The Second Time You Get A Heartbreak

I happened to randomly find an interesting article entitled “TheSecond Time You Fall in Love” and in fact, it was an honest and fine opinion.

But most people maybe experience more than that. If there is a second time of us falling in love, then there might also be a second time of us get a heartbreak.

In response, here I am writing my version of The Second time You Get A Heartbreak.

The first time you get a heartbreak, the world seems like shutting down. No, it’s only you who shut down. You hardly have proper sleep, bad dreams are haunted, you spend your days keep on wondering all those “why” questions. Soo not easy to make you feel happy while all you ever wanted is being happy with the one that left you.

Then you finally come to a turning point. Here he/she is, your second–time-fall-in-love-guy.

All those feelings written in the article is undoubtedly true, I guess.

But then as what happens in life. There comes the problems, fights, doubts, cries. What seems to be so easy at the beginning, turns into tough times.

Then you get your second heartbreak. This time, you are no more crying and suffering all nights. You are no more pushing yourself to get the answers of those “why’ questions. You just lost.

For a while, you can’t differentiate what is truth and lies.. You don’t trust. You don’t get mad. You don’t blame anyone neither yourself. You don’t have the guts to be in any relationships. You don’t need anyone cheering you up. You fed up hearing those sad songs. You lost for a while.

What you know is, you need to get other ways of happiness for yourself before you shut down.

But life running in circles. There will be times when everything will be back okay.

Flowers Never Fail?

Yang ulang taun, yang mau nembak, yang ngerayain anniversary, yang ngasih selamat atas prestasi, yang minta maaf.. semuanya bisa dilakuin dengan cara kasih bunga.
Is that true that "flowers never fail"?

Buat para lelaki yg doyan unyuk2 dengan memberikan bunga untuk temennya, gebetannya, pacarnya, istrinya, adeknya, ibunya, atau neneknya..
I'd lake to share you guys advice, based only on my own experiences, about thing you need to make sure before giving your beloved ones some flowers..

Ternyata, gue baru menyadari, what excites me the most is the fragrance.

It doesn't really matter what flower it is, what color it is, or how many flowers there are. Because when the flower gives good good good smell , well then your effort works!

Gue ga tau, gue doang atau emang rata-rata cewek begitu dikasih bunga, diam-diam akan menciumi wanginya. Tapi yang pasti, siapa sih yang ngga seneng bunga pemberiannya disimpen di kamaarr.. so when your beloved ones wake up in the morning she can smell a good good and becalming fragrance comes out from your flower? ;)

Soo.. Don't just buy any random flowers for your beloved ones. Kindly make sure the fragrance works out! :)

Lesson from Toys

Blast from the Past

These past few weeks, I was like living in a roller coaster.
I get up so high and fell down over and over again
I learned another lesson afterward
Ever heard people talking about missing something?

I found out that missing something doesn't always mean wanting the thing back again.

When people tell they miss something in their life, that doesn't always mean they want to get the thing back.
Maybe it's just because they like the feeling, the situation when they had the thing
Maybe it's just because they haven't felt like when they had the thing yet
Maybe it's just because the thing gave them sort of valuable experiences
Maybe it's just because the thing gave them precious moments..

But then, they'll realized some more things that make them don't want to get back

And when this happened, like happened to me.
We could only thank the past  for what they gave us.
And walk strongly.

Like an old saying :

Past is a nice place to visit, but not a place to stay.

So, thank you :)

Inspirasi Buat Eternity

Bermaksud meneruskan email dari temen gue (makasih Mba Galuh :) )
I wanna share one simple story, about what people considered as small thing could mean bigger than you think it is, about how a small thing for people could turns into big inspiration for others.

It started from last week. Ada pentas kecil-kecilan di tempat gue belajar nari, Padepokan DLDC. Ada beberapa performance, mulai dari beberapa orang jepang yang belajar nari Jawa (you guys should've seen how cute they are), performance dari sanggar kelas anak-anak kecilnya yang semuanya pinter nari, nyanyi, sampe main teater, dan kelas yang udah gedenya tapi baru belajar nari (including me).

But I'm not gonna talking about myself. I'm talking about this performance from amazing kids at Sanggar Aruni. Jadi performance mereka kemudian direkam terus dirangkum dalam video berdurasi 7 menit terus di upload ke Facebook. Video itu terus nyebar, sampe ke tangan seorang dokter. Si dokter ini terus ngasih liat videonya ke salah satu pasiennya yang masih anak kecil, pengidap kanker leukimia dan tulang belakang.

Anak kecil ini namanya Eternity. Para dokter udah menduga usianya ngga lebih dari tiga bulan lagi. Hidupnya udah apatis banget, udah ngga punya semangat hidup. Tapi begitu dia liat video tarian itu, motivasinya mulai tumbuh lagi. Dia suka banget sama tariannya, sama musiknya, dia pengen jadi seperti temen - temennya di video itu. Dia pengen bisa nari kaya temen -temennya  di video itu.

Si dokter pun terus bikin video itu jadi salah satu terapi penyembuhan.
Hebat banget, cuma sekedar sekumpulan anak-anak kecil melenggang kiri kanan diiringin musik riang, bisa jadi motivasi hidup buat seorang anak, bahkan anak yang sebelumnya ngga pernah dikenal.

We never know what we did could mean for others.
We never know where inspiration and motivation comes from. But things we did wholeheartedly maybe could be one of them. I really wish I could do things like that.. Inspiring , motivating others.

"Bunda makaseh banya for video, nity ba janji mo rajin ba minum obat, mo
denga-dengaran pa pa dokter, mo banyabanya berdoa, supaya mo dapa manari,
salam for semua dan tamang bunda GBU" (Bunda, terima kasih banyak untuk
vidonya, nity berjanji akan rajin minum obat, rajin taat saran dokter, akan
minum obat, supaya bisa menari, salam untuk semua dan temannya bunda -
yanusa - god bless you)".

- isi sms dari Eternity -

  

Gue ikut berdoa buat kesembuhan si kecil Eternity.. Berdoa yang terbaik buat Eternity.

Limit

Bude once said to me:
"cara orang menari itu mereflekskan bagaimana dirinya, bagaimana sikapnya dalam hidup"
I happened to find out something last friday, after I attended my dance rehearsal at DLDC.

So, last friday we practiced our  Javanese traditional dance.
And I kept doing the same mistakes everytime I practiced this Javanese dance.
I didn't open up my bodies, I limit my moves
I limit my hands, my hip, my feet, and all.
It's hard to loosen up yourself when you recognize that you are still in effort to make it as your "comfort zone".
Err, or maybe it's just me..
After all, I find out that I limit myself as much as I limit my moves in dancing.

But still, the hardest part is to change.

Kucing Berjalan (read in english :p)

Awal minggu ini, di kampus FISIP gue ada acara Batik Days.
Jadi dalam memperingati hari batik nasional, si FISIP ngadain serangkaian acara dari seminar, workshop, sampe bazaar designer2 batik di Jakarta.

Lalu, karena salah satu temen gue jadi panitia *hello to Chika :)* , jadi gue dan temen2 gue diminta bantu untuk memamerkan beberapa koleksi batik para designer sambil berjalan2 (a.k.a fashion show abal).

At first, I thought walking beautifully in front of people is just easy.
yang penting modal senyum, baju bagus, dan pede aja.

Ternyata oh ternyata alamak.
Thumbss up for models I should say.
Karena ternyata berjalan cantik itu jauh dari kata mudah yang gue bayangin selama ini.
Officially it's not ability

Pertama, risih banget rasanya ternyata hanya berjalan di depan umum
Apalagi ditambah musik pengiringnya, OHH, sungguh saya lebih baik berjoget sendiri saja rasanyaaa.
at least kalau joget ada sesuatu yang kita lakuin, daripada hanya sekedar jalan dan memamerkan baju yang bagus.

Kedua, mereka ngga bisa, ngga boleh lelet.
Timing buat ganti kostum, ganti sepatu, lari2 dari backstage itu sebentar sekali.
Gue juga mengalami ini di nari,tapi tektoknya ternyata masih lebih cepet catwalk.
Bahkan gue bisa pose sambil bengong saking ngehangnya :p

Jadi, saat ini saya mau memuji para supermodel
Karena bisa bergerak secepat kilat di backstage, tanpa keliatan cape pada saat beraksi di stagenya.
Dan masih bisa tersenyum manis.

Here we go the pictures..

 me, ria, jaja, bale before the

finale

Terima kasih juga buat para ibu designer beserta asistennya atas bantuan dan kenangannya.
Hari menjadi lengkaap karena my best girls came too! cuppps :)

bersama semua yg turut membantu

my girllss featuring the ranger watch hahaha

Best Regards,
Ega Anandita

Learning by Doing

Errr.. I kinda nervous writing this very first post :p

I don't easily share my stories to people
I share my thoughts, my hopes, my life to my closest ones only.

That's why, dari dulu belum pernah kepikiran untuk bikin blog
*karena bingung apa yang mau dishare?*
Lalu temen gue bilang "Coba tulis tentang nari dong Gong, ceritain apa yang lo dapet"
*colek timsin, you remember this? ahhaha*

Jadi, tercetuslah ide untuk cerita tentang some lessons I got from dancing.

Jadi, metode yang dipake sama si Bude gue ini (bude = mahaguru saya di Padepokan Tari Dedy Luthan Dance Company), agak berbeda.
Beliau ngajarin kita nari ngga pake otak. ngga pake sadar "hey, i'm dancing.. look at me"
Beliau ngajarin kita nari dari hati. Apa yang di dalam hati, diwujudkan dalam gerakan.
Beliau ngajarin supaya gerakan yang terbentuk bukan karena sengaja dibentuk, tapi mengalir dari hati :)
No rules, no right or wrong, no counting 1,2,3 and 4, and bla bla bla.
Intinya eksplorasi..

Suatu pagi, gue ikut latihan dengan keadaan cukup patah hati, galau, labil, kesel, dll.
Lalu si bude mulai nyetel lagu, nyuruh kita merem, konsentrasi, dan pelajaran pun dimulai.

Ternyata, hari itu, bude mau kita paham tentang ikhlas, tentang melapangkan hati.
Keluarlah semua emosi gue mulai dari bingung, bersalah, sedih, takut, dll
And in some magic way, this method successfully helped me healing those pathetic feelings.

Padahal, sebelumnya, perlu berbulan - bulan buat gue untuk ngelepasin si 'beban' ini.
And it didn't work out for me.

Gue masih inget komentar Bude selesai latihan : "Hari ini ega jadi penari yang luar biasa banget yaa.."

Yap. I got the lesson. I got the point. I got it from dancing.

Belajar rela melepaskan yang memang ga bisa dipertahankan lagi,
Belajar menerima dengan hati yang besar,
Belajar ikhlas,
Belajar membuka hati buat apa yang ada di depan kita.

Never ask how i technically did it
You can only learn it by doing it..

I find my way on dancing.
But everybody has its own ways :)