germs' and others that you can also read on their blog. Please visit &lt;a href="http://www.eslpod.com/"&gt;ESLPodcast&lt;/a&gt; and get a ton of feature to improving your english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also connect your iPod through your iTunes software and subscribe to get a ton of subject day by day that was produced by the person who have name as Dr. Jeff and Lucy. This year, ESL Podcast has celebrated their 3rd anniversaries and would produced their first video podcast. Perhaps, i could get to know who are the creative  people behind by watching their faces through vodcast.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-383013633241785569?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/383013633241785569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=383013633241785569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/383013633241785569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/383013633241785569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/08/esl-podcast-as-my-second-language.html' title='Esl Podcast as my second language'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-8472417597360160312</id><published>2008-07-26T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T07:36:28.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my city is my story'/><title type='text'>my saturday weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today, i was a little bit confused to start a new morning on the last weekend on this July. Yap..last night i got terrible sleep and didn't have a nice dream. Everything look so incredible for me when i opened the door and all member of my familiy had started to finish their job. My mom in the kitchen as usual was frying fried shrimps and i took two of them that could eliminate my first breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always go to the gym in the saturday morning and have a promise with my trainer to try a new exercise every week that have been arranged  by Kak Ardi (my personal trainer). Unfortunately, i didn't have any much time to prepare all my sports stuff and just called him that i wasn't fit (i'm good liar for this) and i prefer to change my agenda today for walking around in the pedestrian walkway start from International Plaza (first, my bike had parked in that amusement) and by my self i let my feet to choose the right step to Traditional Market of pasar 16 ilir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i was surprised when i saw the road everwhere were cleaning by some officer. It used in this area was so dirty and smell also. But now its a nice view to visit especially the park garden under the bridge which create a new place for people to the ampera fascination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i enjoy the activities in that market. I moved to Agung Mosque in the heart of palembang city. This mosque was renovated in the early of 2000 when i was in the second level of my college and finish in the 2003 that inaugurated by the former president Megawati. This mosque shows its unique design and chinese architecture mixed with Melayu art. Today this mosque always use by the palembangnese to several activities that related to Moslem agenda like Ied Prayer etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking to do more activities to looking around again and want to know the other side of palembang city and needed some interesting place to share with.Anyway, more updates on the palembang soon. Perhaps, along with that i will note the photograph too.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-8472417597360160312?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/8472417597360160312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=8472417597360160312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/8472417597360160312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/8472417597360160312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-saturday-weekend.html' title='my saturday weekend'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-6242955625561527960</id><published>2008-07-25T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T04:15:51.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catatan harian'/><title type='text'>update from smiling man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah..starting today my mood was being worst and finally at the end of this afternoon; i fell better to stimulate and ruining all the tremendous case that happen and yet have to be finish. I really feel tired when i woke up this morning and caused the long conversation of my fren's problem last night that hasn't finish it yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my mom had some meals for breakfast but i couldn't to take it out for my being late to going rightaway after my bath. I'm sorry mom? But finally, at office i got some snack to giving back my lost breakfast. Wuih..the delicious fastfood indulgence me to find out another additional snack like pempek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, akmal (probation staff) promotes himself to encourage us about his report during the probation. Definitely, he had prepared all data and there's no something new for me to give him my suggestion. Totally, i feel so dizzy to listen what he said about configuration of Router in Flash sharing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Loaded of routines make my mind need some fresh things to open up my daily bread. I got some nice view from my bike when i decided to not fully office concentrate in this morning. Try to get some latest news from local newspaper didn't give me any valuable things. Tons of politics conflict and full of crapped with a bad feature. I prefer to put the newspaper down when it’s over loaded with negativity, I have other things to think about all day ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's why i just ride my bike around the city all day and watch the people in my town doing their activity. And inspiring me to knowing people from what  they did. Oh look so surprisingly when i met with an adult man in front of Agung Mosque for friday prayer that always smiling to those crossed over him. I really enjoy to receive his teeths and friendly face. It shows me that many wise man can be found in this smiling world he..he..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oke guys have a great weekend :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-6242955625561527960?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/6242955625561527960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=6242955625561527960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/6242955625561527960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/6242955625561527960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-from-smiling-man.html' title='update from smiling man'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-932762833192605341</id><published>2008-07-25T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T03:07:32.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><title type='text'>it's hard to finding my outline niche of this blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, its a long journey for me to find a good way for my blog. I have some difficulties to create a niche of interest subject for my posting. Really bad when i actually have idea to write a story and dunno what to do for starting. I have read many blog that can give me any inspiration about my brand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As much as i read about blogging and what people share into it, i just keep my own thought and really persistent to running out that make a differentiation. And finally show to people that it's my opinion and want them to know what inside of me actually of my routines activity and what i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i try to read some tips when i realize that my post isn't interest to read yet. Perhaps as a new blogger i could find a nice niche like another expert field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-932762833192605341?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/932762833192605341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=932762833192605341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/932762833192605341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/932762833192605341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-hard-to-finding-my-outline-niche-of.html' title='it&apos;s hard to finding my outline niche of this blog'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-5756833796096131529</id><published>2008-07-22T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T03:46:02.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise on gym'/><title type='text'>#First Week on Gym</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hi people,&lt;br /&gt;I try to start a new exercise again on the Gym after i had been losing my member card two months ago. It's giving me a low motivation for going to the gym. But last saturday, my weight coincide increase spontaneously from 58 to 63 Kg. Well tonight i'll go to meet my personal trainer and ask him to arrange my schedule on the gym again. Perhaps, i'll get my appropriate weight to support my mobility in work consecutively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-5756833796096131529?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/5756833796096131529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=5756833796096131529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/5756833796096131529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/5756833796096131529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-week-on-gym.html' title='#First Week on Gym'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-4683962898477492574</id><published>2008-07-21T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T02:55:35.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catatan harian'/><title type='text'>bahagia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Barusan gw membaca sebuah tulisan yang cukup menggugah yaitu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Kebahagiaan itu bagaikan sebuah pohon; yang airnya, makanannya, udaranya, dan cahayanya adalah iman kepada hari kiamat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hmm gw baca sekali lagi dan terus menerus untuk mengetahui makna yang terkandung lebih dalam dari kalimat yang gw sendiri agak sulit untuk menjabarkan definisinya secara lebih detil. Hanya saja pesannya yg gw tangkap adalah untuk mencapai kebahagiaan adalah dengan mengkonsentrasikan segala perbuatan kita sehari-hari ke dalam nilai-nilai iman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intinya semua hal yang kita lakukan mulai dari makan, minum, dan aktivitas lainnya bermuara pada tujuan akhir manusia yaitu hari akhirat. Terus gw mikir, hal apa yang sudah gw perbuat selama ini bermuara ke arah sana nggak ya? Kalo Nihil rasanya menyedihkan sekali ya? Paling gw hanya berusaha sebatas kadar ilmu dan iman yang gw punya ajalah (yg sampai sekarang aja gw nggak tahu berapa banyak kadarnya???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ngomong-ngomong soal bahagia...gw menikmati semua yang terjadi dan hal-hal yg gw lakukan sekarang sungguh luar biasa dan menyenangkan. Hope its the way for get a real happiness..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-4683962898477492574?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/4683962898477492574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=4683962898477492574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/4683962898477492574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/4683962898477492574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/07/bahagia.html' title='bahagia'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-7004072345180723881</id><published>2008-07-20T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T02:56:45.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catatan harian'/><title type='text'>disorientasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sumpah!! Gw bingung banget mo melakukan apa hari ini? Semalem gw sudah berencana bakal membereskan pekerjaan yang masih gantung dan biar nggak ada lagi beban yg nyangkut. Lagian gw pusing nih kalo suka berurusan dengan Emak-emak di kantor yg suka nge-judge, ini-itu sok ngerasa paling senior dan nggak mau salah. Padahal tanpa kompromi gw selalu bela-belain kalo gw juga bisa berargumentasi. Tapi sudahlah...gw nggak mau terlalu banyak ambil masalah dengan orang-orang seperti itu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini, Pak Heri (manager gw) berada di Jakarta. Suasana kantor jadinya sepi banget dan anak-anak biasanya suka ngilang nggak jelas juntrungannya. Barusan si Arik, ngajakin gw untuk cabut bareng wawa dan santy. Tapi pikiran gw lagi kurang nyaman untuk walking around. Gw lebih prefer jaga kandang aja di lantai 2. Nah..sekarang gw yang lagi kelabakan mo ngapain? Ketika gw mo nyelesain semua dokumen masih harus ada approval dulu untuk revisi dan itu yang membuat gw nggak bisa bergerak banyak. Paling-paling tadi buka-lembar demi lembar kertas dokumen vendor yang masih harus dikoreksi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya akhirnya gw browsing kemana-mana. Tapi nihil, gw lagi nggak doyan baca artikel dari sebelas sites yang gw kunjungi hanya mampir doank untuk liat gambarnya aja. Setelah itu gw kepikiran mo nulis blog untuk kasih tahu sodara-sodara kalo gw lagi kebingungan mo ngerjain sesuatu. Mungkin disorientasi nih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-7004072345180723881?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/7004072345180723881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=7004072345180723881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/7004072345180723881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/7004072345180723881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2008/07/disorientasi.html' title='disorientasi'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-2750107801597944635</id><published>2007-09-18T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:37:33.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari yang indah terlupakan sesuatu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-content"&gt;    &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;Pagi ini semuanya terlihat begitu menyenangkan. Diawali dengan shubuh yg lumayan tenang dimana sepanjang jalan menuju masjid suara-suara agung saling bersahutan dari satu masjid dengan masjid lainnya yang  tampak seperti koor nyanyian yang begitu indah dan sayang untuk dilewatkan. Blok rumah saya memang tidak terlalu jauh dengan masjid komplek sehingga langkah kaki baru akan digerakkan sesaat setelah tabuh beduk terdengar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sesampai di Masjid, saya di sambut oleh beberapa orang yg berpapasan hendak masuk ke dalamnya. Saya sama sekali tak mengetahui siapapun mereka yg mengenggam erat tangan saya? Namun saya mengenal persis mereka satu persatu dan lokasi dimana mereka tinggal.Kadang-kadang malu juga kenapa sampai sekarang saya belum tahu nama mereka satu persatu padahal tinggal dalam satu komplek...maafkan saya ya?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sholat shubuh pagi ini memang indah, terutama setelah dua hari kemarin saya lewatkan waktunya di Pangkal Pinang (Sebuah kota kecil di Pulau Bangka Belitung) Saya kangen dengan suara merdu Pak Haji yang begitu fasih mengucapkan kalimah dari ayat-ayat Al-quran walaupun saya tak mengerti betul apa makna yg terkandung di dalam bacaan suci tersebut? Dan memang indah rasanya ketika tahu apa yg kita inginkan terwujud; suara merdu itu kembali terdengar di telinga saya dengan jelas dan bening.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lepas shubuh, saya tak bermaksud untuk mendengarkan tausyiah yg hanya digelar saat ramadhan. Padahal saya tahu manfaatnya akan sangat besar sekali berada di taman surga tersebut dengan pahala yg berlipat walaupun hanya duduk dan diam saja di masjid. Tapi ada urusan lain yg ingin saya tunaikan setelahnya. Maka usai doa, saya bergegas keluar dan kembali bertemu dengan beberapa orang yg berjumpa sebelumnya. Saya yg kemudian berniat mengulurkan tangan duluan sebagai tanda bahwa saya juga senang bersahabat dengan mereka dan bangga memiliki mereka sebagai saudara. Yang membuat indah kemudian adalah senyum yang keluar dari mulut mereka tanpa bicara sepatah katapun sudah mewakili rasa persaudaraan ini. Izinkan kami semua untuk menjadi hamba-Mu yang Taat Ya Allah dan satuhan hati-hati kami untuk bermahabah kepadamu dalam ikatan yang suci, begitu kira-kira doa orang-orang yang shaleh yg pernah saya dengar sebelumnya.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Saya berniat sepulang dari masjid adalah....oo..tidak mungkin saya sampaikan. Maafkan saya tak bisa menceritakannya sekarang. Tapi ini sebuah niat yg sedari awal sudah saya tancapkan untuk bertemu dengan seseorang sebelum bulan puasa kamis minggu lalu. Sayang belum sempat terlaksana, nggak apa-apa terlambat mumpung bulan baik. Saya ingin sekali bertemu seseorang yg selama ini saya abaikan dan pernah saya sakiti hatinya. Eits jangan berfikir macam-macam, seseorang itu sangat berarti bagi saya dan masa lalu saya yg membuat jarak diantara kami semakin lebar. Dan dia ada disana diserambi rumahnya seperti pagi-pagi yang lalu sesaat saya menjumpainya sebelumnya.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ada kegelisahan saat mata ini melihatnya untuk bertemu setelah sekian tahun tak saling bertegur sapa walaupun beberapa kali bertemu dalam banyak kesempatan. Saya tahu pagi ini dia akan mulai membersihkan halaman rumahnya dari sampah dedaunan yg memang rutin dilakukan setiap pagi dan sore. Saya bingung untuk menyapanya, sampai akhirnya saya memberanikan untuk menyapanya melalui senyuman. Entah darimana idenya tiba-tiba tangan ini memberanikan diri untuk membuka pagar sesaat setelah dia membalas dengan senyuman juga. "Apa kabar?" begitu kira-kira kalimat pembuka darinya yg seperti ungkapan yg sudah lama ingin ia tanyakan."Alhamdulillah baek, wah masih seperti yang dulu nggak berubah sama sekali setiap pagi?"&lt;br /&gt;"Iya nih, kamu justru yang berubah"&lt;br /&gt;"Masa sih, apa yg berubah?"&lt;br /&gt;"Banyak lah yang berubah, tapi aku seneng kok kamu masih inget aku?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm...ya...pastilah!"&lt;br /&gt;"Tumben pagi-pagi kesini dari masjid biasanya masih stay dulu?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nggak sengaja aja pengen jalan-jalan dulu sebelum ke kantor?" Jawaban yg terkesan mengada-ada ya?&lt;br /&gt;"O..gitu..?"&lt;br /&gt;"Eits..kok aku jarang banget liat kamu di Masjid?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ada kok?"&lt;br /&gt;"Apa aku yg sombong ya?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm kayaknya memamg seperti itu?"&lt;br /&gt;"Halah...sama-sama sombong kale?"&lt;br /&gt;"He..he...iya ya?"&lt;br /&gt;Dan seterusnya begitu obrolan basa-basi kami pun terus berlanjut hingga pukul setengah tujuh dimana waktu berlalu cukup cepat dan nggak terasa saya harus berpamitan untuk segera bersiap-siap berangkat ke kantor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Memang indah hari ini...tapi ada satu hal yg membuat indahnya hari ini jadi minus. Saya lupa niat awal saya untuk meminta maaf sama sekali belum terucap kepada sahabat saya tersebut. Arrgggh selalu begitu..saya kadang-kadang melupakan sesuatu yang simple namun sangat penting, kenapa selalu lupa? padahal saya tahu kata "Maaf" itu begitu berarti sama halnya dengan ucapan terima kasih. Malam ini saya berniat akan menjemput sahabat saya itu untuk meminta maaf dan sama-sama membentuk barisan dalam shaf terawih bareng. Agar ia tahu betapa saya mengharapkannya kembali untuk menjadi bagian kisah klasik buat masa depan yang indah. Maafkan saya ya sobat? hari ini memang indah dan menyenangkan&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-2750107801597944635?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/2750107801597944635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=2750107801597944635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/2750107801597944635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/2750107801597944635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2007/09/hari-yang-indah-terlupakan-sesuatu.html' title='Hari yang indah terlupakan sesuatu'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-117635212921750609</id><published>2007-04-11T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:28:49.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>terganggu</title><content type='html'>Suara musik dari meja seberang cukup menganggu telingaku. Entahlah, musik itu terus terang tidak begitu enak untuk didengar telingaku saat ini. Suara bising itu membuyarkan semua hal yang sedang ku rancang untuk presentasi besok di depan para Corporate di Bengkulu. Mau teriak, "Tolong Hentikan Suara itu segera!!!" tapi nggak mungkin? Aku bukanlah tipe orang yang sibuk dengan urusan seperti itu dan lebih memilih mengurung diri saja sambil berpura-pura tak merasa terganggu. Terlebih tipikal orang yang menyetel lagu itu sangatlah tidak asyik untuk diajak kompromi. Mungkin selama ini hanya aku yang selalu kompromi memaklumi sikapnya sedangkan dia mana pernah kompromi dengan orang sekitarnya. Dunianya begitu sempit sehingga tak pernah melihat betapa luasnya alam raya ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-117635212921750609?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/117635212921750609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=117635212921750609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/117635212921750609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/117635212921750609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2007/04/terganggu.html' title='terganggu'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-114153031042624052</id><published>2006-03-04T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T19:45:10.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forever Friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes in life you find a special friend,someone who changes your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone who makes you laugh endlessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is forever friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your forever friend helps you through the hard times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sad time,and enjoys with you the good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your forever friend holds your hand &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and assures youthat everything is going to be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if you find such a friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you feel happy and complete becauseyou need not worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have a forever friend for lifeand forever has no end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-114153031042624052?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/114153031042624052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=114153031042624052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/114153031042624052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/114153031042624052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2006/03/forever-friendship.html' title='Forever Friendship'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-114153021379601554</id><published>2006-03-04T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T19:43:33.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIKA: sahabat dari CIAMIS</title><content type='html'>Gue ditanya tentang sahabat semalam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agak lama berfikirnya, karena gue belum ketemu sesuatu kata yang tepat untuk mendefinisikannya.Well...ngomongin sahabat pasti nggak ada kata mati untuk mengungkapkan segala hal yang membuat kita jadi makhluk paling sosial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue akhirnya nyerah dan bilang kalo "Sahabat bagi gue layaknya gue bagi sahabat GUE".Bingungin tapi akhirnya gue ketemu 'clue-nya' kalo sahabat itu soulmate aza. Penting banget khan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalem gue ngobrol lama banget dengan Andika. Lepas nonton Helena di PS.Tiba-tiba gue pengen langsung call dia dan mengalirlah cerita-cerita lepas yang selama ini nggak pernah berhasil gue salurkan.Ternyata Andika; gue panggil dia dengan DIKA:Orangnya tipe pendengar dan gue ngerasa nyaman ngobrolin apa saja bareng dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam 10.23 pm start  untuk memulai obrolan bareng dia yang ternyata tengah santai diteras rumahnya persis sama dengan apa yang gue lakukan sembari sama-sama dengerin CD Samson dan Helena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dika banyak bercerita tentang keluarganya di Ciamis, segala hal aktivitas yang dilakoni Ayah dan Bunda-nya, saudara-saudaranya dan juga obsesi dia untuk berkecimpung di bidang usaha.&lt;br /&gt;Betapa semangatnya dia cerita tentang keinginannya untuk membuka cafe atau butik semisal distro. Dika berfikiran seperti itu karena kedua bonyoknya merupakan wiraswasta dan banyak mendorong dia untuk terjun ke bidang bisnis.Gue salut sama cara berfikir anak muda yang satu ini untuk  maju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe akhirnya kita sama-sama terlibat dalam obrolan yang bagi gue penting banget yaitu tentang jatidiri. Gue seolah-olah tengah bercermin ke dika tentang sikapnya terhadap keluarga yang jauh berbeda dengan gue yang terkesan cuek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue bersyukur bisa kenal dengan Dika, terutama setelah jam 12.33 malem percakapan kami berakhir dia mengirim sms balik yang sangat bagus banget untuk jadi penyemangat gue tentang arti sahabat.Isi sms yang cukup panjang namun punya kekuatan kata-kata yang bagi gue sangat dahsyat!Tengkyu dika...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-114153021379601554?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/114153021379601554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=114153021379601554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/114153021379601554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/114153021379601554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2006/03/dika-sahabat-dari-ciamis.html' title='DIKA: sahabat dari CIAMIS'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-113497845467877996</id><published>2005-12-18T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:47:34.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Best Friend</title><content type='html'>When I heard anyone telling me about their best friend,&lt;br /&gt;I would feel “Oh I wish I had a friend like that!”&lt;br /&gt;The fact is I had many friends. They were countless. Whomever I met, I called my friend, but I never had any best friend in my life. I saw my mother, my sisters, my brothers, my cousins, my classmates, etc., talking about their friends and about the strength in their bond of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I heard them say to each other “We have been through a lot together, we shared good times and bad times, laughter and tears, and no matter what, we were there for each other.” These words made me yearn to have a best friend. I realized best friends are a blessing from Allah Most High, and no matter what we do we cannot earn best friends unless Allah wills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year back I was too silly that I used to have an imaginary friend who I always shared my feelings with and made everybody believe that this friend was real. My imaginary friend was my best friend who was with me during times of joy and hardship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I would not have control over my loneliness and they would flow over my face and drench my heart. I wondered why. I then realized it was because I lacked something precious in life—A BEST FRIEND! No imaginary friend can replace a real friend. I became desperate and wondered, “Am I so cruel that nobody wants to be close to me even if I try to be close to them?” I sunk deep inside but never showed my emotions and pretended I didn’t give way to my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate so much when I was alone! One day when I was needing for a friend, suddenly a shiver of fear ran up my body.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why. Then I felt a voice inside me saying, “Stop! … Stop this nonsense! … How can you cry? And why are you crying? … Don’t you know Allah is the Wali (Protector) of the believer? … Are you a believer? … If so, then stop! And talk to your best friend!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Allah is The Wali of those who believe and takes them from darkness into light.) (Al-Baqarah 2:257)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SubhanAllah!(Glory be to Allah!)&lt;br /&gt;He, Allah, my Protector and friend, had been there with me even before I was born. He is there for me at all times. He would never abandon me. His word (Qur’an) is a source of encouragement and hope, and a counsel for me. He is the best of all best friends anybody can have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know my Best Friend will surround me with many more companions in the Hereafter. I will ask Allah to surround me with friends like Ali (may Allah be pleased with her) bin Abi Thalib, one of the noblest men in the entire world because I read his story and was so impressed and touched by his wonderful noble qualities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now will I say, “Oh, I yearn for a best friend!”?&lt;br /&gt;No! I will try my best to work according to the way my Best Friend advised and insya’ Allah I will get to see my other friends like Ali in the Hereafter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-113497845467877996?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/113497845467877996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=113497845467877996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/113497845467877996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/113497845467877996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-best-friend.html' title='my Best Friend'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-113331578633592737</id><published>2005-11-29T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T17:56:26.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baru bertemu kembali dengan Aan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ada waktu bagi gw untuk ketemu dgn temen lama. Mungkin ini kesempatan yang bagus setelah sekian tahun kita nggak pernah ada komunikasi sama sekali. Gw berfikir lagi..kira-kira sebaiknya ditelepon dulu untuk memberi kabar padanya atau langsung saja bertandang ke rumahnya memberi surprise?..Nggak lama setelah itu handphone gw berbunyi..Alamak!!!Ternyata orang yang ingin gw satroni menelepon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ini tentunya kejutan tak terduga buat gw. Bayangkan selama gw di Jakarta, belum pernah sekalipun ada niat utk menelponnya. Gw cuma nggak kepengen menganggu? That's my reason.weleh-weleh akhirnya gw sambut panggilannya. Seneng banget..bisa dapat kesempatan ngobrol bareng begitu katanya.Sudah hampir sekian tahun baru hari ini dia menelepon gw...bukannya gw nggak mau menelepon sahabat yang senantiasa tersenyum itu. Tapi ini sepenuhnya kesalahan dia yang senantiasa gonta-ganti nomor handphone. Jadi bawaan males banget buat nyimpen nomor barunya beberapa tahun yang lalu..ya..dan waktupun berlalu sekian tahun dan sumpah gw nggak pernah tahu keadaannya.Begitupun dia sebaliknya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bahkan gw kadangkala berfikir.Sahabat itu bisa datang dan pergi semaunya..dan kita nggak pernah tahu kapan dia akan bersama dan meninggalkan kita?....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yap...gw dan Aan memang sudah lama banget berteman. Sayangnya dia dipindahkan ke Jakarta dan pertemuan terakhir gw dengan dia di Terminal Karya Jaya saat keberangkatannya. Itupun tiga tahun yang lalu..setelah itu komunikasi kami terbatas hanya melalui telepon...sampai akhirnya dia bergonta-ganti nomor dan loss contact yang cukup lama.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sungguh tiga hari di Jakarta pun bukan hal yang mudah buat kami untuk saling bertemu. Ada saja hal-hal kecil yang menganggu. Kalau bukan dari gw biasanya dari dia he..he.....Bahkan gw ujung-ujungnya males banget untuk janjian ketemu. Percuma!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Misalnya saat tahu pertama kali tempat kos-annya yang deket banget dengan rumah Abang gw di Utan Kayu. Gw malah nggak interest untuk langsung menengoknya..malahan berfikir kenapa harus gw?Dia donk..yang seharusnya kemari. Bukankah dia udah lama tinggal di Jakarta?Sehingga beberapa kali call &amp; sms gw nggak pernah dia bales. Menjengkelkan banget!!!Keputusan akhirnya gw males banget untuk menganggap dia sebagai sahabat...mungkin temen lama yang pernah bersama-sama melakukan hal gokil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah..ternyata sebagian praduga itu ternyata salah!!!Minggu siang Lepas Zuhur di Al-manar..gw bergegas utk segera berkemas menuju bandara. Jam 3 sore ini gw balik ke Palembang, dan gw nggak mau telat ke Cengkareng.Saat mau keluar meninggalkan rumah..handphone gw berbunyi. Aan kembali menelepon. Awalnya gw cuekin males menjawabnya!!!Eh..kali kedua berbunyi lagi..lama banget.Karena ngeselin gw langsung jawab ketus. Ah..dia memang sahabat gw!!!Langsung setelah meminta maaf kalo selama ini handphone-nya ditinggal di kos-an. Otomatis dia nggak tahu kalo ada yang call atau bales sms.Yang membuat dia melakukan itu karena harus menemani Ayahnya yang sedang operasi di RS Gatot Subroto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah ternyata gw cenderung nggak pernah tahu kondisi dia dan selalu membuat praduga yang enggak-enggak!Dia pun terlihat menyesal baru kali ini berkesempatan untuk bertemu. Persis banget kejadiannya saat gw mengantar dia pergi ke Jakarta dan Aan pun sebaliknya saat gw balik ke Palembang......Dia terlihat gusar saat gw menolak tawarannya untuk mengantar.....ada alasan buat gw untuk nggak mementingkan urusan pribadi......Goodbye My Fren...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-113331578633592737?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/113331578633592737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=113331578633592737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/113331578633592737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/113331578633592737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/11/baru-bertemu-kembali-dengan-aan.html' title='Baru bertemu kembali dengan Aan'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-113246279237214575</id><published>2005-11-19T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T20:59:52.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sin</title><content type='html'>kadang kita sulit untuk menolak sebuah maksiat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...dan kita tahu itu "BERDOSA"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kenapa, kita mencari tahu untuk melakukannya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KETIMBANG untuk menolaknya.......???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan Hal itu senantiasa MEMBELENGGU  pikiran kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adakah cara agar kita mejadi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a wise man:) .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lantas...Setelah TAHU untuk melakukannya...kita pun masih Nelangsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk mencari tahu sumber lain yang lebih dari apa yang kita lakukan...&lt;br /&gt;(Pengakuan atas sebuah dosa yang memalukan terjadi pada dunia 19/11; 10.35 pm)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-113246279237214575?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/113246279237214575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=113246279237214575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/113246279237214575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/113246279237214575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/11/sin.html' title='a sin'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-113098980739719376</id><published>2005-11-02T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T19:50:07.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ramadhan and me</title><content type='html'>The hustle and bustle of life passes daily, like lightning. Where has all the time gone? The last so many years of life that I passed thinking that significance lay ahead of me in time. How many times I simply forgot that each day molds me, contributing to my destiny. But heedless, I live, eat, sleep and work always planning for tomorrow, forgetting the moment at hand.&lt;br /&gt;Once again the time has passed. A whole year since last Ramadan. Each separate day swirling into a mass of time, something past and lost forever. Now at my doorstep lies Ramadan. A chance for renewal.&lt;br /&gt;Rising early when all is quiet, we eat and prepare ourselves for the day ahead. This day, today. Concentrating on the tasks at hand. Conscious that every good done in this month, will carry a reward which only Allah the Almighty knows, Who in His infinite Mercy, rewards us so bounteously for the seemingly little things we try to do. From the silence of night, the Athan (call to prayer) is called. Beautiful notes of praise are carried on the night air and fill our home with peace. We sit quietly and answer the athan, remembering that prayer is the way to success.&lt;br /&gt;I spend my time in reading the Qur'an, both in Arabic and English, soaking in the meaning of verses I hadn't read for some time. Verses read many times take on new and more deeply significant meanings as I affix my life to the path of Allah the Most Great.  Trying to undo bad habits that I have formed. Trying to silence the tongue that so easily breaks ties and wounds hearts. Trying to make my every footstep bring me closer to the Creator and His Mercy.&lt;br /&gt;As the day wears on hunger strikes but the pervading feeling of peace stirs the soul to patience. Eyes that are more open than usual see the poor and how they suffer daily due to hunger, which I now experience.  Unlike the poor, for us hunger is something we can usually control. If we feel hungry , we simply eat. But in Ramadan, we must wait until the time of sunset. Here's a chance to experience the feeling of those who live in weakness every day. Giving in charity in Ramadan is rewarded more than at other times. And at this time, in a state of hunger, it becomes easier to give and free another human being of deprivation.&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is a month of struggle. Getting up earlier than usual, continuing to work even though hungry, reading and studying Qur'an and doing extra worship in the evenings and sometimes late in the night, when Allah is even closer to us.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes friends visit and we break the fast together, but our talk is not so much of this worldly life but of Islam and how we must improve ourselves and our families. We pray together, with the one who knows the most Qur'an to be the leader of the prayer. There is no pride, no conceit, no malice between us. Problems are solved by referring back to Qur'an and the sayings of the Prophet (peace be upon him). Even the children voluntarily join with us, standing in prayer. A feeling of peace pervades.&lt;br /&gt;Then the last ten days come. This is the time of the greatest struggle. Not only a struggle of the physical body to bear changed sleeping and eating patterns but a struggle in the soul. No harsh words should be spoken, no anger and no hurt. The individual seeks closeness to the Creator and seeks forgiveness of sins.&lt;br /&gt;One of the nights during the last ten days in exceedingly special. No one, but Allah knows which night it will be that is called 'Lailat ul Qadr'. The one who sincerely prays and worships in this night will be forgiven all their sins and their prayers will be answered. So everyone seeks extra worship during the nights of the last ten days. Only after the end of the night, at dawn, does nature itself disclose the identity of the night that just passed.&lt;br /&gt;For me, Ramadan is a time of spiritual renewal. As always, the body and the spirit are inter-related, one cannot advance without the other's effort. So fasting, constraining one's desires and giving, come together at a time when quiet reading of Qur'an and reflection on life pervades one's daily activities. Too soon, life will roll on, as Ramadan passes. But one never knows, if one's life will continue to see the next year. Every morning we awake and find another day before us, another chance to live and cover the evils of our lives with goodness, we should feel surprised and grateful, keeping in mind that we may not live to see the night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-113098980739719376?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/113098980739719376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=113098980739719376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/113098980739719376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/113098980739719376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/11/ramadhan-and-me.html' title='ramadhan and me'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-112943900803767892</id><published>2005-10-15T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T22:03:28.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have Today</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think when I'm alone how life can change so fast,&lt;br /&gt;We realize so many times that nothing ever lasts.&lt;br /&gt;When we are young it seems as if the world will never change,&lt;br /&gt;The world just keeps on spinning and our lives don't rearrange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was just a teenager my whole life was ahead,&lt;br /&gt;Having fun and living life with nothing yet to dread.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I had some problems but I never dwelt on sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I knew then that everything would work out by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I reached my twenties and I felt that I was grown,&lt;br /&gt;I could handle anything in my direction thrown.&lt;br /&gt;I had my life ahead of me and nothing in my way,&lt;br /&gt;I was so enjoying life in work and also play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I reached my adults and my outlook changed again,&lt;br /&gt;Now the world was not so carefree as it once had been.&lt;br /&gt;New responsibilities became a part of life,&lt;br /&gt;Caring for a job now my career and my future life.&lt;br /&gt;Then a new horizon loomed as when I reached middle age next in future,&lt;br /&gt;I then paid more attention to the headlines on the page.&lt;br /&gt;I was so much more aware of worldly n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-112943900803767892?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/112943900803767892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=112943900803767892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/112943900803767892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/112943900803767892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/10/we-have-today.html' title='We Have Today'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-112814369040145333</id><published>2005-09-30T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T22:14:50.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadan is coming</title><content type='html'>Ramadan is here,&lt;br /&gt;Here is Ramadan.&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is coming,&lt;br /&gt;The time that is blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is coming,&lt;br /&gt;The time we love best.&lt;br /&gt;The month in which the Qur'an was sent;&lt;br /&gt;A time of great blessing in which to repent.&lt;br /&gt;Fasting for Allah is a great Muslim deed;&lt;br /&gt;Controlling desires and Suppressing greed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is coming,&lt;br /&gt;Increase your Iman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is coming,&lt;br /&gt;Recite the Qur'an.&lt;br /&gt;Taking "Suhur" in the dead of the Night;&lt;br /&gt;No eating no drinking during the daylight.&lt;br /&gt;Refrain from bad deeds and repent your soul;&lt;br /&gt;The pleasure of Allah is our only goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is coming,&lt;br /&gt;so let us prepare.&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is coming;&lt;br /&gt;there is peace everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;Even if there is hunger,&lt;br /&gt;remember your Lord And wait until 'Iftar' to earn your reward.&lt;br /&gt;Fasting is one of the gifts of AllahGiven to believers to increase 'Taqwa'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is here, here is Ramadan.&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is coming, so seek the new Moon.&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is coming, it will be here soon.&lt;br /&gt;We pray to Allah to put right our hearts;&lt;br /&gt;Ask for forgiveness from Allah and make a new start.&lt;br /&gt;Raising our hands we ask for his 'Rahmat';&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-112814369040145333?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/112814369040145333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=112814369040145333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/112814369040145333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/112814369040145333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/09/ramadan-is-coming.html' title='Ramadan is coming'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-112701580934941163</id><published>2005-09-17T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T20:56:49.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>about my chummy "BOCAH EDAN"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;adakalanya kesendirian memang membuat kita jadi lebih mengerti tentang apa yang akan dan harus kita lakukan..tapi coba deh kalau seandainya juga kita mampu mengatasi kesendirian dengan berbagi bersama orang-orang yang mengerti tentang keberadaan kita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;secara emosional kita mampu mengendalikan rasio berfikir kita yang cenderung egois jika kita mampu mengkomunikasikan sesuatu ide atau hal konyol lainnya bareng seseorang...terlebih sahabat sejati..cie....lagunya...SEJATI kalie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dan gw mengalami namanya &lt;em&gt;chummy syndrome &lt;/em&gt;istilah yang gw buat untuk sahabat yang senantiasa hadir disaat-saat gw ga' memerlukannya..he..he..Nggak ding! Gw baru ngerasa kehilangan banget saat gw ngerasa dicuekin dan dia nggak ngambil pusing tentang urusan yang gw lakuin...bertolak belakang banget sama sifat dia yang super duper 'care'..dia sohib sejati gw..dan gw berharap banget dia akan tetep selamanya jadi sahabat gw...iyalah!!!!Sahabat sejati nggak pernah mati Bung! Catat!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Namanya "Jafar", Nama laen yang gw kasih ke dia yaitu "BOCAH EDAN". Anaknya GoKiL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:H@bIs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;H@bIs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;... ada aja yang bisa bikin gw KeUtaawWwaaaaa Sampe nggak ketulungan...RuaAaAmmmMMMmmeeeee....banget anaknya..tapi sifat yang paling gw suka dari Bocah edan adalah kemauan dia untuk menolong yang sangat tinggi..sampe dia ngelupain hal-hal yang bersifat pribadi demi temennya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gw sendiri nggak peduli dengan kebiasaan buruk dia yang suka ngelupain ibadah..tapi itu bukan berarti dia nggak mau..cuma karena kebiasaan. Gw yakin 100% tinggal menunggu waktu, dia bakal berubah total jadi lebih baek dan shaleh....karena emang dia beda dan unik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Walaupun GaUUUULLLL habiz..tapi tetep aja si Bocah Edan nggak terjebak dengan hiruk pikuk dunia yang menjebak...Selamat Menjaga diri Kawan...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-112701580934941163?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/112701580934941163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=112701580934941163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/112701580934941163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/112701580934941163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/09/about-my-chummy-bocah-edan.html' title='about my chummy &quot;BOCAH EDAN&quot;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111960139644792773</id><published>2005-06-24T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T01:23:17.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dicuekin..emang enak??</title><content type='html'>Ada yang salah mungkin?kira-kira begitu pertanyaan yang pengen terlontar saat Mail, agak enggan bertemu. Kaget, tentu saja!Sudah lama banget gw ga' ketemu dengannya. Dan kali ini, selepas sholat Jum'at di Masjid Agung. Secara ga' sengaja, gw ngeliat dia sedang jajan di salah satu warung pempek. Tentu saja, kesempatan untuk Sekedar say hello, berbasa-basi dengannya ga' pengen dilewatkan. Gimana kondisi dia selama ini...tapi sikapnya jauh banget dengan apa yang kita harapkan. Cuek banget, ga' ada respek sama sekali bahkan membalikkan badan pun rasanya juga enggak. Kenapa ya, ada yang salahkah dengan gw?Terus terang gw ngerasa dizalimi. Ah enggak juga..gw malah berfikir apa yang membuat dia begitu...gw pengen tanya tapi kok dicuekin. Nggak enak banget khan?Gw jadi bingung dan salting, apalagi dia bareng temennya. Gw cuma nanya, "Dimana loe sekarang tinggal?" Eh dia malah tersenyum aja tanpa bicara dan Akhirnya tanpa pamit setelah dia tersenyum paksa tanpa jawaban..ngabur. Dan dia masih tetap dengan posisi membelakangi gw..Allah ampuni sikap sahabat hamba itu Ya..Allah. Sungguh hamba merasa sedih dengannya..biarlah tokh banyak hal baik yang sudah kami lakukan bersama. Dan dia masih gw anggap sahabat..apapun alasannya gw pengen tahu kenapa dia jadi begitu?....ah bingung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--memang kadangkala kita mendapatkan sesuatu yang jauh dari apa yang kita harapkan. sekalipun kenyataannya kita mampu mendapatkan lebih dari yang kita kira--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw cuma tersenyum aja dengan sikap Mail...mungkin momennya kurang pas kali?Ah biarlah.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111960139644792773?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111960139644792773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111960139644792773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111960139644792773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111960139644792773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/06/dicuekinemang-enak.html' title='Dicuekin..emang enak??'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111951328834947189</id><published>2005-06-23T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:54:48.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>horny</title><content type='html'>Tiga hari gw pergi mengelilingi kota-kota yang ada di Sumsel. Capek banget..ditambah dengan kondisi badan yang ga' enak banget. Bawaan meriang mungkin? Tapi gw ga' pasti..Gw cuma kepengen tidur. Tenang rasanya...membayangkan kasur empuk dengan bantal guling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalem jam dua dinihari gw nyampe ke kota yg gw cintai. Asli tempat tidur jadi sasaran utama. Berangkat kerja tadi agak siangan...tokh ga' ada yang protes. Nyesel juga...coba lebih lambat lagi. Lagian kerjaan dikantor juga ga' terlalu banyak. Kepengen cepet sore..langsung ngaciir..dan sekarang gw lagi bingung mo' cerita apa ttg perjalanan gw kemaren. Mungkin besok gw bakal cerita lebih banyak..sekarang gw lagi horny...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111951328834947189?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111951328834947189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111951328834947189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111951328834947189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111951328834947189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/06/horny.html' title='horny'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111907269575618364</id><published>2005-06-17T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T22:31:35.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bingung tenan</title><content type='html'>...qwerty... tema ini pernah gw tulis sebelumnya. Tapi bukan mslh itu yg pgn gw tls..asli, skrg gw kesulitan utk menemukan tema apa..tuts-tuts didepan kompie selalu maksa gw untuk mencurahkan ide..tapi gw kesulitan dan bingung tenan....antara ide, gagasan, imajinasi kadang-kadang selalu memaksa untuk menyempil di blog ini tapi gw ga' bisa.....asal aja..pengennya nulis sesuatu yang fun. Tapi ruh itu ga' gw dapetin..nelangsa banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang gw barusan aja nelpon..dia ngerasa bosen dengan job yg sudah delapan tahun lebih dijalanin. Ga' ada tantangannya, begitu katanya. Kepengen ngundurin diri dan pensiun dini.Dia minta saran gw, dan gw bilang jangan gegabah! Iyalah..hal biasa banget kan dalam dunia kerja. Mungkin selama ini abang gw terjebak dalam rutinitas tanpa ada ekspresi kebebasan yang ga' lazim. gw selalu bilang ke dia, sesekali ga' papa toh kalo kita breaking the rules. Buat sensasi aja, dan ada nilai kepuasan yang ga' layak tapi kita menikmatinya. Tapi abang gw selalu bilang, dia bukan tipe yang bisa memberontak. Dia ngaku kalo dia selalu nurut dengan situasi dan itu yang akhirnya membawa dia ke dalam kejenuhan yang sudah dalam tahap kritis. Refreshing lah bang,..Tapi kemana Dan? Begitu saran gw dibalikin lagi..iya..dia udah melanglang kemana-mana di nusantara ini. Tapi itukan urusan kerja..gimana dengan pemanjaan diri tanpa ikatan...lagi-lagi gw saranin dia untuk  nyeleneh..asalkan tetap syar'I Bo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi itu cerita ttg abang gw yang udah lama banget jarang balik kecuali dua hari setiap tahun di saat lebaran doank. Cerita lain..semalem ge satroni rmh sohib gw..olis..tambah rame rumahnya. Sejak dua bulan lalu rumah dinas milik abangnya sudah dihuni. Otomatis, dia jadi ga' ngerasa kesepian. Lah iyalah, kan ada keponakan laki-laki yang masih balita gitchu. Ga' ada yang berubah kecuali jaket yg selama ini dia banggakan udah mulai robek...katanya bekas keserempet...a little accident..tapi masih tetep aja dipake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apalgi ya...gw bingung mo ngapain sekarang. Banyak hal yang mestinya jadi stimulus buat gw dalam berkerja. Tapi gw sadar..untuk hasil yang sempurna dan kita kepengen banget untuk itu..butuh waktu dan mesti sabar-sabar. Ada nilai transedental yang mesti kita hubungin ke dalam situasi yang terjadi.Nanti gw ceritain dah......sekarang gw kepengen diem dulu..ngapain ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111907269575618364?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111907269575618364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111907269575618364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111907269575618364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111907269575618364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/06/bingung-tenan.html' title='Bingung tenan'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111906977427851028</id><published>2005-06-17T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T21:42:54.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kekuatan Pagi</title><content type='html'>....triit..triit..triit....bunyi weker pagi yang ngeselin. Pengen dimatiin aja..tapi ga' tega! Soalnya siapa lagi yang bisa bangunin di waktu shubuh kalo bukan si kecil yang nyaring bunyinya itu. Cuma kok bunyinya jelek banget....tapi sampe sekarang masih sulit untuk menggantikan nada weker itu. Takut ga' biasa...ada sih nada yang bagus suara melodi air gitu..jernih banget dan adem.Trus gw mikir Kalo itu yang disetel, nantinya malah tambah zz..zzz...zzzz...ga' bangun-bangun. Ah biarin dah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rutinitas pagi gw..sengaja dimulai jauh sebelum ayam jago nongolin suara khasnya. Biar terasa syahdu aja..udah biasa sih. Mau ga' mau..gw biasanya langsung nyeduh air panas bikin minuman hangat. Kalo rezeki banyak sesekali buat susu, dan almost eberyday teh yang jadi andalan. Nah..dalam beberapa hari ini ada aktivitas baru yang sangat jarang gw lakuin..sholat..hikhikhik..pengen ketawa kalo nyeritain awal gw tahajud. Sampe tidur dan lupa kalo sedang sholat..sampe akhirnya sinar pagi masuk menghangatkan badan. Lupa deh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi ini..dan pagi pagi yang lain terasa sangat special...ada kekuatan di sana..yang gw sendiri ga' tahu apa?Cuma merenung sebentar tanpa suara sedikitpun...tenang banget...entah darimana tiba-tiba ada ruh yang menguatkan hati untuk tetap tersenyum dan nyaman banget. Sampe akhirnya azan shubuh pun bersahutan antar masjid disekitar rumah yang menentramkan hati. Ah pagi memang menyenangkan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111906977427851028?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111906977427851028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111906977427851028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111906977427851028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111906977427851028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/06/kekuatan-pagi.html' title='Kekuatan Pagi'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111882907619632985</id><published>2005-06-15T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T02:51:16.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minus Satu..!!!</title><content type='html'>Wah..gara-gara keceplosan ngomong bintang kelahiran. Akhirnya gw mesti mengalami naas hari ini. Asli..nyesel banget! Awalnya gw kepengen orang lain ga' perlu tahu tentang tgl lahir...tapi emang udah nasib. Akhirnya gw, mesti mengalami hal konyol hari ini. Biasa dikerjain rekan sekantor...padahal gw udah wanti-wanti dari awal mengenai rencana 'jahat' mereka yang udah menjadi tradisi..siram-siraman air gitu..entah air minum, kopi, teh, susu, jus,..pokoke yang serba ada airnya. Weleh-weleh....tukang jahil tetep aja jahil ga' bisa di ganti....Asli dendam kesumat mesti dibayarkan lain waktu ke orang yang ngerayain hari lahir. Otomatis..gw pikir semua orang sudah di database.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, minus satu hari bunQ!!Bukannya besok gw ultah..mereka ga' peduli..otomatis si Jail Topik jadi salah satu pemeran utama termasuk Bos gw yang support. Ah...gw sekarang lagi persiapan untuk menghadapi besok....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111882907619632985?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111882907619632985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111882907619632985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111882907619632985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111882907619632985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/06/minus-satu.html' title='Minus Satu..!!!'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111871288790051645</id><published>2005-06-13T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T18:34:47.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temen lama jadi inget lagi</title><content type='html'>Selepas maghrib...suasana sekitar rumah sangat sepi. Tumben? Biasanya akan ada beberapa orang yang berkumpul di pojokan jalan. Entahlah apa yang mereka bicarakan, tapi sudah lazimnya begitu. Bahkan kalau ada waktu senggang, gw biasanya ikutan nimbrung. Ya..sekedar bersosialisasi. Jangan sampai saya tidak mengenal satupun dari tentangga gw. Menyenangkan sih kalau sudah berkumpul bersama mereka. Walaupun gw tahu hanya obrolan kecil namun sungguh obrolan itu membuat kami jadi satu. He..he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi malam ini kok sepi? Apa karena cuaca malam yang sangat sayu...he..he..Tapi asli malam ini gw ngerasa sepi banget. Nggak tahu mau ngapain. Paling Mas Hake yang ngajakin makan di luar tapi itu juga nggak aku gubris. Males!!!Lagian cuma makan ayam melulu...kok jadi ngebosenin begitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya gw putusin untuk coba dengerin beberapa cd yang sudah lama ga' gw putar. Lumayan merawat koleksi jangan sampai corrupt. Mahal kan waktu belinya. Nah..pas waktu bersiin Audio CD, ternyata ada CD Degung Sunda lama. Wah..jadi inget waktu ngeburu nih CD di Pasar Baru, Bandung bareng Aa' Jam. Dia yang maksain gw untuk dengerin musik instrumen khas sunda itu..katanya buat bantu gw konsentrasi belajar. Gw ga' bisa nolak dong pemberian orang...tapi sekarang kemana ya Aa'...putus kontak nih. Nyesel juga waktu dia ngundang walimah..ga' dateng. Jauh sih di Garut. Apalagi waktu itu kan masih bokek...he...he..Ah..dunia ini kan kecil..Insya Allah ketemu lagi..Gw selalu Yakin akan hal itu, asalkan gw selalu inget akan kebaikan orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah..pas lagi nikmatin suara angklung dari Kang Darso..tiba-tiba gw jadi inget sama sohib SMP gw yang sekarang kabarnya ada di bandung juga.Lucu juga gw ga' tahu pasti kemana si Erwandie pergi. Tahu-tahu pas maen kerumahnya waktu SMA, ternyata dia sekolah di SMU N 5 bandung. Terkejut pasti..karena itu jauh banget dari cita-cita dia yang mau nerusin ke Magelang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah erwandie..jadi inget sama kekonyolan khas ABG yang kita buat dulu jaman celana pendek biru. Belajar naek motor bareng sambil ngumpet takut ketahuan ama Bapakmu yang super galak atau omelan nyokap loe yang ga' ketulungan cerewetnya minta ampun. Tapi tetep aja ga' ngaruh...he..he...kemana ya sekarang erwandie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111871288790051645?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111871288790051645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111871288790051645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111871288790051645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111871288790051645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/06/temen-lama-jadi-inget-lagi.html' title='Temen lama jadi inget lagi'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111864351608061450</id><published>2005-06-12T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T23:18:36.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie Cullum and Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/19044140/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/19044140_8e52f6a15a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/19044140/"&gt;jamie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;Jamie Cullum and Me! &lt;br /&gt;fren, seharian kemaren Palembang sangat 'cool'/Adem dah! Hujan tampaknya mengiasi langit dengan sendu. Dan tahu sendiri kalo udah bawaan dingin seperti itu, biasanya gw banyak mengurung diri di kamar. Kebetulan memang lagi males keluar. Jimmie Cullum lagi baek-baeknya nemenin gw dengan Singing In The Rain-nya....oke banget khan? Jazzy bro..sangat melankolis banget pokoke seharian gw ngerasa great feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...Ada beberapa sobat gw yang akhirnya ikutan gabung. Walaupun hanya lewat HaPe..sangat kental banget nuansa reuni-nya. Iqbal, Jakfar, &amp; Lukman yang akhirnya setia ngobrolin tentang The Actual Behaviour of US!!!...Seruuuuuuuuuuuuuu banget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Si Jamie masih terus melaju dengan TwentySomething-nya yang sangat khas. Suaranya itu..buener-buener berat khas babe-babe..but cool man. Gw jadi inget saat pertama kenal dengan Jamie di JakJazz taon lalu...dia ga' datang sih. Tapi si Iqbal yang dengan secara 'paksa' berusaha buat ngenalin dengan irama acid jazz-nya...wah asli gw langsung naksir sama genre ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa lagu yang tadinya gw ga' apal...sekarang di luar kepala. Sebut aja All At Sea yang bikin gw inget sama Anyer..he..he...ada lagu yang paling oke..yaitu Singing In The Rain....klop dah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111864351608061450?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111864351608061450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111864351608061450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111864351608061450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111864351608061450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/06/jamie-cullum-and-me_12.html' title='Jamie Cullum and Me!'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111794284259031344</id><published>2005-06-04T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T20:40:42.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chummy</title><content type='html'>"Well, pada kemana aja sih eloe?" Kira-kira begitu kalimat pembuka dari sohib gw yang udah luamma banget ga' telponan. Kaget lah..pas lagi mau tidur jam 11.41 smalem..si Baracude akhirnya berbunyi. Sebel..tentu saja! Ini orang ga' sadar diri apa ganggu orang yang mau istirahat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuih.. tengkyu Bongsot..gw seneng banget akhirnya semalem elu telponin gw. Kangen tentu saja..udah hampir setaon ga' ketemu. Sayang banget...lu salah tanggal mo' bikin surprise ultah gw..heueh..he..he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokoke..elu sohib sejati gw dah!!! Tengkyu..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111794284259031344?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111794284259031344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111794284259031344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111794284259031344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111794284259031344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-chummy.html' title='My Chummy'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111793975568804978</id><published>2005-06-04T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T19:49:15.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANJRIT!!!Lupa Password</title><content type='html'>Udah hampir sebulan lebih..gw ngutak-atik pw di myblog. Tapi kok ga' masuk-masuk. Salah melulu..Wah bete banget ga' sih. Sudah gitu banyak banget ide yang pengen gw tulis di blog. Sayang kan akhirnya banyak yang lupa...ah bener-bener nyebelin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi-pagi entah dari mana idenya. Lekas pas sholat shubuh dan lari pagi..tiba-tiba "jreng" password yang selama ini gw cari-cari ketemu&gt; Wuiih...seneng banget...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111793975568804978?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111793975568804978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111793975568804978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111793975568804978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111793975568804978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/06/anjritlupa-password.html' title='ANJRIT!!!Lupa Password'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111380332120024649</id><published>2005-04-17T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T22:48:41.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saya sedang futur</title><content type='html'>saya ini sedang futur...&lt;br /&gt;terbukti dengan ogah-ogahan datang ke &lt;br /&gt;pengajian tiap pekan.&lt;br /&gt;Dengan alasan klasik, kuliah lah, lelah lah, &lt;br /&gt;kerja lah, sibuk lah, inilah itulah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya ini sedang futur...&lt;br /&gt;jarang baca buku tentang islam, lagi demen &lt;br /&gt;baca koran.&lt;br /&gt;dulu tilawah tidak pernah ketinggalan, &lt;br /&gt;sekarang satu lembar udeh lumayan.&lt;br /&gt;tilawah sudah tidak berkesan, nonton layar &lt;br /&gt;emas ketagihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya ini sedang futur..&lt;br /&gt;mulai malas solat malam, jarang bertafakur.&lt;br /&gt;ba'da subuh, kanan kirir salam lantas &lt;br /&gt;kembali mendengkur.&lt;br /&gt;apalagi waktu libur sampai menjelang &lt;br /&gt;dzuhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya ini sedang futur...&lt;br /&gt;lihat perut semakin buncit, karena junk food &lt;br /&gt;dan pangsit.&lt;br /&gt;kalo infaq mulai sedikit dan mulai pelit.&lt;br /&gt;apalagi shoum sunnah, perut rasanya ogah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya ini sedang futur...&lt;br /&gt;tak lagi pandai bersyukur, senang disanjung &lt;br /&gt;dikritik murung.&lt;br /&gt;saya ini sedang futur...&lt;br /&gt;malas ngurusin dakwah, rajin bikin ortu &lt;br /&gt;marah.&lt;br /&gt;sedikit sekali muhasabbah, seringkali &lt;br /&gt;mengghibah.&lt;br /&gt;ya........saya memang futur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa Futur??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa tidak ada satu ikhwah pun yg &lt;br /&gt;menegur dan menghibur?&lt;br /&gt;kenapa batas-batas mulai mengendur?&lt;br /&gt;kepura-puraan, basa-basi dan kekakuan &lt;br /&gt;subur&lt;br /&gt;kenapa diantara kita sudah tidak jujur?&lt;br /&gt;kenapa ukhuwah diantara kita sudah mulai &lt;br /&gt;luntur? &lt;br /&gt;kenapa diantara kita hanya pandai berfutur?&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah.....berilah hamba-Mu ini pelipur&lt;br /&gt;Agar saya tidak semakin futur.&lt;br /&gt;Apalagi sampai tersungkur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ente tau ane lagi futur&lt;br /&gt;sedikit zikir, banyakan tidur, belajar ngawur, IP &lt;br /&gt;pun hancur, shohib2 kagak ada yang negur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ente tau ane lagi futur&lt;br /&gt;hati beku otak ngelantur, mikirin orang &lt;br /&gt;sedulur,diri sendiri kagak pernah ngukur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ente taulah ane sekarang&lt;br /&gt;seneng duduk di kursi goyang perut kenyang &lt;br /&gt;hati melayang.&lt;br /&gt;mulut sibuk ngomongin orang, aib sendiri &lt;br /&gt;gak kebayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ente tau ane begal&lt;br /&gt;bangun malam sering ditinggal, otak bebal &lt;br /&gt;banyak menghayal, udeh lupa yang namanya &lt;br /&gt;ajal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ente tau ane begini&lt;br /&gt;udah sok tau seneng dipuji, ngomong sok &lt;br /&gt;suci kayak murobi, kagak ngaca diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ente tau ane gegabah&lt;br /&gt;petantang petenteng merasa gagah&lt;br /&gt;diri ngaku2 ikhwah kalo mau muhasabbah&lt;br /&gt;diri ini gak beda sama sampah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ente tau ane sekarang&lt;br /&gt;udah kalah di medan perang, ane pengen &lt;br /&gt;pulang kandang, ke tempat dulu ane datang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat semua saudaraku....&lt;br /&gt;kunjungilah saudara mu tengoklah dia &lt;br /&gt;barang sebentar.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin keimanannya sedang berada di &lt;br /&gt;ujung tanduk.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin keimanannya sedang dipertaruhkan&lt;br /&gt;raihlah dia......rengkuhlah dia......&lt;br /&gt;ajaklah dia bersama melihat terbitnya fajar &lt;br /&gt;kebangkitan Islam&lt;br /&gt;Ajaklah dia bersama menuju cinta-NYA&lt;br /&gt;menuju surga-NYA, menuju ampunan-NYA&lt;br /&gt;janganlah sibuk dengan diri sendiri, pedulilah &lt;br /&gt;dengan sekelilingmu.&lt;br /&gt;pedulilah dengan mereka yang mengharap &lt;br /&gt;datangnya secercah cahaya.&lt;br /&gt;jadilah orang bermanfaatuntuk orang-orang &lt;br /&gt;di sekitar mu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111380332120024649?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111380332120024649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111380332120024649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111380332120024649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111380332120024649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/04/saya-sedang-futur.html' title='saya sedang futur'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111088216583190093</id><published>2005-03-15T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T02:26:15.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wanita hijab dan tema pernikahan</title><content type='html'>Ada waktu untuk memulai sesuatu..dan itu terkait dengan rencana yang kita buat sebelumnya. Apakah rencana itu akan berhasil atau tidak? Semuanya tergantung dengan kemauan kita untuk memulai rencana itu. Kadang-kadang kita ga' bisa menentukan suatu rencana itu harus kita lakukan atau sama sekali menjadi sebuah rencana belaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak hal yang mempengaruhi untuk memulai rencana menjadi kenyataan. Mungkin saja terkait dengan kesiapan dalam menyusun rencana yang benar-benar matang dan dapat diuji kelayakan untuk berhasil. Atau jangan, bisa membuat segala hal yang semula bukan rencana menjadi rencana dengan bertindak nekat. Berarti sama sekali dengan memotong semua jalur rantai pikiran yang panjang. Otomatis semuanya ditempuh dengan menghadapi segala macam halangan selama 'action' dibuat sepanjang jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/6583281/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/6583281_964a21aa96_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/6583281/"&gt;hijab&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belakangan saya mulai memikirkan suatu rencana yang kadang-kadang saya anggap aneh tapi ga' juga! Maksud saya begini..apakah semua episode kehidupan yang saya jalani sekarang mesti saya ubah lagi skenarionya. Saya sendiri bingung..? Temanya adalah seputar pernikahan. Ya..saya terpaksa bahkan dipaksa untuk memikirkan tema itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya saya berniat sekali untuk saat ini hingga beberapa tahun lagi. Saya estimasi mungkin sekitar 2 - 3 tahun lagi. Saya akan full concentrated di pekerjaan. Tanpa terpengaruh dengan isu seputar pernikahan yang bagi saya terlalu rumit dan sangat sukar untuk saya jangkau saat ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah..tema itu rupanya dibaca oleh rekan saya. Kebetulan saat ini dia tengah mempersiapkan acara walimahannya dengan prosesi cara religi yang saya akui itu hal yang paling saya suka. Jauh dari maksiat..begitu alasan simpelnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus terang saya sangat kagum dengan banyak wanita yang berhijab menutup auratnya. Bahkan ada beberapa wanita yang saya temui membuat saya terpikat..tapi nanti dulu..untuk jatuh hati saya masih mikir dua kali..saya sangat mengagumi mereka. Anggun dan sangat bersahaja...begitulah kira-kira gambaran saya tentang mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terlebih saat ini saya sudah melihat kemajuan yang teramat sangat dengan kehadiran wanita-wanita berhijab di tengah pergulatan bisnis dan dunia eksekutif yang sangat majemuk dan dinamis. Saya lihat eksistensi mereka sudah menunjukkan kelas yang sangat terhormat dengan berbagai macam style dan performance yang menawan. Banyak saya kagumi dengan mereka dan untuk memilih salah satu dari mereka. Mungkin masih jauh..saya sendiri masih jauh dari perbuatan-perbuatan yang dapat membuat saya mendapatkan mereka..he..he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak hal yang rekan saya lakukan untuk membuat saya enggan mengomentari setiap ucapannya, membalas SMS atau e-mailnya, terkadang saya enggan menemuinya saat dia bersilaturrahmi ke rumah. Entahlah kedatangannya bagi saya adalah preseden buruk..ha..ha.. karena ga' jauh dari obrolan seputar pernikahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga' berani dan nyali kecil? Begitu setiap kali dia berkomentar ketika saya tolak secara halus dengan bahasa yang saya sendiri bingung mencari alasan yang tepat untuk menyakinkannya kalo saya memang ga' benar-benar tertarik untuk segera menikah dalam waktu dekat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak hal yang membuat saya agak ragu untuk memulai suatu hubungan sakral tersebut. Paling ga' saya hanya menjalani hari dengan apa yang terjadi pada hari itu. Selebihnya saya enggan memikirkan sesuatu yang sudah teramat lampau bahkan jauh untuk digapai. Saya suka menghabiskan hari dengan segala hal yang terjadi pada hari ini tanpa kompromi dengan hal masa lalu atau masa depan. Dan saya yakin jika hari ini saya isi dengan hal-hal yang positif dan penuh progresivitas, kedepannya saya akan mengalami hari-hari yang jauh lebih baik. Jadi masalah pernikahan bagaimana..??&lt;br /&gt;Saya belum punya jawabannya..titik!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111088216583190093?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111088216583190093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111088216583190093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111088216583190093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111088216583190093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/03/wanita-hijab-dan-tema-pernikahan.html' title='wanita hijab dan tema pernikahan'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111059492226319809</id><published>2005-03-11T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T18:35:22.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sepi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/6342169/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/6342169_c7c163af9c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/6342169/"&gt;sepi&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;sudah lama banget ga' nulis blog ini. Kadang-kadang mikir sendiri, hal apa yang pengen dishare. Rupanya penyakit budaya procrastinate atau menunda-nunda pekerjaan (seperti yg dibilang mas Zul)tengah melanda saya. Entahlah ini mungkin pengaruh kejenuhan yang belakangan hari ini terus saja terjadi di kantor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa ya solusinya? Mungkin sekedar cari refreshing ke tempat-tempat yang bikin saya agak tenang bisa membantu. Jum'at kemaren kebetulan hari Nyepi..dan itu artinya saya bisa meluangkan waktu untuk sedikit rileks dan santai. Seharian saya berada di rumah, justru sangat ga' mengenakkan. Makanya saya putuskan untuk cari tempat dimana saya bisa bercengkrama dengan siapa saja. Baik yang saya kenal maupun tidak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mestinya banyak hal yang bisa saya ciptakan untuk membuat manja diri ini. Tapi semangat untuk itu kendur ketika saya melihat banyak sekali tempat tongkrongan yang ga' berfungsi di Palembang. Akhirnya saya coba datangi salah satu tepian sungai musi. Tepatnya didaerah Jl. KiGede Ing Suro. Sebuah kawasan tua tepat dipusat kota dan sangat tidak teratur kawasan itu dengan banyaknya bangunan tua yang jauh dari kesan terawat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya merasakan kesepian yang teramat sangat. Butuh temen yang bisa memberikan suatu pengalaman yang bagus dan bisa dikenang. Paling ga' bisa membunuh rasa jenuh yang saat ini pusing saya mengalaminya...Kadangkala memang kesepian menjadi suatu hal yang ngga' bisa kita tolak..tergantung kita bagaimana caranya untuk membunuh rasa  sepi itu...seperti saya yang saat ini tengah menikmati hembusan angin di sebuah tepian sungai musi yang jauh dari keramaian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari sana saya coba melihat jembatan Ampera dari kejauhan..ditemani oleh sedikit suara anak-anak kecil yang tengah mandi di sebuah tongkang kayu yang hampir lapuk..dan juga suara khas perahu ketek..saya berdiri dan terdiam disana sampai beberapa saat. Menikmati hempasan angin dan akhirnya saya pun harus menuntaskan semua ini saat Azan Ashar tedengar dari seberang sungai..suara itu indah sekali terdengar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas sholat disebuah masjid kecil masih dikawasan yang sama bersama tiga orang jamaah yang kesemuanya sudah dimakan umur. Saya pun meneruskan perjalanan menyusuri kawasan ini. Terasa sekali, aroma budaya post modernisme ditengah kultur urbanisasi yang saat ini melanda kawasan kota. Suara-suara musik yang keras dari setiap bilik rumah yang rapat, dan juga kultur tradisional dengan aksen yang sulit saya mengerti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya pun akhirnya harus menuntaskan semuanya dan saya merasakan suasana kota sore ini begitu lengang. Jalan-jalan yang biasanya sangat ramai, terlihat hanya beberapa kendaraan dan opelet yang masih berusaha mencari calon penumpang. Kemungkinan besar saat ini para remaja di kota yang berpenduduk hampir 2 juta tengah asyik menonotn konser Peterpan. Salah satu grup band idola Indonesia yang tengah meroket karirnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maunya tadi pagi saya kepengen juga ikut nonton. Kebetulan Dodi yang sejak semalem ngontak terus untuk pergi nemenin dia. Tapi bawaan males akhirnya harus diputuskan untuk ga' ikut. Walaupun berat juga ngeliat Sahabat saya itu kecewa saat saya telpon dia sekitar jam 10 pagi. Tapi sudahlah toh akhirnya dia mendapat temen lain untuk sekedar melihat Ariel CS bernyanyi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga' ada tujuan lain akhirnya setelah berkeliling kota...coba-coba untuk ke Cineplex..wah ini yang kesekian kali saya berada di Gedung Bioskop yang cukup Representative buat menyaksikan film-film yang saya suka. Kebetulan ada film baru produksi lokal bertajuk "Banyu Biru" yang diperankan Tora Sudiro...Mudah-mudahan menghibur dalam hati saya berharap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama awal pertunjukan saya sangat menikmati kisah retorik yang dipaparkan oleh pemeran utamanya si Banyu..namun kecendrungan untuk cepet bosan akhirnya bener-bener melanda..saya kurang begitu suka saat klimaks film ini. Terkesan sangat datar dan kurang greget.Walaupun saya akui sangat suka dengan tema yang disajikan mengenai konflik komunikasi Ayah dan Anak sehingga ada range waktu yang membuat mereka akhirnya memutuskan untuk bertemu. Namun tema solusi ga' ada pada akhirnya... Ya itulah masalah film kita yang baru mulai berekspresi kembali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulangnya saya merasa kesepian lagi..ga' ada temen yang bisa saya ajak kompromi. Ya..paling ga' sekedar saring pengalaman atau cerita apa saja...kemana ya..mending tidur aja dah..sembari berharap besok pagi ada hal baru yang bisa saya lakukan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111059492226319809?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111059492226319809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111059492226319809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111059492226319809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111059492226319809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/03/sepi.html' title='sepi'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111059155754117417</id><published>2005-03-11T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T17:39:17.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner vs Loser</title><content type='html'>The Winner is always part of the answer;&lt;br /&gt;The Loser is always part of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Winner is always has a program;&lt;br /&gt;The Loser always has an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Winner says,"Let me do it for you;&lt;br /&gt;The Loser says;" That is not my job."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Winner sees an answer for every problem;&lt;br /&gt;The Loser sees a problem for every answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Winner says," It may be difficult but it is possible";&lt;br /&gt;The Loser says,"It may be possible but it is too difficult."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a Winner makes a mistake, he says," I was wrong";&lt;br /&gt;When a Loser makes a mistake, he says," It wasn't my fault."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Winner makes commitments;&lt;br /&gt;A Loser makes promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners have dreams;&lt;br /&gt;Loser have schemes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners say," I must do something";&lt;br /&gt;Losers say,"Something must be done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners are a part of the team;&lt;br /&gt;Losers are apart from the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners see the gain;&lt;br /&gt;Losers see the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners see possibilities;&lt;br /&gt;Losers see problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners believe in win/win; Losers believe for them to win someone has to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners see the potential;&lt;br /&gt;Losers see the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners are like a thermostat;&lt;br /&gt;Losers are like thermometers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners choose what they say;&lt;br /&gt;Losers say what they choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners use hard arguments but soft words;&lt;br /&gt;Losers use soft arguments but hard words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners stand firm on values but compromise on petty things;&lt;br /&gt;Losers stand firm on petty things but compromise on values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners follow the philosophy of empathy: "Don't do to others what you would, not want them to do to you";&lt;br /&gt;Losers follow the philosophy, "Do it to others before they do it to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners make it happen;&lt;br /&gt;Losers let it happen. (zulfikar Dharmawan)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111059155754117417?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111059155754117417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111059155754117417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111059155754117417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111059155754117417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/03/winner-vs-loser.html' title='Winner vs Loser'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111044953972835932</id><published>2005-03-10T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T02:12:19.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>junkmail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/6246537/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/6246537_435f3c5a96_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/6246537/"&gt;junkmail&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;in the recent time...sometimes i get a junkmail from the person who i hate him bfore. I dont know what caused it above. Its appear to my whole life in the past, when he tried to betrayed me for some reason that i didnt have any compromise with him personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized, its not good for me to hate somebody..but when i try myself to kick him by all the badthings that he'had made it to me i couldn't. He acts like bunglon, when he needs something he keeps our shakemind and if he doesn't he tried to ignored it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never to answering all his stuff comments in my Instant message..but i also give him an expalantion about the buzz stuff that make me not te replying him sooner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111044953972835932?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111044953972835932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111044953972835932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111044953972835932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111044953972835932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/03/junkmail_10.html' title='junkmail'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-111034289242618846</id><published>2005-03-08T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T00:37:23.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesuatu yang ga' enak dan sulit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/6243930/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/6243930_82e3ee63b9_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/6243930/"&gt;bad things&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;....Siapapun orang yang anda temui, entah itu sangat menyenangkan atau sama sekali membuat anda merasa tertekan dan kecewa. Justru akan membuat anda menemukan jati diri anda yang sebenarnya. Maka cara yang ampuh untuk membuat jati diri anda terlihat sempurna adalah dengan selalu ceria menghadapi sesuatu "tersenyumlah" entah itu perasaan senang atau sedih, singkirkan iri hati dan dendam di hati, berbuatlah lebih banyak untuk menolong, dan tetaplah pada pendirian. Sampai akhirnya anda menemukan siapa Anda sebenarnya dan nikmati hidup seperti apa adanya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata sakti diatas secara ga' sengaja terbaca di Papan pengumuman Kanwil POS III Sumbagsel kemaren (8/2). Saat itu tengah menunggu giliran untuk melakukan paparan Product Knowledge Telkomsel di PT.Pos Indonesia bareng rombongan dari SQ, CAM dan Bill &amp; Co. Daripada bengong, saya sengaja keliling sekitar ruangan lobby dan akhirnya terbacalah tulisan itu.Walau ga' persis-persis amat tapi saat pertama kali membacanya hati saya tertegun dan berulang-ulang saya baca lagi sampai akhirnya saya dapat atom dari tulisan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah lama ga' membaca tulisan tulisan pembangun semangat seperti itu. Lain waktu dulu masih kuliah. Paling ga' setiap minggu saya habiskan beberapa hari untuk membaca buku-buku fiksi kontemporer baik itu cerpen, novel, maupun tulisan bunga rampai biasa yang dapat saya temukan di ruang referensi perpustakaan pusat di Inderalaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalimat yang paling menggugah buat saya saat pertama kali menemukan tulisan Willys Chamroedi. Awalnya saya ga' ngeh ngeliat sampul bukunya yang jauh dari kesan ekslusif layaknya buku empowerment lainnya yang sangat luks dari sampulnya. Tapi iseng juga, dan menemukan arti baru dari sebuah kerja keras dan ketekunan...begini tulisannya; " Segala sesuatu itu kelihatannya seperti sulit untuk dilakukan. Kalaulah mudah mungkin akan sangat banyak sekali orang yang melakukannya. Padahal sesuatu yang sulit itulah akan menghasilkan sesuatu yang "HEBAT"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari buku yang bagi sebagian kumuh dan jarang terjamah itulah saya mulai melakukan perubahan kecil-kecilan untuk karir kuliah saya. Dari memulai menemukan visi sampai hal-hal sepele..pokoknya setelah itu paradigma (cie..saya akhirnya memulai menggunakan kata intelek ini) kontemplasi saya untuk berhasil memuncak. Walau saya akui ada fluktuasi dalam menjalaninya kadang saya ga' begitu antusias ketika kekecewaan yang terjadi..wajar kan? Sampai akhirnya saya bangkit ketika dosen PA saya memaki didepan orang banyak saat persetujuan proyek akhir saya di Siemens. Waktu itu ngga' ada rasa sentimen sedikitpun saay beliau Yth. memaki saya dengan ribuan kata-kata umpatan dan sebagiainya....justru saya teringat dengan sikap Steven Covey..justru saya diam dan mendengarkan setiap kata yang terucap dari mulut dosen PA saya itu dengan sangat jelas dan mencatat untaian kata yang kadang-kadang saya elak dalam hati kalo ga' sesuai dengan sifat saya. Justru saya malah menikmatinya..sampai akhinya beliau diam dan hanya menatap kosong..tampaknya BEP kemarahan sudah imbas...hingga kata 'maaf' hanya itu selain ucapan salam yang keluar dari mulut saya dan berlalu dari hadapannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kejadian yang mengharukan justru saya alami besoknya. Saya merinding &amp; bingung ketika temen saya bilang kalau Beliau memanggil saya setelah kejadian kemaren. Mau ga' mau dengan sangat terpaksa saya pun segera menuju ruangannya dan pikiran bakal terulang lagi kejadian selalu mewarnai. Kalut, bimbang, dan grogi saat pertama mencoba mengetuk pintu..ga' ada jawaban..gelisah tentu saja!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya saya coba sekali lagi..sembari diiringi khas salam saya sebelum masuk rumah. Kaget saya..ternyata salam saya dijawab dengan sangat keras &amp; jelas..dan ini kali pertama dia menjawab salam saya walaupun sudah beberapa kali saya melakukannya ketika menghadap beliau termasuk salam akhir saya saat kata maaf keluar kemarenpun tak digubrisnya. selama ini saya berfikiran kalau dia menjawabnya di hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah saat itu ada sesuatu yang berubah drastis dari dosen PA yang bagi saya dan rekan-rekan sangat killer. Yang Aneh, dia yang membukakan pintu dan menyuruh masuk. Aneh? Ramah sekali sikapnya dan lain dari biasanya...selesai menyuruh saya duduk kami terdiam untuk beberapa lama mungkin hampir 3 menit..waktu yang lama bukan? Kebetulan saat itu dia lagi online dan terlibat beberapa pembicaraan serius..entah dengan siapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya mengamatinya dan perasaan kalut masih sedikit mewarnai karena hanya kami berdua otomatis yang ada diruangannya. Akhirnya dia menyudahi pembicarannya..dan untuk kesekian kalinya saya terkejut atas kata pembuka yang diucapkannya...Maaf dan Terima kasih...buat apa? tanya saya kemudian ..buat sikap kamu yang tetap tak berubah dan konsisten walau banyak barrier yang ada kamu tetap santun dan gigih. Saya terima kasih atas semua itu dan banyak belajar...entahlah kemaren saya lagi kepengen aja memarahi kamu karena saya sangat butuh mahasiswa seperti kamu yang tahan terhadap ujian dan ingin sekali ada beberapa lagi seperti kamu. Saya cuma ga' kepengen aja nanti saat kamu memasuki dunia kerja, kamu ga' siap dengan berbagai macam tantangan yang lebih berat dari kemaren. Saya bangga dengan kamu...teruslah kokoh dan tegar seperti batu karang yang gak peduli dengan banyaknya hempasan dan jadilah bintang yang terus bersinar walaupun orang ga' pernah peduli dengan kamu..dan satu lagi saya approved proyek kamu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu saya cuma terdiam dan haru sekali..ingin rasanya memeluknya. Ternyata dibalik semua hal yang dia tunjukkan selama ini berlawanan dengan apa yang ada dihatinya dan pikirannya. Ga' ada kata yang keluar kecuali saya akhirnya tertawa bersamanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai akhirnya saya berpetualang dengan mengingat kejadian-kejadian ga' mengenakkan saat tahun pertama kuliah bersama PA saya itu...Oh andai saja saya tahu dari awal..justru akan lebih ga' mengenakkan lagi mungkin...he..he...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-111034289242618846?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/111034289242618846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=111034289242618846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111034289242618846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/111034289242618846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/03/sesuatu-yang-ga-enak-dan-sulit.html' title='Sesuatu yang ga&apos; enak dan sulit'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110898695772416787</id><published>2005-02-21T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T03:55:57.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siapa orang itu?</title><content type='html'>Kadang-kadang kita gak pernah tahu, dengan siapa kita akan bertemu atau menentukan segala sesuatunya hari ini. Mulai dari memilih acara favorite TV, pakai baju kaos atau kemeja, yang warna coklat, putih, atau biru. Sarapan dulu atau langsung mandi..dan segala hal; semuanya mesti dipilih dalam satu waktu..dan itulah pilihan.Segalanya penuh resiko...mau ga' mau semuanya ada tanggungjawab..seberapapun besar kecilnya itu...kita yang menanggungnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang juga kita ga' bisa memilih suatu pilihan dan akan sangat berat jika ternyata pilihan itu bertentangan dengan apa yang kita ingini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apapun itu..segalanya bermula dari sikap dan tindakan kita. Kan semuanya ada akibatnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suasana jenuh dirumah ga'berarti mematikan suasana. Banyak hal yang dapat kita lakukan untuk membuatnya tampak lebih baik. Paling ga' ada usaha untuk menjadikan segala sesuatunya yang terlihat rumit menjadi lebih simple. Jadi inget dengan pesen Dodi...katanya begini, "segala sesuatu itu kelihatan sulit, kalaulah mudah mungkin sudah banyak orang yang melakukannya. Bukankah sesuatu yang sulit itulah yang menghasilkan sesuatu yang hebat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makanya, aku putuskan untuk segera keluar dari rumah..cari suasana saja diluar. Awalnya bingung mau menentukan tujuan..biar saja lah..toh nanti akan tahu juga. Awalnya kuputuskan untuk sholat Ashar dulu di Masjid Agung. Sudah lama, ga' menikmati suasana berjamaah disini. Dulu sewaktu pulang kuliah, aku sempetin untuk sekedar mampir atau istirahat di ruangan masjid yang tenang dan dingin. Banyak hal yang aku perhatikan disana....suasananya masih terasa syahdu dan bener-bener membuatku tenang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entahlah tiba-tiba ingin memanjakan diri berbelanja. Sayangnya sesampai di PS..kok ga' ada minat sama sekali..akhirnya cuma jalan-jalan menyusuri etalase pertokoan yang ramai memajang aneka rupa barang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capek didalam akhirnya kepengen juga keluar...coba cari resto yang ga' terlalu rame tapi asyik buat nongkrong. Akhirnya masuk juga kedalam Bakmi Patoz..persis didepan pintu sayap selatan PS. Lumayan asyik suasananya dengan sudut mediteranian ditambah kursi semi akustik..cocoklah buat nongkrong barang sebentar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah kejadiannya baru dimulai, saat baru memulai memesan menu. Tiba-tiba ada sesuatu yang lain saat mulai melihat wajah pelayan itu. Siapa ya..akhirnya coba bertanya? Benar sekali aku pernah bertemu dengannya dalam satu peristiwa yang ga' terlalu lama berselang mungkin setahun. Tapi wajah itu persis sekali aku ingat, ga' berubah sama sekali. Dan aku masih ingat semua hal yang pernah aku lakukan dengannya walau cuma sebentar dalam suasana yang serba terburu-buru. Benar dia yang pernah secara ga' sengaja ketinggalan uang Rp. 5000 didalam angkot saat mau berhenti di depan pos pembayaran listrik. Tapi siapa dia..aku sendiri ga' tahu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110898695772416787?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110898695772416787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110898695772416787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110898695772416787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110898695772416787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/02/siapa-orang-itu.html' title='Siapa orang itu?'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110898371355463855</id><published>2005-02-21T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T03:06:37.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahasa qwerty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/5235709/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/5235709_ac98e06278_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/5235709/"&gt;QWERTY&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benar apa yang telah ku percaya sebelumnya! Ini berkaitan dengan sikap dan perbuatan kita. Segal hal yang baik dan buruk pasti akan ada efeknya. Secara langsung atau enggak. Dan mungkin semuanya akan menjadi suatu pengalaman yang pahit atau manis. Begitulah romantika hidup yang tentunya setiap orang punya andil untuk mengisi hidupnya dengan hal-hal yang dianggapnya bisa mengungkapkan apa yang ada didalam dirinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weleh-weleh..belakangan aku sering banget membuat suatu tulisan yang sulit aku mengerti sendiri. Mengalir begitu saja dalam tuts-tuts qwerty..tapi itulah bahasa kemanapun dia mengalir hanyalah sebuah perumpamaan yang kita buat untuk membuat suatu pemahaman akan tingkah laku kita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110898371355463855?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110898371355463855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110898371355463855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110898371355463855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110898371355463855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/02/bahasa-qwerty.html' title='Bahasa qwerty'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110879846415264649</id><published>2005-02-18T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T03:11:12.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pagi yang biasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/5235815/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/5235815_ac5b6121a6_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/5235815/"&gt;m-cerita%20mio%20balita%20aku%20senang%20bangun%20pagi&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembali ke Pagi yang 'biasa'. Jam 4.30..azan subuh dari masjid tampaknya jauh lebih keras terdengar dari waktu sholat lainnya. Atau mungkin, pengaruh tidur yang kita alami membuat kita 'terhentak' dari lamunan malam..but anyway..subuh memang sebuah permulaan hidup untuk hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suara ayam yang memang masih banyak berkeliaran dipekarangan rumahku ga'; cukup membuatku terbangun namun sungguh sangat berisik sekali..cuek aja...lima menit lagi ah..sembari meneruskan tidur yang ga' terasa nikmat..namun sulit untuk beranjak dari kasur yang bagiku sangat empuk....he..he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aktivitas pagi yang sangat rame..begitulah suasana rumah tiap pagi. Dimulai dari suara pintu dapur yang sangat nyaring terdengar ketika dibuka...kemudian giliran bunyi air kamar mandi...suara TV...biasa Bapakku selalu nonton Ceramah kalo pagi..ditambah dengan keributan kecil khas pagi-pagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku masih tertidur disini,..membiarkan segalanya berlalu..hingga ketika bangun tak nampak lagi seorangpun ketemui...Ibu mungkin sudah pergi ke pasar yang lain mungkin sudah berangkat aktivitas, entah ke kantor, atau sekolah..yang ada hanya sendiri tanpa ada suara...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110879846415264649?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110879846415264649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110879846415264649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110879846415264649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110879846415264649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/02/pagi-yang-biasa.html' title='pagi yang biasa'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110855525630586612</id><published>2005-02-16T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T04:00:56.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lega juga</title><content type='html'>Sesuatu yang sangat menakutkan itu akhirnya tidak terjadi. Ah..ternyata pikiran semalam yang selalu direkayasa itu benar-benar sirna. Semalam sehabis merapika segala agenda untuk hari ini..ada rasa was-was tentang rutinitas bulanan yang mesti saya lakukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya takut kalo data pending yang akan saya buat hari ini..gagal tereksekusi atau total salah sama sekali. Akan banyak sekali kutukan yang mampir kepada saya dari pelanggan yang terblokir. Termasuk...omelan ringan dari bos atau rekan saya..ga' terlalu pusing saya dengan sentilan itu. Toh kesalahan kan memang saya yang buat..jadi terima apa adanya saja..toh habis perkara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanx God..data yang saya buat akhirnya tepat waktu..dan saya pun ga' merasa dikejar-kejar waktu. Mungkin saya sudah familiar dengan segala hal sebelumnya he..he...but mudah-mudahan complain akibat pemblokiran besok ga' nyasar dan salah alamat...amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini ternyata cukup melegakan bagi saya. Entahlah kata 'cukup melegakan' telah mewakili segala hal yang selama ini terjadi. Sori ga' punya bahan untuk cerita..jadi asal saja..kacau ya tulisannya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110855525630586612?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110855525630586612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110855525630586612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110855525630586612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110855525630586612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/02/lega-juga.html' title='lega juga'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110838241999073720</id><published>2005-02-14T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T03:15:21.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>success or failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/5235903/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/5235903_bde4ee9225_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/5235903/"&gt;failure or success?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All men make mistakes, but only wise men learn from their mistakes. Success is going from failure to failure without losing your enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;--Sir Winston Churchill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One should guard against inculcating a young man with the idea that success is the aim of life, for a successful man normally receives from his peers an incomparably greater portion than the services he has been able to render them deserve. The value of a man resides in what he gives and not in what he is capable of receiving. The most important motive for study at school, at the university, and in life is the pleasure of working and thereby obtaining results which will serve the community. The most important task for our educators is to awaken and encourage these psychological forces in a young man {or woman}. Such a basis alone can lead to the joy of possessing one of the most precious assets in the world - knowledge or artistic skill.&lt;br /&gt;--Albert Einstein &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of life?s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. &lt;br /&gt;--Thomas Edison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know fear is an obstacle for some people, but it is an illusion to me . . . Failure always made me try harder next time. &lt;br /&gt;--Michael Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(zulfikar Darmawan; zulfinho blog)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110838241999073720?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110838241999073720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110838241999073720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110838241999073720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110838241999073720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/02/success-or-failure.html' title='success or failure'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110837887612816071</id><published>2005-02-14T02:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T16:53:30.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pikiran ngawur</title><content type='html'>Sudah lama ga' nulis nih blog! Kadang-kadang nyesel juga. Membiarkan moment berlalu lewat dan bias kabur ga bisa untuk diungkapkan. Afther a while, i've been thingking of my self...banyak hal baru yang terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini awal baru untuk menulis hal baik.&lt;br /&gt;Bayangkan, ketika bertemu dengan seseorang yang mungkin sudah hampir terlupakan dalam memori kita. Bahkan untuk mengingatnya barang sedetik pun kita ga' sanggup. Tapi sesungguhnya dia pernah hadir dalam aktivitas kita. Entah dalam hal yang sangat dekat sekalipun, atau hanya perkawanan biasa. Toh,setidaknya 'dia' pernah ada. Kita ga' bisa menutupi sesuatu jika kita pernah melakukannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kacau..ya? begitulah pikiranku saat ini..but aku pikir kalian pun pernah mengalami hal seperti ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi siang entah kenapa, beberapa orang hadir dalam lintasan ingatan yang sebelumnya ga' pernah ada rencana untuk mengingatnya. Orangnya pun bukan seseorang yang sangat loyal sama kita. Tapi ada 'mystery', unpredictable buat direkayasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syukurlah, beberapa diantara masih terekam dengan baik moment-moment bersamanya. Ada beberapa juga yang hilang. Lupa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang kangen dengan masa lalu...tapi ga' akan pernah bisa kita menuju kealam dimana segala hal yang kita benci jadi begitu menyenangkan. Terlebih hal-hal yang menyenangkan pasti akan lebih membahagiakan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat malam buat semua orang yang pernah dan akan hadir dalam hidupku..thanx anyway buat segal hal, entah baik atau buruk dan itu enak sekali untuk dikenang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110837887612816071?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110837887612816071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110837887612816071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110837887612816071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110837887612816071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2005/02/pikiran-ngawur.html' title='pikiran ngawur'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110111773955543117</id><published>2004-11-22T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T02:11:54.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sendal Jepit si Bongsot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/1631562/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1631562_54df8e1454_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/1631562/"&gt;sendal jepit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru aja gw dapet i-mel dari sohib jauh yang teramat jauuuuuh banget. Sampe-sampe gw lupa kapan terakhir kali gw bertemu dan bertengkar dengannya he..he...Namanya si Wahyu bongsot...nah gelar terakhir di belakang namanya nggak jelas maknanya. Kadung leket aja manggilnya begituan. Lucu and simpel begitu menurut si Ronny Bule, yang sok-sok-an jadi bule padahal numpang putih doang..hidungnya tetep aja mancung ke dalem. Hikhik...sori fren elu tetep C.A.K.E.P dah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Wahyu ini ceritanya kaget ngeliat tampang gw di my blog yang rada keren mengalahkan dia. Jadinya si bongsot sewot minta ampun. Sampe-sampe minta dikirimin parcel singkong rebus ke Malang. Wah mahal ngirim lewat posnya ketimbang isi parcelnya. Jadi, secara otomatis gw tolak permintaan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang menyenangkan si bongsot ikut-ikutan kirim 'omelan' protes. Yang juga rada bernada kecaman atas privacy-nya yang nggak turut serta dicantumkan dalam salah satu posting gw terakhir. Ups..bukannya lupa tapi sengaja dilupakan biar dia ngirim kabar gitu. Ah enggak kok, cuma akhirnya si bongsot ikut-ikutan mau buat blog sendiri buat menyaingi isi posting buatan gw. Ayo siapa takut...mari berblogger ria di dunia maya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah lucu aja mengenang tingkahlaku sohib jauhku itu. Gimana ya tampangnya saat ini..rada cakepan apa nambah seperti singkong rebus. Ups..sori lagi lebaran, bulan baik nggak boleh ngejek temen jelek he..he...he..Tapi nggak kok, gw selalu boong ke dia, kalo si bongsot itu uasli cakep &amp; keren abizzzz sampe nggak bisa bayangin sekiyut apa dia. Selebritis Jakarta pokoke lewat dah!! Iya ngga' bongsot!Kiriman gw apel dong yang ijo kecil-kecil,kan udah gw puji-puji elo sampe terbang dan melayang kan...ayo ngaku???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo inget si wahyu jadi inget sama sandal jepit yang gw kasih ke dia lepas sholat Ashar di ARH Salemba. Kebetulan saat itu baru pulang dari WaliSongo beli beberapa buku Islam disana dan terus jalan-jalan sekitar Salemba dengan Seorang Rekan yang tengah kuliah di YAI. Cuma sayangnya temen gw itu langsung ke kampusnya dan gw juga langsung menuju Masjid di Kawasan UI Salemba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm dulu-dulu nggak nyangka aja bisa mengenal si bongsot. Rada jayus dan nggak ngeh..uh nyesel dah mengenal dirimu!!He..he....becanda tapi boleh diambil hati kok? Biar bisa marah lagi dan kecel-kecel sambil ngacak-ngacak bulu kaki hikhikhik..Hmm alkisah disuatu masjid ada seorang pemuda berperawakan kurus ceking sambil manyun nyariin sandal jepitnya yang ilang satu, pergi entah kemana? He..he...Akhirnya dia pun menerima bantuan dari orang dermawan yang nggak tega ngeliat dia jalan kaki dengan sendal sebelah.Udah deh jadi pertemuan yang nggak asik itu..ditambah pake ngongkosin segala ke terminal Pasar Rumput. Kebetulan saat itu saya nyimpen sepatu di tas dan sandal jepitnya gw kasihkan ke bongsot. Rugi nih kasih dia sepatu "BOSCHA" mending kasih sendal jepit yang udah lumayan aja ke dia...cocok kok..he..he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah sekarang sohibku itu sudah jadi urang penting yang mengurusi semua keperluan petani singkong di Malang. Ya nggak bong!Pokoke seberapapun jelek elu..elu tetep singkong rebus yang jadi sohib gw.Ah..jadi inget sama Masjid ARH di Salemba tempat pertama kita ketemu....moga-moga sendal jepit yang gw kasih masih tersimpan dan terawat di dalam lemari kaca-mu. Bong Maafin gw yang telah menghinamu secara baik-baik, belum secara kasar kan bong! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimana sendal jepitnya masih tersimpan baik kan.Rawat dong..jangan disia-siakan. Emang harganya nggak seberapa, tapi nilai historisnya susah dikasih harga bong!! Kalo nggak ada sendal jepit itu, apa kita masih punya kesempatan untuk jadi temenan ya bong? Gw mikir nih sekarang? Ah..sendal jepit coklat itu memang pantes buat elu bong tanda persahabatan dari gw yang paliiiiing tuuuuuuuluuus...he..he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110111773955543117?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110111773955543117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110111773955543117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110111773955543117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110111773955543117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2004/11/sendal-jepit-si-bongsot.html' title='Sendal Jepit si Bongsot'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110085919353487678</id><published>2004-11-19T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T02:14:17.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workaholic </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/1568200/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1568200_ef7b109047_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/1568200/"&gt;Workaholic&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.55 pm, Jam segini masih di kantor! Berdua sama temen yang kebetulan juga lagi males pulang ke rumah. Entahlah, ada semacam rasa enggan untuk pergi meninggalkan kantorku yang sudah sebagian besar pegawainya pulang ke rumah atau ke tempat lain. Maklum akhir pekan..pasti ada saja yang dikerjakan pegawai kurungan seperti saya. He..he..melihat dunia luar rasanya ada kebebasan yang luarbiasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi lain halnya dengan saat ini. Mungkin ini namanya syndrom workaholic itu sudah merasuki. Ada perasaan yang kuat untuk berkarya dan bekerja untuk earn 'extra money'. Ah enggaklah ngapain..yang jelas suasana kantorku sangat asyik dan enjoy buat saya mengembangkan diri. Banyak hal yang saya dapatkan disini..dari hal-hal yang belum pernah saya tahu sampe extra ordinary lain yang menegangkan he...he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi bilang sama temen yang namanya Dheni untuk pulang agak larut. Mungkin sekitar jam 9 maleman. Wah ini kali pertamanya saya untuk lembur..kalo bisa dibilang begitu!Suasana kantor yang sepi juga salah satu motif buat saya untuk mau menyanggupi tawaran rekan kerja saya tersebut. Disisipi dengan senandung nasyid yang baru saya beli kasetnya kemaren sore lepas kerja. Wah ternyata perkembangan nasyid saat ini benar-benar sudah cukup pesat. Malahan selama ramadhan kemaren saat saya coba-coba tune-in TV ada acara sejenis idol yaitu FNI. Wah baguslah pikir saya saat itu, ternyata ada juga remaja-remaja yang mau mengorbankan diri untuk perkembangan budaya Islam. Mudah-mudahan kelak mereka mampu istiqomah. Amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang bilang workaholic itu sama aja mengorbankan hak diri dan orang lain terutama keluarga dalam memperoleh bagian diri kita untuk bersosialisasi dengan masyrakat. Mungkin ada benarnya, kebanyakan memang rata-rata pekerja kantoran kurang begitu 'gaul' dengan masyrakat. Mereka sibuk dengan pekerjaan kantornya, dan pulang larut sampe keluarga dinomerduakan. Ah saya berharap saya tak mengalaminya. Saat ini saya hanya mencoba untuk bekerja menurut porsi sewajarnya saja. Ah..kacau ya tulisan ini..maklum rada-rada error...capek!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110085919353487678?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110085919353487678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110085919353487678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110085919353487678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110085919353487678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2004/11/workaholic_19.html' title='Workaholic '/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110077141911123947</id><published>2004-11-18T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T01:50:19.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Idul Fitri 1425 H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/1550455/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550455_1c1788c43f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/1550455/"&gt;ketupat&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;Terkadang Mata sering salah Melihat&lt;br /&gt;Terkadang Lidah sering salah Ucap,&lt;br /&gt;Hati ini sering salah duga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TAKABALLAHU MINNA WA MINKUM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mohon Maaf Lahir &amp; Batin. Maafkan kesalahan sobatmu ini yang terlalu sering menyakiti baik dari sikap maupun perbuatan. Tiada hal yang paling indah ketika ada kata 'maaf' yang terucap dari bibir dan hati yang paling dalam seorang sahabat. Doakan sobatmu ini tak mengulangi lagi segala perbuatan yang membuat perasaan dihati jadi nggak 'ngeh.&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;Notes:&lt;br /&gt;Lebaran suatu momen yang pasti sudah menjadi kebahagiaan bagi siapa saja. Terlebih bagi Muslim yang merayakannya. Ah..lebaran memang sungguh menyenangkan, ada rasa untuk membuka diri lebar-lebar, mau berbagi kasih dan ketupat jangan dilupakan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110077141911123947?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110077141911123947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110077141911123947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110077141911123947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110077141911123947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2004/11/selamat-hari-raya-idul-fitri-1425-h.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Idul Fitri 1425 H'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110076679122711679</id><published>2004-11-18T01:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T22:24:46.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kangen Temen Neh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/1565638/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1565638_2f83c05e03_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/1565638/"&gt;kangen fren!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panas....ya..siang ini kotaku tercinta sungguh bikin gerah! Entahlah sepertinya sang mentari tidak begitu bersahabat dengan cuaca-nya yang menyengat. Sengatan panas yang bagi sebagian orang sungguh sangat menganggu. Terlebih para cantik nan jelita, yang kulitnya mulus bak pesona kuncup bunga. Weleh...weleh, kalo masalah menyanjung saya bukan ahlinya. Kacau...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya..siang ini bukan panas yang jadi masalah. Namun suasana panas yang ada tak membuatku panas untuk melakukan sesuatu. Mungkin ini namanya undermood itu...pengennya terus males-malesan. Sembari dengerin musik, atao baca buku favorit, ato nonton adventure movies...ya kebablasan deh gara-gara libur lebaran yang tiga hari..tapi glek...pengaruhnya bikin saya kepengen libur lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuaahhh...janganlah..ntar masa depanku gimana?Banyak libur sama aja banyak mudharat. Begitu kira-kira temenku sering 'bertausiyah'. Masa sih?! Iyalah, coba bayangkan kalo libur kita nggak produktif. Ujung-ujungnya libur bukan untuk mencari kesegaran dari masa-masa rutinitas yang penat, malah jadi bikin kita senewen dan menganggur dong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah enggak..saya bukan menyesali libur lebaran yang cuma tiga hari dari kantor. Tapi libur selama itu memang aku tunggu-tunggu loh...Bayangkan selama ini sering bercengkrama dengan sohib-sohib tercinta..sekarang waktu untuk menyapa temen pun terbatas sekali. Kecuali lewat telepon, e-mail...dlll dan itu sungguh nggak membuat saya puas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya kangen ketemu dengan di Dodi Cemprenk yang rada selebor, lucu mendengar banyolan-banyolannya yang seger. Si Ompol yang rada kemanyun tapi sangat perhatian, sampe-sampe bingung mo ngomong apa saat dia memberikan hadiah istimewa saat malam takbiran. Si Singkong Rebus yang puitis..wau..kapan bikin saya melayang lagi fren!! Si Mail juga kenapa selalu tulalit denger GOSSSIP....wah Kacau-kacau he..he...Pokoke semua sahabat saya seperti Idho, Agung, Tompel, Kacang Garing, Roti Keju, Semur Ikan Tongkol, Kurcaci cilik, dan sederet nama beken lainnya he..he...he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah sungguh betapa bahagianya mendapatkan orang-orang yang mencintai kita apa adanya. Tanpa pamrih dalam berkawan yang selalu setia dalam keadaan yang dinanti maupun tidak. Tengkyu all of my fren, i wish our frenship will be never die....Keep in touch with me always..Chum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110076679122711679?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110076679122711679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110076679122711679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110076679122711679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110076679122711679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2004/11/kangen-temen-neh.html' title='Kangen Temen Neh!!'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110075168460893912</id><published>2004-11-17T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T20:21:24.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelompok Bebas T-sel Basic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/59587454@N00/1546273/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1546273_969337ee36_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/59587454@N00/1546273/"&gt;Kelompok Bebas T-sel Basic&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/59587454@N00/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110075168460893912?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110075168460893912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110075168460893912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110075168460893912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110075168460893912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2004/11/kelompok-bebas-t-sel-basic.html' title='Kelompok Bebas T-sel Basic'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110074789757043102</id><published>2004-11-17T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T19:18:17.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's my Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/59587454@N00/1546274/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1546274_163bcdff58_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/59587454@N00/1546274/"&gt;Imga1283&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/59587454@N00/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;Wah keriangan mudah-mudahan selalu ada di antara kita Fren. Pandangin dah foto kita mudah-mudahan selalu diingat kenangan itu..he..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110074789757043102?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110074789757043102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110074789757043102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110074789757043102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110074789757043102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2004/11/thats-my-life_17.html' title='That&apos;s my Life'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110074709527539941</id><published>2004-11-17T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T19:04:55.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr</title><content type='html'>This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/r/testpost"&gt;&lt;img alt="flickr" src="http://www.flickr.com/images/flickr_logo_blog.gif" width="41" height="18" border="0" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a fancy photo sharing thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110074709527539941?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110074709527539941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110074709527539941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110074709527539941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110074709527539941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2004/11/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110066428510033303</id><published>2004-11-16T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T20:04:45.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I could meet Ramadhan once more and try to perform as well as Ramdhan even better</title><content type='html'>It's almost the end of Ramadhan already. Too bad, I haven't taste the joy of it. I'm fed up with projects and stuffs. I haven't had the time to do regular tarawih jama'i, it's the prayer performed during the ramadhan only. I usually try to finish one reading of the Quran each Ramadhan (khatam) but this time I'm only half way done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, i wish, I'm not this busy.Just like previous year, my wish is still the same. I wish I could meet Ramadhan once more and try to perform as well as Ramdhan even better, so the upcoming Ramadhan will be better than today. I think this is the best way to increase our self performance by having one month as a training month for the next 11 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I figure out my self, the routinity of my humble make me so dizzy. To create a day without any world taste too hard for me coming into out. So this ramadhan not influenced me to be better man as i should do. But I pray to the work that I've been doing is just only Commotion the One and Only, 4JJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation in my Office already in a good way for me to maintain me as a personal who have any good sense as proffesional worker. But the small difficulties only a spare thing with doesn't mean so much. I aware as a newbie here i should realize the character and the condition that i must contemplate. And it is natural commonly meet in a new situation. Surely i dont care the grambling of the stuff but i just want to improve my newsight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Fren..surely i need your comments about this case. Only small case maybe in through of my day, but i just feel it's not enough for me to solve by my self. Yeah Happy Ramadhan, everybody. During Ramadhan evil conceals itself while good comes to the fore and the whole atmosphere is filled with piety and purity. Let's do our best to get the best out of Ramadhan, amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110066428510033303?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110066428510033303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110066428510033303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110066428510033303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110066428510033303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-wish-i-could-meet-ramadhan-once-more.html' title='I wish I could meet Ramadhan once more and try to perform as well as Ramdhan even better'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110065987268884561</id><published>2004-11-16T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T18:51:12.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semangat Baru</title><content type='html'>Rabu, 17 Nopember 2004&lt;br /&gt;Kesibukan itu pun bermula lagi, yap kadang-kadang kita nggak bisa mengukur waktu yang berjalan dan selalu menyertai kita. Waktu kadang-kadang tanpa kompromi meninggalkan segala hal yang kita lalui tanpa terasa. Seperti pagi ini, setelah tiga hari melewati masa libur lebaran. Saatnya untuk kembali bekerja! Yap kata-kata motivasi memang mutlak diperlukan untuk menstimulasi semua energi yang kemaren kita pakai untuk rehat. Suasana fitri mudah-mudahan menjadi penyegar suasana kepenatan selama beraktivitas di kantor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110065987268884561?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110065987268884561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110065987268884561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110065987268884561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110065987268884561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2004/11/semangat-baru.html' title='Semangat Baru'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110023337027324168</id><published>2004-11-11T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T20:22:50.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jikalah derita akan menjadi masa lalu pada akhirnya,&lt;br /&gt;Maka mengapa mesti dijalani dengan sepedih rasa,&lt;br /&gt;sedang ketegaran akan lebih indah dikenang nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jikalah kesedihan akan menjadi masa lalu pada akhirnya,&lt;br /&gt;Maka mengapa tidak dinikmati saja,&lt;br /&gt;sedang ratap tangis tak akan mengubah apa-apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jikalah luka dan kecewa akan menjadi masa lalu pada akhirnya,&lt;br /&gt;maka mengapa mesti dibiarkan meracuni jiwa,&lt;br /&gt;sedang ketabahan dan kesabaran adalah lebih utama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jikalah kebencian dan kemarahan akan menjadi masa lalu pada akhirnya,&lt;br /&gt;maka mengapa mesti diumbar sepuas jiwa,&lt;br /&gt;sedang menahan diri adalah lebih berpahala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jikalah kesalahan akan menjadi masa lalu pada akhirnya,&lt;br /&gt;maka mengapa mesti tenggelam di dalamnya,&lt;br /&gt;sedang taubat itu lebih utama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jikalah harta akan menjadi masa lalu pada akhirnya,&lt;br /&gt;Maka mengapa mesti ingin dikukuhi sendiri,&lt;br /&gt;sedang kedermawanan justru akan melipat gandakannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jikalah kepandaian akan menjadi masa lalu pada akhirnya,&lt;br /&gt;Maka mengapa mesti membusung dada dan membuat kerusakan di dunia.&lt;br /&gt;Sedang dengannya manusia diminta memimpin dunia agar sejahtera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jikalah cinta akan menjadi masa lalu pada akhirnya,&lt;br /&gt;Maka mengapa mesti ingin memiliki dan selalu bersama,&lt;br /&gt;Sedang memberi akan lebih banyak menuai arti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jikalah bahagia akan menjadi masa lalu pada akhirnya,&lt;br /&gt;Maka mengapa mesti dirasakan sendiri,&lt;br /&gt;sedang berbagi akan membuatnya lebih bermakna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jikalah hidup akan menjadi masa lalu pada akhirnya, maka mengapa mesti diisi dengan kesia-siaan belaka,sedang begitu banyak kebaikan bisa dicipta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....(penggalan puisi Azimah Rahayu;Ketua FLP Wil. DKI Jakarta)&lt;br /&gt;***************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notes&lt;/strong&gt;:Kadang-kadang kalau hati ini lagi gundah atau capek, puisi diatas mampu menstimulus kembali dahaga jiwa ini he..he..Ternyata hidup ini berujung ya? Jadi buat apa hidup..ya buat yang Maha hidup donk! Wah jadi mikir juga nih kenapa banyak hal jelek yang nggak bermakna sama sekali sudah diperbuat. Menyesal, nggak cukup. Harus ada pembuktian juga. Makanya saat ini start for a wise thing and think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110023337027324168?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110023337027324168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110023337027324168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110023337027324168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110023337027324168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2004/11/jikalah-derita-akan-menjadi-masa-lalu.html' title=''/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110022901683070995</id><published>2004-11-11T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T17:09:29.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Sedih Menjelang Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/1645386/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1645386_ede009a4cd_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asril/1645386/"&gt;kebakaran di Palembang&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asril/"&gt;Asril Wardani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jam di kantor menunjukkan pukul 9.46 pagi.  Hari ini kondisi kantorku terlihat sepi dari biasanya. Maklum tinggal satu hari lagi hari raya Idul Fitri menjelang. Jadi kebanyakan rekan kerjaku sudah pada mudik, yang tinggal hanya beberapa yang kebetulan memang nggak ada kesempatan untuk itu atau memang nggak ada tempat untuk mudik seperti aku. Tentunya sebagian besar umat muslim yang akan merayakannya tengah bersibuk menyiapkan keperluan yang hanya terjadi satu tahun sekali itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari terakhir menjelang satu minggu lebaran, beberapa pusat perbelanjaan di Palembang sudah begitu ramai, begitupun tak ketinggalan dengan pasar-pasar tradisional. Tumplek blek warga disitu membeli barang keperluan yang bisa menjadi kebutuhan tahunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang sungguh menyenangkan mendapatkan hari penuh dengan bahagia, tawa, canda, dan tangisan bahagia. Bisa bersilaturrahmi dengan kerabat saling memaafkan segala khilaf dan salah. Subhanallah sungguh senang rasanya ada rasa ukhuwah yang tulus yang lahir dari hati sanubari setiap insan untuk bisa saling mengisi hati dengan rasa bersaudara. Hanya orang-orang yang nggak punya hati saja yang tak bisa memanfaatkan momentum hari raya dengan kesungguhan saling berbagi kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ironis memang. Hari ini saat baru beberapa jam memasuki kantor. Ada sebuah paradoks yang bagiku bisa menjadi renungan hikmah dari sebuah kisah kehidupan. Saat baru membaca koran lokal pagi ini. Mata ini nggak bisa menahan rasa sedih yang dalam, membaca headline besar mengenai tragedi Kebakaran yang menghanguskan lebih dari 80 rumah kemarin siang (kamis, 11/11). Ya Allah, cobaan apa yang hendak kau timpakan kepada hamba-Mu dihari yang penuh barokah ini. Ada perasaan yang menyayat hati ketika membaca baris demi baris tulisan yang menggambarkan kronologis peristiwa itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betapa sedih memikirkan saudara-saudara kita yang sedang dilanda musibah itu. Terlebih sebagian besar adalah keluarga prasejahtera yang hidup dari pekerjaan kecil seperti buruh, tukang becak, dan pedagang kecil lainnya. Yang paling memilukan ketika tahu ada seorang ibu yang kehilangan kedua anaknya yang masih kecil. Dalam hati saya berdoa, mudah-mudahan Allah menyalamatkan kedua bocah malang tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entahlah, hanya perasaan sedih atau iba yang tiba-tiba nggak ada artinya sama sekali. Yang tak mampu menghibur mereka yang malang. Kenapa rakyat jelata seperti mereka begitu memilukan nasibnya. Kenapa tak dibiarkan saja mereka merayakan hari raya bersama keluarganya? Tapi sudahlah, itu sudah menjadi sunatullah yang hanya ALLAH yang mengetahui rahasianya. Mudah-mudahan ada rahasia besar yang lebih membahagiakan mereka kelak dim akhirat. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110022901683070995?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110022901683070995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110022901683070995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110022901683070995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110022901683070995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2004/11/kisah-sedih-menjelang-hari-raya.html' title='Kisah Sedih Menjelang Hari Raya'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120503.post-110022431018941275</id><published>2004-11-11T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T17:51:50.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's my Life</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;Wow..hidup itu terus mengalir aja ya? But its depend to us how we can create a good life for the future. Makanya jangan sungkan-sungkan untuk  melakukan hal-hal yang dianggap 'baik' buat mencerahkah hari kita. Btw..kembali ke sikap kita sendiri untuk menggali makna hidup dari keseharian yang kita jalani. Jangan jadikan hidup itu seperti 'sampah' yang ngga' ada maknanya, terbuang diantara tumpukan kotoran dan akhirnya menjadi sumber bau yang nggak asyik buat kita hirup atau lihat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke fren..saya sadar sepenuhnya bahwa kejadian kita bermula dari niat kita untuk melakukan sesuatu. Maka jangan pernah untuk berfikir dua kali bila sesuatu yang akan kita kerjakan bermutu baik yang bisa bermanfaat buat orang lain. Bukankah hakikatnya kita harus bisa memberi pengaruh pada lingkungan kita. Dan agama kita ISLAM pun menganjurkannya untuk bermuamalat dari gawe-gawe yang kita buat. Entah pengaruhnya bisa dirasakan secara realtime atau malah absurd, wallahu'alam. Sing penting kita udah berusaha ngga' merusak dan mengganggu sekitar kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, selamat membaca hal-hal yang mejadi buah pikirku. Mudah-mudahan kita bisa saling bersilaturrahmi satu sama lain. I'm ordinary man who like the extra ordinary things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120503-110022431018941275?l=asril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/feeds/110022431018941275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9120503&amp;postID=110022431018941275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110022431018941275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9120503/posts/default/110022431018941275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asril.blogspot.com/2004/11/thats-my-life.html' title='That&apos;s my Life'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495621149311816431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.flickr.com/photos/1550002_051f86f1b1_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
