<?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-7693315515160300147</id><updated>2012-01-24T20:07:07.781+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter of My Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-3161920785897552630</id><published>2007-04-03T07:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T07:38:11.539+07:00</updated><title type='text'>marvelous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;gladly i'm back with no pain :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey, it's kinda shocking but it's true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i have a high cholestrol level, it's over 200, over maximum level allowed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;damned...what did i eat so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;thinking back to yesterdays..i think i try to eat as little as possible to keep my body not over 45, hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's why i was so shocked knowing that i have high cholestrol level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;wao.....hehehehe...it's weird, but it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's weird..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's weird..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it's so marvelous.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-3161920785897552630?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3161920785897552630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=3161920785897552630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/3161920785897552630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/3161920785897552630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2007/04/marvelous.html' title='marvelous'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-9112654467489843043</id><published>2007-03-28T12:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T12:30:59.132+07:00</updated><title type='text'>at last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;akhirnya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;penderitaanku berakhir di rumah sakit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;setelah digotong masuk UGD, akhirnya dengan sukses aku opname di RS..phew!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;selanjutnya...hari-hari membosankan kulalui di RS. pake masuk ruang isolasi segala... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kebayang ga siy, perawat dan dokter keluar masuk kamarku pake masker gitu...pelecehan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emang ak kena flu burung apa... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sekeluarku dari RS, istirahat seminggu di rumah masih harus kujalani. bosaaaaannnnnnnnn..................!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;untung ponakan selalu menghibur.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;masuk kerja, masih harus bolak balik RS karena aku hrs kontrol tiap 1 minggu sekali...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;obat juga hrs kuminum rutin, tanpa putus selama 2 bulan berturut-turut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heck no way..........!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bored, but i have to do it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ucapan buat diriku sendiri:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;semoga lekas sembuh,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jangan banyak pikiran,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jangan kecapean,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kontrol pola makan....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehehe....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;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/7693315515160300147-9112654467489843043?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/9112654467489843043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=9112654467489843043' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/9112654467489843043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/9112654467489843043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2007/03/at-last_28.html' title='at last'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-3388476261718476477</id><published>2007-03-08T17:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T18:00:43.766+07:00</updated><title type='text'>gout..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mengapa begini…??&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa begitu....??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tak terasa hampir genap sebulan sudah aku berkutat dengan segala penderitaan di kakiku.. Phew..berlebihan sebenarnya menganggap ini adalah “penderitaan” mengingat “heck, there’re  still many things in world more miserable than what you have now!!!!!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Setelah keluar masuk klinik, mulai dari diagnosa hypoprotein (do I spell correctly?) sampai kemungkinan asam urat (phew…!!!) akhirnya ga tahan juga aku meluncur ke Surabaya. Aku harus tes darah..!!!!!!! (kelamaan yah, but it’s not too late, yet..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asam urat             = 2.4&lt;br /&gt;Rheumatic Factor  = Negatif&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the……..?!@#^%&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katanya aku ga kena asam urat, tapi ko dibilang aku kena Gout..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phuffff……salahku sendiri memang. Karena terlalu panik dan terlalu sakit, kata-kata dokter masuk telinga kanan dan langsung lolos dengan sukses melalui telinga kiri…(bego…!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukannya Gout itu sendiri juga keadaan dimana terdapat kadar asam urat berlebih dalam darah?? (betul ga siy..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So….&lt;br /&gt;Nimed 1 tab&lt;br /&gt;Tramadol 40 mg&lt;br /&gt;Myori ¾ tab&lt;br /&gt;Dexamethaxan 1 tab&lt;br /&gt;…konsumsi rutinku..&lt;br /&gt;(hehehe..ga etis yah nulisin resep di sini…Maaf, resepnya dah kebawa di-reimburse-in di kantor..Biar inget..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mbak…jangan olahraga yang berat-berat…”&lt;br /&gt;“Dok, bulutangkis boleh?”&lt;br /&gt;“Sementara jangan dulu deh… Kalo naik turun tangga, kakinya harus menjejak sepenuhnya”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(heheheeh….gotcha….naik turun tangga is my only exercise taken in office..so, I run as fast as I can, move back and forth the stairs…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glek…..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebulan ini, dihitung-hitung tiap minggu aku ga masuk kerja..&lt;br /&gt;GA PRODUKTIIIIIIFFFFFFFFF……………..!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellooooooooo………..aku bukan peng-konsumsi rutin ikan laut, udang, kepiting, cumi, kerang, dan penghuni dunia laut lainnya….!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyaaaa……………………aku juga ga suka-suka banget makan sayur bayam, kangkung, sawi, brokoli, dan lain-lain….!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga salah diagnosa yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakit apa aku ini? Hemmm…kasihan juga ngliat kakiku jadi seperti lebam. Kalau bengkak, kelihatan merah, mengkilat.. (phew…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah..sepertinya aku harus pergi ke lab sekali lagi.. Dengarkan kata-kata dokter dengan baik. Turuti apa kata dokter dan makan obat dengan disiplin (?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalani saja apa adanya…Everything has its positive side.&lt;br /&gt;Kadangkala memang kita harus diberi sakit hingga kita mengerti betapa berharganya badan yang sehat itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“There’s nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so…..” (Erwin Schrodinger)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-3388476261718476477?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3388476261718476477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=3388476261718476477' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/3388476261718476477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/3388476261718476477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2007/03/gout_08.html' title='gout..'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-3210707572401214993</id><published>2007-02-08T12:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:21:00.935+07:00</updated><title type='text'>forget it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is beautiful, yet it’s hard. But don’t make it hard for yourself. Just enjoy our life at present, coz we don’t know what may come tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;Just feel the pleasant,&lt;br /&gt;feel the happiness,&lt;br /&gt;shed away your tears,&lt;br /&gt;grieve over your sadness,&lt;br /&gt;but don’t forget,&lt;br /&gt;time goes by so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yesterday is a history,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is a mystery,&lt;br /&gt;present is a God’s gift. (Joan River)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aaaaaaaawwwwwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just shout it out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shout it out loud..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just wanna throw away all the shits inside of me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're just f***in' son of a b***h.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now it's time to set my life free..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Free from memories of that big black bastard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uuuuurrrrgggghhhhhhhhh...............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get the hell away from my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let no shit anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No time for grieving anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No time for all those miserables anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is beautiful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is beatiful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My life is beautiful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before you ruined my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before you entered my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go away you f***in' son of a b***h...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time to open a new chapter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dont want get sunk too deep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My life is beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;now and then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="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/7693315515160300147-3210707572401214993?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3210707572401214993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=3210707572401214993' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/3210707572401214993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/3210707572401214993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2007/02/forget-it.html' title='forget it..'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-4499880554778226971</id><published>2007-02-07T13:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:21:01.047+07:00</updated><title type='text'>nice caption..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan kelak, di saat begitu banyak jalan terbentang di hadapanmu,&lt;br /&gt;dan kau tak tahu jalan mana yang harus kauambil,&lt;br /&gt;janganlah memilihnya dengan asal saja,&lt;br /&gt;tetapi duduklah dan tunggulah sesaat.&lt;br /&gt;Tariklah napas dalam-dalam, dengan penuh kepercayaan,&lt;br /&gt;seperti saat kau bernapas di hari pertamamu di dunia ini.&lt;br /&gt;Jangan biarkan apa pun mengalihkan perhatianmu,&lt;br /&gt;tunggulah dan tunggu lebih lama lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Berdiam dirilah, tetap hening, dan dengarkanlah hatimu.&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, ketika hati itu bicara, beranjaklah,&lt;br /&gt;dan &lt;em&gt;Va’dove ti porta il cuore&lt;/em&gt;……..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Pergilah ke mana hati membawamu – Susanna Tamaro*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-4499880554778226971?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4499880554778226971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=4499880554778226971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/4499880554778226971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/4499880554778226971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2007/02/nice-caption.html' title='nice caption..'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-5014653598421891585</id><published>2007-02-03T08:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T12:38:36.028+07:00</updated><title type='text'>unlawful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bagaimana cara menghilangkan kesedihan? Rasanya aku ingin membenamkan kepalaku jauh ke dalam perut ibuku. Pergi sejenak dari bisingnya dunia. Berpaling sementara dari kebingungan yang mendera. Seperti jarum kompas yang kehilangan arah mata anginnya, berputar-putar tak tentu arah. Sampai kapankah aku larut hanyut ke dalam pusaran air, yang mungkin kuciptakan sendiri..Sampai kapan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku sudah merasa lelah. Lelah untuk sebuah asa yang tak tercapai. Lelah untuk bertindak irrasional di luar kendali akal dan nurani. Lelah untuk merasakan hantaman rasa galau dan perih hati. Lelah untuk selalu mencari kesalahan diri. Lelah untuk melihat sekelebat pemandangan yang menyayat hati. Lelah untuk selalu menyembunyikan diri dalam sebuah topeng yang setiap saat berkata, “Aku baik-baik saja” padahal hati penuh cemburu dan amarah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apakah ini harga mahal yang harus kutebus atas semua perbuatan dan tindakan bodoh yang telah kulakukan selama ini? Perbuatan dan tindakan bodoh yang kulakukan semata-mata atas nama 5 untai huruf, C-I-N-T-A. Dan demi sebuah kata itulah banyak orang yang bertindak abnormal di luar kewajaran, barangkali termasuk diriku di dalamnya. Sebuah kata itu pula yang mampu mencampuradukkan akal dan perasaanku. Yang mampu membalikkan duniaku. Yang mampu meracuni seluruh isi kepalaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apakah mencintai seseorang merupakan tindakan yang bodoh? Heck..No way!!! Namun setidaknya itulah yang telah terjadi padaku. Itu mungkin merupakan suatu lorong kesalahan yang aku harus lalui…once in my lifetime. Seakan menampik sesuatu hal lain yang sebelumnya telah datang kepadaku. Sesuatu hal yang menawarkan kuntum bunga yang suatu saat akan mekar dan aku tinggal memetiknya. Sesuatu hal yang sebenarnya lebih dulu menawarkan keindahan dan cinta. Sesuatu hal yang sesungguhnya bagai air tenang dengan riak-riak kecil yang menyertainya mengalir menuju ke muara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Namun dengan tak berperasaan, aku mengenyahkan semuanya. Berlari menuju cahaya yang kulihat hanyalah setitik noktah putih dalam kegelapan malam. Dan dengan pongahnya aku mempercayai bahwa setitik noktah tersebut akan berpendar, membesar dan menerangi jiwaku yang meresah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kini semua sudah terlambat. Kapal sudah mengangkat sauh dan berlayar bebas bersama sang nakhoda. Aku berharap, akulah nakhoda kapal itu. Akulah yang akan mengemudikan kapal itu. Akulah yang selalu, setiap saat bersama kapal itu. Aku…dan hanya aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saat semua sudah hilang, pergi..Ke mana aku harus mencari? Aku ingin menghilangkan semua beban yang ada di punggungku. Melemparnya, jauh ke dalam jurang yang dalam. Menenggelamkannya, jauh ke dasar samudera.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku tak kuasa. Aku tak berdaya. Biarlah semua kusimpan dalam hati saja. Biarlah semua berlalu apa adanya. Menangis, menyalahkan diri, membenci diri, semua tak ada guna. Kering sudah air mata, habis sudah kata-kata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku tak menyesali adanya pertemuan dengannya. Aku tak menyesali semua rasa sakit yang meruyap karenanya. Aku tak menyesalinya.. Aku bersyukur bahwa aku masih mempunyai kenangan, kenangan tentang suatu cinta yang salah. Aku bersyukur bahwa dalam rasa sakit yang mendera, aku masih tetap dapat hidup dan berkarya. Walau dengan langkah berat, menerobos kabut yang menyelimuti, aku akan terus berjalan menyusuri orbit hidupku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hidup adalah perjalanan yang penuh perjuangan dan kita tidak akan pernah tahu akhir dari perjalanan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;~love in silent…~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-5014653598421891585?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5014653598421891585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=5014653598421891585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/5014653598421891585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/5014653598421891585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2007/02/unlawful.html' title='unlawful'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-5470950865235861651</id><published>2007-01-16T09:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T09:42:27.873+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hollow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Did I disappoint you or let you down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes I saw you were blinded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;and I knew I had won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I took what's mine by eternal right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Took your soul out into the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;It may be over but it won't stop there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am here for you if you'd only care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;You touched my heart you touched my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;You changed my life and all my goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And love is blind and that I knew when,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart was blinded by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've kissed your lips and held your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shared your dreams and shared your bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you well, I know your smell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been addicted to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a dreamer and when i wake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And as you move on, remember me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember us and all we used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've watched you sleeping for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd be the father of your child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd spend a lifetime with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know your fears and you know mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;We've had our doubts but now we're fine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I love you, I swear that's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot live without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I still hold your hand in mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;In mine when I'm asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I will bare my soul in time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I'm kneeling at your feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;You have been the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Goodbye my Lover - James Blunt)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feels so different being here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so used to being next to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life for me is not the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Theres no-one to talk to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't know why I let it go too far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Starting over it's so hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seems like everywhere I try to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I keep thinking of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just had a wakeup call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wishing that I never let you fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Your not to blame at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;When i'm the one that pushed you away,if you knew I care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;You never would’ve went nowhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I should have been right there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm losing my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes I made a mistake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thought that you would be mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess the joke was on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you so bad I cant sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I knew where you could be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another girl is replacing me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;this cant be happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just had a wakeup call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wishing that I never let you fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby your not to blame at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;When i'm the one that pushed you away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby if you knew I care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;You never would have went nowhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I should have been right there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(How Do I Breathe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought i can forget it easily but it's hard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My body is here, but my mind is wandering everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I told everyone i can forget it, i can handle it...but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I lied...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still cant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's hard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damned it's hard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-5470950865235861651?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5470950865235861651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=5470950865235861651' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/5470950865235861651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/5470950865235861651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2007/01/hollow.html' title='hollow'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-3934562859576619105</id><published>2007-01-15T12:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T11:33:04.253+07:00</updated><title type='text'>rhythm of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Di Sebuah Taman Kota Kosmopolitan ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Para pekerja yang sibuk membersihkan kawasan taman rekreasi gempar. Raungan bunyi ambulan begitu mengejutkan ketika pagi yang masih terlalu awal ini. Kelihatan beberapa petugas paramedik begitu sibuk memberi pertolongan kepada sepasang muda-mudi yang terperangkap di dalam sebuah kereta di taman tersebut. Nahas bagi pasangan merpati dua sejoli itu, malaikat maut telah mencabut nyawa mereka dalam keadaan yang sungguh tragik. Apa yang terjadi sebenarnya? Ternyata sepasang muda-mudi itu nekad membunuh diri dengan menutup saluran ekzos kereta dengan keadaan enjin kereta masih terpasang. Akibatnya mereka mati dalam keadaan berpelukan dan saling berciuman sehingga begitu sukar pihak bertanggung jawab memisahkan antara dua jasad tersebut. Begitu 'mengharukan' !. Didalam kereta tersebut ditemui selembar kertas yang telah mereka tanda tangani. Antara kandungannya; tolong jangan pisahkan mayat kami dan terus dikebumikan bagi membuktikan cinta abadi kami sehidup semati. Dan di bahagian akhir surat tersebut tercatat bahawa mereka melakukan ini demi menyelamatkan cinta 'sejati' yang 'suci' ini kerana orang tua tidak merestui hubungan cinta mereka. Astaghfirullah. ..! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Di sebuah rumah di Jazirah Arab 1400 tahun yang lampau... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abdullah bin Abu Bakar RA baru saja melangsungkan pernikahan dengan Atikah binti Zaid, seorang wanita cantik rupawan dan berbudi luhur. Dia seorang wanita berakhlak mulia, berfikiran cemerlang dan berkedudukan tinggi. Sudah tentu Abdullah amat mencintai isteri yang sebegitu sempurna menurut pandangan manusia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pada suatu hari, ayahnya Abu Bakar RA lalu di rumah Abdullah untuk pergi bersama-sama untuk solat jemaah di masjid. Namun apabila beliau dapati anaknya sedang berbual-bual dengan Atikah dengan lembut dan mesra, beliau membatalkan niatnya dan meneruskan perjalanan ke masjid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Setelah selesai menunaikan solat Abu Bakar RA sekali lagi melalui jalan di rumah anaknya. Alangkah kesalnya Abu Bakar RA apabila beliau dapati anaknya masih begurau senda dengan isterinya sebagaimana sebelum beliau menunaikan solat di masjid. Lantas Abu Bakar RA segera memanggil Abdullah, seterusnya bertanya : " Wahai Abdullah, adakah kamu solat berjemaah ?" Tanpa berhujah panjang Abu Bakar berkata : ""Wahai Abdullah, Atikah telah melalaikan kamu dari kehidupan dan pandangan hidup malah dia juga telah melengahkan kamu dari solat fardhu, ceraikanlah dia!" Demikianlah perintah Abu Bakar kepada Abdullah. Suatu perintah ketika Abu bakar dapati anaknya mula melalaikan hak Allah. Ketika beliau dapati Abdullah mula sibuk dengan isterinya yang cantik. Ketika beliau dapati Abdullah terpesona keindahan dunia sehingga menyebabkan semangat juangnya semakin luntur. Lalu bagaimana tanggapan Abdullah? Tanpa berdolak dalih apatah lagi cuba membunuh diri, Abdullah terus menyahut perintah ayahandanya dan menceraikan isteri yang cantik dan amat dicintainya. Subhanallah! !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dari dua petikan kisah di atas, marilah kita sama-sama merenung tentang hakikat dan bagaimana cinta sejati , tulus dan suci itu sebenarnya. Sesungguhnya perjalanan hidup manusia akan sentiasa dipenuhi dengan warna-warna cinta. Malah boleh kita ungkapkan bahawa kehadiran manusia di muka bumi ini disebabkan Allah SWT mencampakkan suatu perasaan di dalam jiwa manusia, itulah CINTA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Membicarakan tentang cinta ibarat menuras air lautan dalam yang kaya dengan pelbagai khazanah alam. Tak kan pernah habis dan kita akan sentiasa menemui berjuta macam benda. Dari sekecil-kecil ikan hingga ikan paus yang terbesar. Dari kerang sampai mutiara malah jika diizinkan Allah, kita mungkin menemui bangkai kapal dan bangkai manusia!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Usia sejarah cinta seumur dengan sejarah manusia itu sendiri. Jika di suatu tempat ada 1000 manusia maka di situ ada 1000 kisah cinta. Dan jika di muka bumi ini ada lebih 5 million manusia, maka sejumlah itu pulalah kisah cinta akan digelar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Walau berapa banyak pun nuansa cinta yang menjelma menjadi sebuah syair, drama, filem, lagu dan berbagai bentuk hasil seni lain, namun pada hakikatnya cinta itu hanya ada dua buah versi sahaja. Versi cinta nafsu (syahwat) dan cinta Rabbani. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yang menjadi persoalan sekarang adalah mampukah kita membezakan yang mana cinta syahwat dan mana cinta Rabbani? Derasnya arus ghazwul fikr (serangan pemikiran) dalam kesenian terutamanya, telah mampu membungkus cinta syahwat sehingga ia tampil sebagai cinta "suci" yang mesti diperjuangkan, dimenangkan dan diraih seterusnya untuk dinikmati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Manusia seakan lupa pada sejarah. Lupa pada kisah-kisah tragik yang berakhir di hujung pisau atau dalam segelas 'penawar' rumpai. Mereka semua rela diseret dan dijeremuskan ke dalam lubang 'neraka' hanya untuk mengejar salah satu rasa dari sekian banyak rasa yang ada disudut hati manusia, itulah cinta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cinta memiliki kekuatan luar biasa. Dan kekuatan cinta (the power of love) mampu menjadikan manusia peribadi yang sangat nekad atau sangat taat. Nekad dalam konteks sangat berani dalam melanggar peraturan-peraturan Allah seperti berkhalwat (berdua-duaan dengan bukan mahram), berkasih-kasihan lelaki dan perempuan, berpegangan tangan, mempertontonkan adegan berahi percuma di khalayak ramai apatah lagi dalam sembunyi. Atau jika cinta tak mendapat restu dari orang tua, pasangan akan nekad, terus lari dari rumah atau berzina (na'udzubillah min dzalik). Dan tidak sedikit pula yang begitu nekad sanggup melakukan perbuatan yang dilaknat Allah iaitu membunuh diri demi cinta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Peribadi-peribadi nekad seperti ini menjadikan cinta sebagai tujuan bukan sebagai sarana mencapai tujuan. Oleh itu tidak hairanlah jika kita temui pelbagai kelakuan aneh para pencari cinta yang tak masuk akal. Sebab apa yang mereka tuju adalah suatu yang abstrak, tidak jelas dan bukan perkara yang pokok. Mereka sibuk mencari dan mengertikan makna cinta sementara lalai terhadap Dzat yang menganugerahkan cinta. Dzat yang menumbuh suburkan rasa cinta. Dzat yang memberikan kekuatan cinta. Dzat yang paling layak dicintai, kerana Dia juga Empunya nikmat cinta. Allah Rabbul 'Alamin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cinta memang tak kenal warna. Cinta tak kenal baik-buruk. Cinta tak kenal rupa dan pertalian darah. Memang begitulah adanya. Kerana yang mampu mengenal warna dan baik-buruk adalah pelaku-pelaku cinta yang menggunakan akal fikirannya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebaliknya cinta juga mampu melahirkan peribadi-peribadi yang mengagumkan. Peribadi yang tak takut kehilangan suatu apa pun walau ia amat cinta pada sesuatu. Namun kerana cinta yang hadir dipenuhi dengan nuansa keimanan, maka mereka rela mengorbankan apa saja yang mereka amat cintai demi memperolehi keredhaan Dzat Pemberi cinta. Jiwa mereka tidak gundah gulana kerana kehilangan cinta duniawi kerana Allah sebagai Dzat pemberi ketenteraman Peribadi-peribadi taat ini amat menyedari bahawa cinta hanyalah sebagai sarana mencapai tujuan. Mereka yakin kenikmatan cinta tak ada ertinya tanpa ada restu Allah sebagai Pemberi cinta. Maka yang mereka cari adalah redha dan cinta Allah, bukan cinta yang bersifat sementara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kisah Abdullah putera Abu Bakar RA menjadi contoh kematangan pemuda yang mengenal erti cinta. Bayangkan!! Dia memiliki isteri yang amat cantik, berakhlak mulia, berkedudukan tinggi dan berharta. Namun apabila ayahandanya memerintahkan untuk menceraikan isterinya, dengan alasan isterinya telah melalaikan Abdullah dalam menunaikan hak Allah seterusnya akan melengahkan Abdullah berjihad di jalan Allah. Maka apa reaksi Abdullah? Tidak!! Abdullah tidak marah langsung pada ayahnya. Atau berusaha mengambil pedang dan ingin memenggal kepala si ayah yang berusaha memisahkan jalinan cinta yang memang sudah sah itu. Sekali lagi tidak!! Pemuda yang bernama Abdullah melihat perintah itu dengan kacamata cinta yang diberikan Allah. Ia rela menceraikan isteri yang dicintainya demi mempererat hubungan cinta dengan Allah. Subhanallah. .. Masih adakah pemuda-pemuda seperti peribadi Abdullah di zaman globalisasi kini? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Begitulah cinta. Ia mampu melambungkan manusia pada derajat kemuliaan yang tak terhingga. Manakala frekuensi atau gelombang cintanya juga sudah selari dengan frekuensi atau gelombang cinta yang Allah kehendaki. Semuanya akan senada seirama. Tak ada dengung sumbang, tak ada nada ternoda. Demikian indah dan asli irama cinta sejati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*directly copied from milis*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;does love really hurt people? or do people make it hurts for themselves?..............&lt;br /&gt;up to now still can't forget many things happened so far..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pergi tak permisi, hilang tanpa jejak. Seperti hantu! Padahal hati sudah terlanjur cinta mati, tak bisa ke lain hati".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lost Love - Kisspepeta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are people who say what you wanna hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even on a rainy day they tell you the sky is clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you really really love someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I right when I say that you want them near? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And if you care you even tell them things that they wanna hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you made promises that you couldnt keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but youre not hurting yourself but only hurting me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why would you say things that you really didnt mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how can I make you see just what you did to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You said how much you really cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just when I thought I was in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how could you dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I were you I could not lie even once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To the face of those that I love so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Taken from "That's What She Said -BB)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just leave and let die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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love'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-4833404739760948627</id><published>2007-01-13T09:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T09:15:54.405+07:00</updated><title type='text'>un-identified</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're beautiful... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're beautiful...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're beautiful, it's true...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's time toface the truth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will never be with you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, sometimes life doesn't happen as we want it to be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though it's hard, we have to face reality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's try not to grieve too hard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Suffer yourself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cuz life must go on indeed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;With or without the thing that we mostly want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A little pray for pain relieving, hope it works...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya Tuhan kami, kami telah menganiaya diri kami sendiri, dan jika Engkau tidak mengampuni kami dan memberi rahmat kepada kami, niscaya pastilah kami termasuk orang-orang yang merugi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Tuhan kami, janganlah Engkau bebankan kepada kami beban yan berat sebagaimana Engkau bebankan kepada orang-orang sebelum kami. Ya Tuhan kami, janganlah Engkau pikulkan kepada kami apa yang tak sanggup kami memikulnya. Beri maaflah kami;ampunilah kami;dan rahmatilah kami. Engkaulah penolong kami, maka tolonglah kami terhadap kaum yang kafir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Tuhan kami, janganlah Engkau jadikan hati kami condong kepada kesesatan sesudah Engkau memberi petunjuk kepada kami, dan karuniakanlah kepada kami rahmat dari sisi Engkau; karena sesunggulah Engkaulah Maha Pemberi (karunia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah Tuhan kami, berilah kami kebahagiaan di dunia dan kesejahteraan di akhirat, dan hindarkanlah kami dari siksaan api neraka. Amin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;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/7693315515160300147-4833404739760948627?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4833404739760948627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=4833404739760948627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/4833404739760948627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/4833404739760948627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2007/01/un-identified.html' title='un-identified'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-5563372315433945398</id><published>2007-01-12T10:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T10:52:39.665+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dasar bodoh...&lt;br /&gt;tolol...&lt;br /&gt;tak berguna..&lt;br /&gt;otak udang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-5563372315433945398?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5563372315433945398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=5563372315433945398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/5563372315433945398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/5563372315433945398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2007/01/dasar-bodoh.html' title=''/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-4037203084981654967</id><published>2007-01-09T12:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T12:46:22.197+07:00</updated><title type='text'>science of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mmm...just curious because my friend told me that to love means to hurt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;?!@#$ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;does love drive you mad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In 1990, a study in Italy indicated that people who have recently fallen in love have some of the symptoms of 'Obsessive Compulsive Disorder' or OCD. People with OCD behave obsessively about certain things. They might be constantly washing their hands, or need to continually check to see if the door is closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;does love make you sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rather than making you happy, love could actually make you depressed. One symptom of OCD appears to be unusually low levels of the neuro-transmitter 'serotonin'. Low levels of serotonin have been associated with anxiety and depression. Italian students who claimed they had recently fallen in love were found to have serotonin levels 40% lower than their peers.&lt;br /&gt;However, the biochemical effect of falling in love didn't last forever. When the same students were tested after their relationship was a year old, their levels had returned to normal. One author of the study has suggested that we require this chemical response for relationships to survive. After all, we'd have to be mad to fall in love wouldn't we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.bbc.co.uk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-4037203084981654967?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4037203084981654967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=4037203084981654967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/4037203084981654967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/4037203084981654967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2007/01/science-of-love.html' title='science of love'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-5884007035864030833</id><published>2007-01-06T18:05:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T18:13:59.217+07:00</updated><title type='text'>done wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;There was time in life that people made a single mistake. A single mistake that might be regretted. A single mistake that was done unintentionally. Just because &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;its&lt;/span&gt;'s in the right time. But was that being unforgiven ? Can't we get second chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-5884007035864030833?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5884007035864030833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=5884007035864030833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/5884007035864030833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/5884007035864030833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2007/01/done-wrong_06.html' title='done wrong'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-4041157199739336993</id><published>2007-01-05T11:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T11:43:28.191+07:00</updated><title type='text'>to describe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"Ya, cinta. Saya mempunyai rasa itu tapi saya tidak berharap kemudian saya dicintai untuk dimiliki. Karena cinta yang ingin terus saya rasakan, adalah cinta seperti ini. Merasakan cinta, itu saja".&lt;br /&gt;"Cinta memang untuk dikendalikan dan dirasakan, bukan dibiarkan tumbuh tidak terkendali dan ingin memiliki".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Etalase – Budi Gunawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s complicated. Love but not willing to be had. Are there many people feeling the same way? There are many things to be discussed about love. Love is…… There are also many things to describe meaning of love. But what is true love and how do we know when we have found it? How do we know we found the right person to be loved?&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm….what on earth I'm up to? I don’t know why I’m talking about love.&lt;br /&gt;Just keep peace, love, and spirit inside of you…. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well….HAPPY NEW YEAR 2007…!!!!! (although it’s too late, it’s already day 5 of new year…).&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/7693315515160300147-4041157199739336993?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4041157199739336993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=4041157199739336993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/4041157199739336993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/4041157199739336993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2007/01/to-describe.html' title='to describe'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-8266478761235683556</id><published>2006-12-26T11:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T11:32:06.759+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my lovely niece</title><content type='html'>how i miss her so much right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-8266478761235683556?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8266478761235683556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-2758449910343608728</id><published>2006-12-19T08:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T08:31:08.941+07:00</updated><title type='text'>WiSH foR ThiS DaY</title><content type='html'>Another year has gone by,&lt;br /&gt;a new chapter in my life&lt;br /&gt;is about to open now.&lt;br /&gt;no candle light,&lt;br /&gt;no decorative cake,&lt;br /&gt;no beautiful gifts&lt;br /&gt;no mother’s kisses&lt;br /&gt;but lots of wishes&lt;br /&gt;lots of attention&lt;br /&gt;by people surround me&lt;br /&gt;Another year has gone by,&lt;br /&gt;I’m still preparing my life&lt;br /&gt;sitting and wondering&lt;br /&gt;in this solitary mind of mine&lt;br /&gt;So many mistakes I have made&lt;br /&gt;So many corretions I must show&lt;br /&gt;Another year is awaiting&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could be someone&lt;br /&gt;to be proud of&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could make something&lt;br /&gt;useful in life&lt;br /&gt;I wish myself a happy new day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-2758449910343608728?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2758449910343608728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=2758449910343608728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/2758449910343608728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/2758449910343608728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2006/12/wish-for-this-day.html' title='WiSH foR ThiS DaY'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-5564969914425670287</id><published>2006-12-08T07:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T08:01:06.259+07:00</updated><title type='text'>FoR tHiS...</title><content type='html'>This feeling…&lt;br /&gt;Somebody tell me&lt;br /&gt;what could this be..&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that always mesmerize me&lt;br /&gt;It’s not just emotion&lt;br /&gt;yet it is enfolding with confident and affection&lt;br /&gt;A heart that miles apart away &lt;br /&gt;but it is chiseled in me&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to reach out for you&lt;br /&gt;so close, and I know you’re wanting too&lt;br /&gt;Craving to be in your arms, &lt;br /&gt;be held so tight&lt;br /&gt;Longing to be with you&lt;br /&gt;here and together unremittingly&lt;br /&gt;But knowing I can’t, it’s tormented me&lt;br /&gt;For this…&lt;br /&gt;This is forbidden love enthralls me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-5564969914425670287?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5564969914425670287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=5564969914425670287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/5564969914425670287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/5564969914425670287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2006/12/for-this.html' title='FoR tHiS...'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-7000323440612697308</id><published>2006-12-06T12:44:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T12:44:25.774+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tRutH</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Truth…&lt;br /&gt;Fact….&lt;br /&gt;Reality…&lt;br /&gt;Although it’s shocked &lt;br /&gt;but we know it’s true&lt;br /&gt;Although it hurts&lt;br /&gt;but we know it’s real&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-7000323440612697308?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7000323440612697308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=7000323440612697308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/7000323440612697308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/7000323440612697308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2006/12/truth.html' title='tRutH'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-7113535235430322124</id><published>2006-12-05T15:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T15:03:33.695+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bETrayAL</title><content type='html'>Betrayal..&lt;br /&gt;It hurts when we get a betrayal in life. But aren’t we being able to do so?&lt;br /&gt;Once my friend told me that his girlfriend is about to betray him. He told me that it hurts him so bad. Well, what can I say .I’m not that expert to give him any advices. Somehow, his girl acts normally in front of him.  I cannot give him anything as a subject for advice.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if someone doing that way is it just for fun, looking for something cannot be found in the relationship, or is it because of the jaded relationship? Or maybe none of the reasons I gave above? And the reasons I gave are for denial of doing something or are just to secure our self of doing something? Do we have someone to blame?&lt;br /&gt;Well my friend, I’m sorry I cannot give you any advices on problem you told me so. I can only be a garbage basket for the problem you have. I can only hear, listen to every word you said about your girl betrayal but I cannot give any solutions on it. I’m really sorry for that, my friend…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I looked into the mirror&lt;br /&gt;just found someone inside&lt;br /&gt;someone who’s alike me&lt;br /&gt;a sweet sugary layered girl&lt;br /&gt;overly colored..&lt;br /&gt;too much…&lt;br /&gt;sickening…&lt;br /&gt;disgusting…&lt;br /&gt;But then the mirror is broken&lt;br /&gt;I caught my self in the broken mirror&lt;br /&gt;I cannot escape..&lt;br /&gt;I cry for help,&lt;br /&gt;I shout out loud..&lt;br /&gt;Nobody hears&lt;br /&gt;Nobody listens&lt;br /&gt;And I sunk&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly…&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside the mirror&lt;br /&gt;Deeper,&lt;br /&gt;deeper,&lt;br /&gt;and deeper..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-7113535235430322124?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7113535235430322124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=7113535235430322124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/7113535235430322124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/7113535235430322124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2006/12/betrayal.html' title='bETrayAL'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-3838012944573040763</id><published>2006-12-05T08:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T08:47:08.405+07:00</updated><title type='text'>DiRtY dOugH</title><content type='html'>I don’t live in paradise &lt;br /&gt;and neither in hell&lt;br /&gt;I live in a place&lt;br /&gt;where death and life is &lt;br /&gt;kind of blur to be seen&lt;br /&gt;Stop having a sympathize for me&lt;br /&gt;coz I don’t require for it&lt;br /&gt;Just boil a water, then&lt;br /&gt;put your head onto it&lt;br /&gt;so you can get your brain washed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sick of this distinguish&lt;br /&gt;There’s such a great great border&lt;br /&gt;stands surround me&lt;br /&gt;It’s a very thick layer border&lt;br /&gt;in every side of me&lt;br /&gt;I can’t walk&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even move&lt;br /&gt;Nor I can’t breathe&lt;br /&gt;These walls are locking me tightly&lt;br /&gt;When I saw it falls apart,&lt;br /&gt;then I should be die&lt;br /&gt;Die with no dignity&lt;br /&gt;Die with no pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like great dirty dough&lt;br /&gt;scrambled and thrown onto your face&lt;br /&gt;It feels like a megaton of nuclear bomb&lt;br /&gt;blasted in your heart&lt;br /&gt;It hurts&lt;br /&gt;It terribly hurts&lt;br /&gt;For now I’m being someone&lt;br /&gt;I don’t really recognize…!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-3838012944573040763?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3838012944573040763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=3838012944573040763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/3838012944573040763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/3838012944573040763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2006/12/dirty-dough.html' title='DiRtY dOugH'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-6412080328239054317</id><published>2006-12-04T10:34:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T10:37:27.878+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vulnerable…&lt;br /&gt;tend to fly..&lt;br /&gt;difficult to understand..&lt;br /&gt;but it’s true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ant, that little tiny creature is familiar to be seen. Sometimes it looks so ditty but sometimes it can be very harmful..&lt;br /&gt;Small but dicey…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-6412080328239054317?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6412080328239054317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=6412080328239054317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/6412080328239054317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/6412080328239054317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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clarification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad to think&lt;br /&gt;that someone close to you&lt;br /&gt;is doing that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is bad to know&lt;br /&gt;that someone close to you&lt;br /&gt;is hiding something&lt;br /&gt;at the back of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you do the same way&lt;br /&gt;as your friend did to you&lt;br /&gt;what do you feel then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth..&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat is very difficult&lt;br /&gt;to be said&lt;br /&gt;to be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very hard to tell&lt;br /&gt;what lies beneath&lt;br /&gt;Even it laid on the edge&lt;br /&gt;you have difficulty&lt;br /&gt;to speak it&lt;br /&gt;out loud..&lt;br /&gt;to express it&lt;br /&gt;clearly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So must we keep the truth&lt;br /&gt;lock in tight, undone....???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-6387523528134785920?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6387523528134785920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=6387523528134785920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/6387523528134785920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/6387523528134785920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2006/11/differently.html' title='DifFerEntLy'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=1064040142552049380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/1064040142552049380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/1064040142552049380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2006/11/nice-quote.html' title='Nice Quote'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-8855140069528822635</id><published>2006-11-30T12:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:15:12.096+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss my Hommie</title><content type='html'>Rabu, 29 Nov 2006,&lt;br /&gt;Retakan Jembatan Tol Porong Melebar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIDOARJO - Setelah tol Porong-Gempol ditutup total selamanya, kini giliran jalan raya Porong terancam ditutup pula. Sebab, jembatan tol yang melintang di atas jalan raya Porong dan rel KA retak akibat permukaan tanah yang terus turun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retaknya jembatan yang lokasinya di dekat akses masuk (entrance) dan akses keluar (exit) tol Porong-Gempol itu sebetulnya sudah diketahui Jasa Marga awal Oktober lalu. Saat itu lebar retakan yang melintang di ujung kedua sisi jembatan mencapai 6 cm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada saat tim Jasa Marga mengeceknya lagi kemarin, lebar retakan bertambah hingga 9 cm. Jika kendaraan melintas di atasnya, terasa ada entakan cukup keras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meski demikian, karena dinilai belum membahayakan, Jasa Marga masih memperbolehkan kendaraan melewati jembatan itu. Begitu juga kendaraan dan kereta api yang lewat di bawah jembatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepala Kantor Cabang Jasa Marga Subakti Sukur mengatakan, keretakan jembatan tol Porong-Gempol dalam pengawasan intensif Jasa Marga. "Kami setiap hari mengirim tim ke sana untuk mengamati," kata Subakti saat dihubungi tadi malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari bawah jembatan, terlihat jelas retakan tersebut. Bahkan, tiang penyangga jembatan juga bergeser sekitar 5 cm. Penyebabnya sama, yakni penurunan tanah di sekitar fondasi tiang jembatan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subakti menyatakan, bila retaknya memasuki ambang batas, jalan raya Porong berikut rel KA akan ditutup total. "Kalau sudah membahayakan, jalan raya Porong akan kami tutup total," jelas kepala cabang Jasa Marga yang belakangan disibukkan akibat luapan lumpur panas Lapindo itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut Subakti, jalan tol Porong-Gempol akan ditutup selamanya karena termasuk daerah berbahaya. Menurut rencana, Januari 2007 Lapindo akan menyuntik sumur lumpur tersebut. Bila sumur itu betul-betul bisa ditutup dan tidak mengeluarkan semburan lagi, Jasa Marga akan membuka kembali jalan tol yang merupakan urat nadi transportasi dari Surabaya ke arah Malang dan Pasuruan ke timur itu. "Selama ada luapan lumpur, kami tidak berani membuka jalan tol," tambah Subakti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keretakan jembatan tol ternyata lepas dari pengamatan Tim Nasional Penanggulangan Lumpur Panas Lapindo. Begitu melihat keretakan jalan itu kemarin, Timnas pun geger. Mereka khawatir jembatan tersebut ambruk. (din)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kompas.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-8855140069528822635?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8855140069528822635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=8855140069528822635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/8855140069528822635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/8855140069528822635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2006/11/miss-my-hommie.html' title='Miss my Hommie'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-6963727120577125097</id><published>2006-11-30T11:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:05:23.210+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinta itu seperti seseorang yang menunggu BIS</title><content type='html'>An interesting writing, fordwarded by my friend..It's worth reading.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebuah bis datang, dan kau bilang, wah...terlalu penuh, nggak bisa duduk nih!&lt;br /&gt;Aku tunggu bis berikutnya saja. Kemudian, bis berikutnya datang. Kamu&lt;br /&gt;melihatnya dan berkata,"Aduh bisnya sudah tua dan jelek begini....nggak mau ah...."&lt;br /&gt;Bis selanjutnya datang, tapi dia seakan-akan tidak melihatmu dan melewatimu&lt;br /&gt;begitu saja.&lt;br /&gt;Bis keempat berhenti di depan kamu. Bis itu kosong, kondisinya masih bagus,&lt;br /&gt;tapi kamu bilang, "Nggak ada AC nih gua bisa kepanasan", maka kamu&lt;br /&gt;membiarkan bis ketiga pergi.&lt;br /&gt;Waktu terus berlalu, kamu mulai sadar bahwa kamu bisa terlambat pergi&lt;br /&gt;kuliah. Ketika bis kelima datang, kamu langsung melompat masuk ke dalamnya.&lt;br /&gt;Setelah beberapa lama, kamu akhirnya sadar kalau kamu salah menaiki bis.&lt;br /&gt;Bis tersebut jurusannya bukan menuju kampusmu&lt;br /&gt;Moral dari cerita ini, sering kali seseorang menunggu orang yang&lt;br /&gt;benar-benar "ideal" untuk menjadi pasangan hidupnya.&lt;br /&gt;Padahal tidak ada orang yang 100% memenuhi keidealan kita.&lt;br /&gt;Tidak ada salahnya memiliki persyaratan untuk "calon", tapi tidak ada&lt;br /&gt;salahnya juga memberi kesempatan kepada "bis" yang berhenti di depan kita&lt;br /&gt;(tentunya dengan jurusan yang kita inginkan).&lt;br /&gt;Apabila ternyata memang "bis" itu tidak cocok, kita masih bisa berteriak,&lt;br /&gt;"Kiri" dan keluar dari bis.&lt;br /&gt;Maka memberi kesempatan pada "bis", semuanya bergantung pada keputusan kita.&lt;br /&gt;Daripada kita harus "jalan kaki menuju kampus" dalam arti meneruskan hidup&lt;br /&gt;ini tanpa kehadiran orang  yang dikasihi.&lt;br /&gt;Cerita ini juga berarti, kalau kita benar-benar menemukan bis yang "kosong,&lt;br /&gt;masih baru, dan ber-AC, dan tentunya sejurusan", kita harus berusaha sekuat&lt;br /&gt;tenaga untuk memberhentikan bis tersebut dan masuk ke dalamnya, karena&lt;br /&gt;menemukan bis seperti itu adalah suatu berkat yang sangat berharga dan&lt;br /&gt;sangat berarti tapi tidak semua orang yang mendapatkannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingat usia anda:&lt;br /&gt;Usia 17-20an : Siapa Saya&lt;br /&gt;Usia 20-30an : Siapa Dia&lt;br /&gt;Usia 30-50an : Siapa sajalah, yang penting ada??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-6963727120577125097?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6963727120577125097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=6963727120577125097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/6963727120577125097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/6963727120577125097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2006/11/cinta-itu-seperti-seseorang-yang.html' title='Cinta itu seperti seseorang yang menunggu BIS'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-9130125963996593433</id><published>2006-11-30T11:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:56:08.676+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss the Rain..</title><content type='html'>I think one most wanted thing right now is “RAIN”. It’s a very long time that the rain doesn’t come. The weather here in Gresik is too damned hot!!!!!!!!!! Pollutions are everywhere, dusts, toxic gas…..Phew, I need to breathe in a fresh air. &lt;br /&gt;The sun is melted my body. My body is sweating always on the way to my office in the morning. Just image this way. It’s supposed to be a chilly fresh air in the morning. But the sun is showing up too early. Early in the morning at 5 am, it shows up already. Phew…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain…&lt;br /&gt;Rain…&lt;br /&gt;I need you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun…&lt;br /&gt;Sun...&lt;br /&gt;Just take a rest for a while&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wake up too early&lt;br /&gt;Please let the Rain takes your duty&lt;br /&gt;for a moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-9130125963996593433?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/9130125963996593433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693315515160300147&amp;postID=9130125963996593433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/9130125963996593433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693315515160300147/posts/default/9130125963996593433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/2006/11/miss-rain.html' title='Miss the Rain..'/><author><name>T-O-E-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06022935120013323067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693315515160300147.post-5685752206825928642</id><published>2006-11-29T12:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T12:42:04.447+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThRougH ThiS yE@R.......</title><content type='html'>Many things happens through this year. It’s close to December and soon we’ll face a new year. Have we already changed? What kind of things we’ve already done through this year? What are the plans for the next year? Do we already evaluate ourselves for things we’ve been done so far?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;An achievement…&lt;br /&gt;An accomplished plan..&lt;br /&gt;A brand new live…&lt;br /&gt;Have we already attain one of those?…&lt;br /&gt;Or even live gets worse?&lt;br /&gt;Or even we plan a brand new other plan?&lt;br /&gt;The next year,&lt;br /&gt;will become a New Year…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world stands still&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is fast moving&lt;br /&gt;Stop dancing and laughing&lt;br /&gt;Start to do working&lt;br /&gt;Coz working is so pleasing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693315515160300147-5685752206825928642?l=renungankoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renungankoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5685752206825928642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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