Senin, 26 April 2010

Jumat 22 april 10


Mengikuti pelajaran toefl bersama wolion, sekitar pukul sembilan sampai sekitar pukul sepuluh pagi. Pada waktu itu dijanjikan akan adanya teman seorang wanita s2 psikologi, tetapi nyatanya tidak kunjung datang, ya jadi bersama sendiri dengan seorang founder wolion. Setelah itu pergi kekampus untuk menepati janji yang meminta saya untuk mengantarkan ke Gamping menuju shelter bus Efisiensi. Janjinya sih jam sepuluh pas langsung ke gamping, tetapi ada sebuah penundaan yang mengakibatkan anternya ditunda setelah jumatan. Sebelum menuju rumah orang yang minta anter tersebut sebelumnya ternyata didepan jurusan terdapat teman yang sedang menunggu sekretaris jurusan untuk meminta tanda tangan kalo temanku itu tidak meminjam satu buah bukupun pada jurusan. Sekitar pukul sebelas siang baru aku mulai menuju rumah teman yang minta anter tersebut. Rumahnya di jalan Magelang ke barat dan tepat diselatan selokan mataram. Sampai di situ aku langsung makan. Dengan lauk berupa ikan goreng dan minuman hangat berupa teh. Dan tibalah waktunya untuk jumatan, tetapi diluar dugaan saya sebelumnya ternyata saat adzan tiba niat hati ingin ke masjid tetapi yang aku ajak sedang sibuk mencuci pakaian. Ke masjidnya di tunda. Dan setelah sepuluh menit berlalu langsung menuju tempat yang aku kira adalah sebuah masjid dan ternyata tempat tersebut adalah sebuah mushola dengan ukuran yang biasa-biasa saja. Tidak terlalu ramai memang suasananya. Ya lumanyan lah..setelah jumatan sekitar pukul satu siang motorku dipinjam oleh temanku itu untuk mengantarkan ke Gamping. Dan sambil menunggu kuambil koran KR untuk dibaca, sekitar jam setengah dua siang baru kini giliranku mengantarkan temanku menyusul ibunya yang sudah diantarkan terlebih dulu. Setelah itu aku langsung menuju Perpustakaan Daerah untuk meminta cap bebas peminjaman. Namun apa daya ternyata pelayanannya berakhir hanya sampai pukul sebelas siang. Dan terpaksa langsung menuju kampus tercinta. Pertama-tama yang saya lakukan adalah membeli perangko di dekat bunderan dan setelah itu menuju  ruang TI untuk menyecan lembar pengesahan dan lembar pernyataan.

Asal Nulis, 22 April 2010

Masa-masa studi s1 hampir selesai. Semua berlalu begitu cepatnya. Seperti sebuah kilat yang seolah hanya beberapa detik kita bisa merasakannya. Semua berlalu selama hampir lima tahun memberikan begitu banyak kenangan yang berarti.
Aku takan pernah menghapus dalam ingatan. Rasa sedih bercampur was-was menyatu menjadi rasa baru yang mungkin perlu untuk dinikmati. Inilah rasa dimana seseorang akan ditinggalkan oleh sesuatu. Merindukan hal yang dahulu pernah dijalani memang hal yang menghabiskan banyak tenaga dan pikiran. Ingin rasanya rasa yang dahulu ada ingin segera kembali. Tetapi apalah kata dunia jika kita hanya berpatokan pada masa lalu. Masa lalu adalah untuk dikenang bukan untuk dimenangkan. Manusia selamanya tidak akan pernah lepas kepada masa lalu yang telah menjadikan hari ini menjadi beda. Tampaknya kita semua harus siap untuk menghadapi segala kemungkinan baik yang sekarang terjadi maupun masa mendatang yang penuh dengan ketidak pastian.
Kuikuti hati ini menulis seirama dengan lagu yang sedang berdendang. Tidak ada daya hati ini untuk mengikuti keinginan nafsu yang terkadang tidak bisa dibedakan mana yang benar-benar berguna untuk kita atau malah yang menyesatkan. Apakah yang selama ini aku kerjakan tidak membawa aku pada lubang hitam yang pekat. Atau malah justru sebaliknya yang aku lakukan merupakan kebutuhan dasarku yang memang harus dikerjakan tanpa ada rasa bersalah sedikitpun.
Hampir lima tahun berlalu untuk menjadikan diriku tegar menghadapi ganasnya hidup di dunia. Kerasnya hati berdesir memberikan semangat yang berbeda dari yang lainnya. Dari ujung kaki sampai ujung rambut seolah menanyakan tanggung jawab secara moral kepada diri sendiri oran-orang dekat dan tentunya yang maha dahsyat yang memiliki kita semua. Dalam waktu hampir lima tahun seolah mereka meminta laporan pertanggung jawaban kepada manajemen yang bernama aku. Apakah selama ini menunjukan sebuah nada merdu atau justru nada asalan yang dimainkan oleh seniman tak berasal.
Membeli sebuah mimpi dan menghadirkannya kedalam dunia nyata, hal yang tidak akan dipahami oleh seorang awam. Hanya seolah terlihat datar tanpa bentuk yang bisa menggugah jiwa. Merampas kesadaran dari bayang-bayang indah. Menghancurkan dinding kedangkalan variasi hati. Meluncur menembus cakrawala teori. Berdengung membisikan sesuatu tanpa rasa apriori. Tersentak kerasnya gemuruh hati ingin bicara. Tertandai oleh pijakan-pijakan halus nan elok. Energi ini masih bisa untuk bisa mempertahankannya berbuat yang ada pada jalur nurani. Yang membisikan dengan suara sepoi-sepoi untuk tetap seperti karang yang tidak mudah digoyahkan oleh siapapun. Yang beruaha untuk mempertahankan tradisi sebuah kebidupan yang berwal dari tak berwujud menjadi materi yang memiliki arti.

Jumat, 23 April 2010

Surat Pernyataan Skripsi

Hari-hari akhir kuliah aku jalani tidak seperti biasanya. 
perasaan sudah sangat tenang ketimbang pas awal-awal masuk
yang dulu biasa kaget dengan suara gemuruh kereta
yang dulu berisik mendengar suara pesawat
namun sekarang 
semua berubah
perasaan gumun akan hiruk pikuk kota
sudah tidak bisa dirasakan lagi
semua seperti biasa
ini mungkin adalah suatu kebiasaan

Senin, 19 April 2010

Ciri Manusia Modern


Ciri-ciri orang modern
Banyak orang bilang jika chattingan menggunakan laptop atau ngobrol dengan orang lain menggunakan blackberrry sudah masuk dalam kategori orang modern. Upsss..tunggu dulu jangan cepet-cepet untuk memfonis seseorang yang menggunakan barang canggih seperti laptop atau Blackberry atau ipad itu merupakan orang yang modern. Malah bisa jadi petani miskin yang didesa yang jauh dari kota malah hidup lebih modern dari orang-orang kota yang sombong.
Untuk melihat apakah seseorang itu hidupnya modern atau tidak itu ada beberapa kriteria

Efisiensi
Misalnya seseorang yang bisa memanfaatkan waktu yang ada dan mampu mengenali dirinya sendiri sehingga waktu nya digunakan dengan cermat. Misalnya seseorang pegawai yang mendapat tugas untuk membeli berbagai keperluan kantor seperti kertas print, tinta, balpoin, buku, komputer, makanan dan lain sebagainya. Padahal pegawai tersebut hanya diberi waktu satu hari tak ada waktu tambahan yang lain. Sekarang permasalahannya adalah mengatur waktu yang tepat untuk membeli berbagai macam kebutuhan kantor yang banyak agar tepat dalam waktu satu hari semua list belanja bisa terbeli semua. Dan selanjutnya adalah memilih tempat belanja yang tepat agar waktu yang dimiliki bisa digunakan dan bahkan lebih singkat dari satu hari. Kalau kira-kira beli dipasar tradisional mungkin tidak semua barang bisa dibeli hanya jenis makanan saja yang bisa dibeli itupun tidak lengkap. Lalu jika belinya dalam toko yang berbeda misalnya komputer di jalan Sudirman, kertas dijalan Diponegoro atau yang lainnya juga masalahnya belum terselesaikan yaitu membutuhkan waktu yang banyak, dan tidak akan cukup jika dilakukan dalam waktu satu hari saja. Maka cara yang tepat menurut saya adalah dengan cara pergi ke mall. Ya mengapa mall..ya karena mall merupakan mesin penjualan yang sangat efisien. Disitu terdapat berbagai macam penjual yang menjual berbagai macam barang, dan tersedia semua toko dalam tempat yang sama. Disitu juga terdapat tempat parkir yang sangat luas. Dan jika pergi ke mall maka semua barang yang menjadi list belanja kita, akan cepat untuk kita dapatkan. Waktu yang diberikan untuk mendapatkan beberapa barang akan tidak berarti jika kita belanja ke mall.
Dari tulisan ini saya tidak mengajak untuk pergi ke mall. Tetapi saya mengajak untuk berlaku efisien. Contoh diatas bukan berarti mall segalanya. Ada kondisi dimana kita berlaku efisien menggunakan mall untuk belanja, namun ada juga kondisi diman mall bukanlah suat pilihan yang efisien.

Kalkulabilitas
Misalnya kita semua lagi laper banget dan pingin mencari tempat makan yang menyediakan daging bebek panggang. Saya contohkan waktu saya tinggal di Jogja. Kalau di Jogja tempat makan memang banyak sekali apalagi didekat tempat kos-kosan mahasiswa. Makanya saya pernah bingung memilih tempat makan yang menyajika daging bebek tetapi yang dibakar. Pilihannya yaitu jika saya pergi ke suatu tempat harganya berbeda-beda. Ni dibawah ini daftar tempat dan harga seporsi bebek bakar
Nama Tempat    Kira-kira Harga 1 Porsi (Rp)
1. Sagan Resto    15.000
2. Lombok Ijo    13.000
3. Chicken Hartz    20.000
4. PKL Utara Kampus UGM    6.000
Itulah daftar harga yang diperoleh dari mulut kemulut. Kalau salah ya gak lebih dari 10%. Jika saya seorang yang mengaku modern maka saya akan memilih makan di warung PKL yang berada diutara kampus UGM. Karena dengan harga yang rendah Saya mampu makan bebek bakar dengan rasa yang sama dan dengan gizi yang sama juga dengan kekenyangan yang sama.
Kalkulabitas juga banyak diterapkan oleh toko-toko yang menjual berbagai macam barang misalnya saja baju. Pernah suatu hari saya mengunjungi sebuah toko baju dimana pada hari itu sedang terjadi diskon besar-besaran. Gila banget itu toko memberikan diskon 80%, 90%, atu 75%. Ah itu kan akal bulus dari toko agar konsumen terutama orang-orang yang holic belanja menjadi tertarik untuk membelinya. Walaupun barang-barang sudah didiskon besar namun tetap saja harganya masih sangat mahal. Diskon kan hanya akan bulus dari pihak toko saja. Kualitas barangnya pun sama dengan toko lain, tetapi kenapa ya...hal itu dilakukan badahal diskon besar atau kecil kan tetap konsumen yang menentukan. Tetapi banyak toko yang mengganti bandrol dengan bandrol diskon. Kenapa harus capek-capek sih mas/mbak ganti bandrol padahal msyarakat sudah tahu mereka harus membayar untuk suatu kualitas produk tertentu.
Prekdikbilitas
Adalah sesuatu yang sudah gamblang kita bisa prediksi sebelumnya. Misalnya kita ingin mengunjungi kafe, dan kebetulan pada saat itu memiliki uang yang berlimpah, jika digunakan untuk pergi haji ke tanah suci bisa lebih dari sepuluh kali. Kebetulan waktu itu ingin mengunjungi kafe yang bernama Hard Rock Cafe, pilihannya yaitu Jakarta, Bali, atau Yogyakarta. Dari ketiga tempat tersebut sebenarnya memiliki persamaan yaitu gitar yang dipajang di dinding, menu yang sama dan rasa yang sama. Tidak ada perbedaan yang berarti. Misalnya jika kita orang yang tinggal di Jakarta ingin pergi keluar kota/negeri hanya untuk mengunjungi tempat yang bernama Hard Rock Cafe maka orang tersebut adalah orang yang nyata-nyata sangat goblok. Entah orang macam apa yang demikian itu. Walaupun kita ke New York, Hongkong, Singapura atau tempat yang lainnya tidak bakalan menunjukan suatu perbedaan yang sangat tajam. Buat apa pergi keluar negeri kalau hanya untuk mengunjungi Hard Rock yang notabenya sama dengan Hard Rock yang ada di tempat seseorang dilahirkan.
Kontrol melalui teknologi non manusia, bukannya teknologi manusia

Peran manusia sangat dipengaruhi oleh teknologi non manusia. Saya pernah meneliti angket yang diberikan kepada para mahasiswa dalam proses belajar disuatu perguruan negeri di Jogja. Salah satu pertanyaan adalah mengenai fasilitas AC. Banyak sekali mahasiswa yang menanggapi  pendingin udara (AC) didalam kelas yang tidak bekerja optimal. Dari hal ini saya bisa menyimpulkan bahwa mahasiswa yang memberi tanggapan mengenai AC yang katanya kurang dingin didalam kelas sehingga mengganggu dalam penyerapan materi pembelajaran, hal itu berarti bahwa hidupya itu dikontrol oleh teknologi karena ketergantungannya dengan pendingin udara AC. Padahal saya pikir AC ruangan sudah cukup dingin. Mungkin karena mahasiswa itu biasa menggunakan AC dengan suhu yang cukup dingin, dan jika suhunya dinaikan sedikit maka rasanya seperti dineraka :).

Kamis, 15 April 2010

Senin tanggal 12 april

Senin tanggal 12 april
Inilah hari dimana pagi banyak aku
Gunakan untuk bermain komputer. Pagi hari aku ibangunkan oleh
Suara dering SMS. SMS tersebut merupakan balasan dari temanku. Karena semalam aku SMS temanku pada pukul 23.30 WIB. Tepat pukul enam pagi bunyi SMS dari handphone menandai aku bangun. Isinya kalau ada teman SMA yang bernama Asmaroh sedang akan melakukan pernikahan pada hari ini. Entah apa yang ada dalam benakku. Katanya dalam SMS sih aku diundang, tetapi aku tidak tahu. Lagian tempatnya sangat jauh di Kebumen. Padahal saat ini aku berada di Jogja.
Gak jadi kepernikahan gak papa yang penting  ada kegiatan yang bermanfaat didalam kos.
Setelah dari kamar kecil ada ibu penjual susu kedelai yang menawarkan dagangannya kepada saya. Susu kedelai dengan harga Rp.1.500,00 aku beli. Tapi tak lantas diminum, tak diamkan beberapa menit sebelum akhirnya dingin sendiri. Setelah setengah jam dari  trasnsaksi akhirnya susu tersebut saya minum. Rasanya anyep (tawar) tidak amis seperti susu hewan. Ya lumanyan lah pagi-pagi bisa menambah gizi.
Sebenarnya aku pagi ini tidak ingin membeli susu kedelai karena sebelumnya saya telah memanaskan air untuk membuat teh celup. Ya udahlah gak papa , lagian ibu penjual susu tersebut membutuhkan uang untuk menambah modalnya membuat susu. Walaupun demikian antara minum susu dengan minum teh buat saya sama nikmatnya. Susu memberikan protein dan minuman teh memberikan rasa segar. Entah apa yang terjadi tadi pagi sungguh sangat luar biasa. Ternyata teh yang saya minum nikmatnya minta ampun. Ini terjadi pada saat minuman teh saya campur dengan jeruk nipis. Rasanya antara kecut campur sedikit manis dan juga rasa pahit yang terdapat dalam teh begitu terasa. Sungguh luar biasa...
Jeruk nipis yang aku bawa dari kutowinangun telah mengubah rasa dan saya rasa tadi pagi nilai minum teh yang saya dapatkan lebih dari minum di restoran bintang lima. Rasa kecut jeruk nipis bercampur dengan manisnya gula dan juga pahitnya teh yang sengaja aku buat pekat tidak dapat menandingi minuman ditempat manapun, mungkin minuman yang seperti ini hanya ada didalam kamar kosku yang berukuran 3x3 ini.
Minuman teh  yang aku tadi pagi  buat, saya nyatakan sebagai sebuah invention yang dilakukan oleh saya. Penemuan besar banyak dari sesuatu yang tidak  sengaja misalnya penemuan magnet, penemuan Benua Amerika. Begitu juga dengan saya pada waktu itu secara tidak sengaja menemukan minuman yang begitu nikmat. Jika niu yu green tea seharaga Rp 5.000,00 dan frs tea juga berharga sama. Namun jika minuman saya ini dijual dengan kemasan dan volumen yang sama maka saya akan jual seharga Rp 6.000,00 dan ini menurut saya wajar karena rasanya yang begitu nikmat tak bisa diungkapkan dengan kata-kata.
Ingin sekali rasanya bisa membuat sebuah produk minuman seperti sosro, coca-cola, maupun garuda food yang sukses merajai pasar minuman di Indonesia. Soal bahan baku aku sendiri gak masalah, karena sumber utama dari pembuatan minuman adalah air. Air telah disediakan oleh Tuhan untuk bisa dimanfaatkan manusia untuk berbagai keperluan salah satu diantaranya adalah memenuhi kebutuhan tubuh ini akan proses biologis yang banyak ditopang oleh air.
Mungkin kalau air tidak masalah, tetapi yang menjadi masalah adalah pengolahannya. Butuh otak-otak yang cerdas untuk mampu mewujudkan mimpi ku itu. Tetapi apakah mungkin bisa sedangkan saya sendiri Cuma bisa buat teh atau minuman umum lainnya. Sedangkan agar suatu produk bisa masuk pasar dan diterima oleh konsumen membutuhkan strategi marketing yang sangat baik. Ya WALLLAH HU ALLAM..siapa tahu dengan tekad bulatku cita-cita bisa membuat perusahaan coca-cola nya Indonesia bisa terwujud.


THE ADVENTURES OF ALADDIN (old story)

                  THE ADVENTURES OF ALADDIN

   Once upon a time . . . a widow had an only son whose name was Aladdin. They
were very poor and lived from hand to mouth, though Aladdin did what he could
to earn some pennies, by picking bananas in faraway places.
   One day, as he was looking for wild figs in a grove some way from the town,
Aladdin met a mysterious stranger. This smartly dressed dark-eyed man with a
trim black beard and a splendid sapphire in his turban, asked Aladdin an
unusual question:
   "Come here, boy," he ordered. "How would you like to earn a silver penny?"
   "A silver penny!" exclaimed Aladdin. "Sir, I'd do anything for that kind of
payment."
   "I'm not going to ask you to do much. Just go down that manhole. I'm much
too big to squeeze through myself. If you do as I ask, you'll have your
reward." The stranger helped Aladdin lift the manhole cover, for it was very
heavy. Slim and agile as he was, the boy easily went down. His feet touched
stone and he carefully made his way down some steps . . . and found himself in
a large chamber. It seemed to sparkle, though dimly lit by the flickering
light of an old oil lamp. When Aladdin's eyes  became used to the gloom, he
saw a wonderful sight: trees dripping with glittering jewels, pots of gold and
caskets full of priceless gems. Thousands of precious objects lay scattered
about. It was a treasure trove! Unable to believe his eyes, Aladdin was
standing dazed when he heard a shout behind him.
   "The lamp! Put out the flame and bring me the lamp!" Surprised and
suspicious, for why should the stranger, out of all such a treasure want only
an old lamp, Aladdin wondered. Perhaps he was a wizard. He decided to be on
his guard. Picking up the lamp, he retraced his steps up to the entrance.
   "Give me the lamp," urged the wizard impatiently. "Hand it over," he began
to shout, thrusting out his arm to grab it, but Aladdin cautiously drew back.
   "Let me out first . . ."
   "Too bad for you," snapped the stranger, slamming down the manhole cover,
never noticing that, as he did so, a ring slid off his finger. A terrified
Aladdin was left in pitch darkness, wondering what the wizard would do next.
Then he trod on the ring. Aimlessly putting it on his finger, he twisted it
round and round. Suddenly the room was flooded with a rosy light and a great
genie with clasped hands appeared on a cloud.
   "At your command, sire," said the genie.
   Now astoundede, Aladdin could only stammer:
   "I want to go home!" In a flash he was back in his own home, though the
door wa tightly shut.
   "How did you get in?" called his mother from the kitchen stove, the minute
she set eyes on him. Excitedly, her son told her of his adventures.
   "Where's the silver coin?" his mother asked. Aladdin clapped a hand to his
brow. For all he had brought home was the old oil lamp "Oh, mother! I'm so
sorry. This is all I've got."
   "Well, let's hope it works. It's so dirty . . ." and the widow began to rub
the lamp.
   Suddenly out shot another genie, in a cloud of smoke.
   "You've set me free, after centuries! I was a prisoner in the lamp, waiting
to be freed by someone rubbing it. Now, I'm your obedient servant. Tell me
your wishes." And the genie bowed respectfully, awaiting Aladdin's orders. The
boy and his mother gaped wordlessly at this incredible apparition, then the
genie said with a hint of impatience in his voice.
   "I'm here at your command. Tell me what you want. Anything you like!"
Aladdin gulped, then said:
   "Bring us . . . bring . . ." His mother not having yet begun to cook the
dinner, went on to say: ". . . a lovely big meal."
   From that day on, the widow and her son had everything they could wish for:
food, clothes and a fine home, for the genie of the lamp granted them
everything they asked him. Aladdin grew into a tall handsome young man and his
mother felt that he ought to find himself a wife, sooner or later.
   One day, as he left the market, Aladdin happened to see the Sultan's
daughter Halima in her sedan chair being carried through the streets. He only
caught a fleeting glimpse of the princess, but it was enough for him to want
to marry her. Aladdin told his mother and she quickly said:
   "I'll ask the Sultan for his daughter's hand. He'll never be able to
refuse. Wait and see!"
   And indeed, the Sultan was easily persuaded by a casket full of big
diamonds to admit the widow to the palace. However, when he learned why she
had come, he told the widow that her son must bring proof of his power and
riches. This was mostly the Chamberlain's idea, for he himself was  eager to
marry the beautiful black-eyed Sultan's daughter.
   "If Aladdin wants to marry Halima,' said the Sultan, "he must send me forty
slaves tomorrow.Every slave must bring a box of precious stones. And forty
Arab warriors must escort the treasure."
   Aladdin's mother went sadly home. The genie of the magic lamp had already
worked wonders, but nothing like this. Aladdin however,when he heard the news,
was not at all dismayed. He picked up the lamp, rubbed it harder than ever and
told the genie what he required. The genie simply clapped his hands three
times. Forty slaves magically appeared, carrying the gemstones, together with
their escort of forty Arab warriors. When he saw all thls the next day, the
Sultan was taken aback. He never imagined such wealth could exist. Just as he
was about to accept Aladdin as his daughter's bridegroom, the envious
Chamberlain broke in with a question.
   "Where wlll they live?" he asked. The Sultan pondered for a moment, then
allowlng greed to get the better of hlm, he told Aladdin to build a great,
splendid palace for Halima. Aladdin went straight home and, in what was once a
wilderness, the genie built him a palace. The last obstacle had been overcome.
The wedding tbok place with great celebrations and the Sultan was especially
happy at finding such a rich and powerful son-in-law.
   News of Aladdin's sudden fortune and wealth spread like wildfire, until....
one day, a strange merchant stopped beneath the palace window.
   "Old lamps for new," he called to the princess, standing on the balcony.
Now, Aladdin had always kept his secret to himself. Only his mother knew it
and she had never told a soul. Halima, alas, had been kept in the dark. And
so, now, wanting to give Alladin a surprise as well  as make a good bargain,
she fetched the old oil lamp she had seen Aladdin tuck away, and gave it to
the merchant in exchange for a new one. The merchant quickly began to rub
it . . . and the genie was now at the service of the wizard who had got his
magic lamp back.
   In a second he whisked away all Aladdin's possessions and magically sent
the palace and the princess to an unknown land. Aladdin and the Sultan were at
their wits' end. Nobody knew what had happened. Only Aladdin knew it had
something to do with the magic lamp. But as he wept over the lost genie of
the lamp, he remembered the genie of the ring from the wizard's finger.
Slipping the ring on his finger, Aladdin twisted it round and round.
   "Take me to the place where the wizard has hidden my wife," he ordered the
genie. In a flash, he found himself inside his own palace, and peeping from
behind a curtain, he saw the wizard and the princess, now his servant.
   "Psst! Psst!" hissed Aladdin.
   "Aladdin! It's you . . .!"
   "Ssh. Don't let him hear you. Take this powder and put it into his tea.
Trust me." The powder quickly took effect and the wizard fell into a deep
sleep. Aladdin hunted for the lamp high and low, but it was nowere to be
seen.  But it had to be there. How, otherwise, had the wizard moved the
palace? As Aladdin gazed at his sleeping enemy, he thought of peering
underneath the pillow. "The lamp! At last," sighed Aladdin, hastily rubbing
it.
   "Welcome back, Master!" exclaimed the genie. "Why did you leave me at
another's service for so long?"
   "Welcome," replied Aladdin. "I'm glad to see you again. I've certainly
missed you! It's just as well I have you by me again."
   "At your command," smiled the genie.
   "First, put this wicked wizard in chains and take him far away where he'll
never be found again." The genie grinned with pleasure, nodded his head, and
the wizard vanished. Halima clutched Aladdin in fear:
   "What's going on? Who is that genie?"
   "Don't worry, everything is all right," Aladdin reassured her, as he told
his wife the whole story of how he had met the wizard and found the magic
lamp that had enabled him to marry her. Everything went back to normal and the
happy pair hugged each other tenderly.
   "Can we return to our own kingdom?" the princess asked timidly, thinking
of her father, so far away. Aladdin glanced at her with a smile.
   "The magic that brought you here will take you back, but with me at your
side, forever."
   The Sultan was almost ill with worry. His daughter had disappeared along
with the palace, and then his son-in-law had vanished too. Nobody knew where
they were, not even the wise men hastily called to the palace to divine what
had happened. The jealous Chamberlain kept on repeating:
   "I told you Aladdin's fortune couldn't last."
   Everyone had lost all hope of ever seeing the missing pair again, when far
away, Aladdin rubbed the magic lamp and said to the genie,
   "Take my wife, myself and the palace back to our own land, as fast as you
can."
   "In a flash, Sire," replied the genie. At the snap of a finger, the palace
rose into the air and sped over the Sultan's kingdom, above the heads of his
astonished subjects. It gently floated down to earth and landed on its old
site. Aladdin and Halima rushed to embrace the Sultan.
   To this very day, in that distant country, you can still admire the traces
of an ancient palace which folk call the palace that came from the skies.  
.
                  THE ADVENTURES OF ALADDIN

   Once upon a time . . . a widow had an only son whose name was Aladdin. They
were very poor and lived from hand to mouth, though Aladdin did what he could
to earn some pennies, by picking bananas in faraway places.
   One day, as he was looking for wild figs in a grove some way from the town,
Aladdin met a mysterious stranger. This smartly dressed dark-eyed man with a
trim black beard and a splendid sapphire in his turban, asked Aladdin an
unusual question:
   "Come here, boy," he ordered. "How would you like to earn a silver penny?"
   "A silver penny!" exclaimed Aladdin. "Sir, I'd do anything for that kind of
payment."
   "I'm not going to ask you to do much. Just go down that manhole. I'm much
too big to squeeze through myself. If you do as I ask, you'll have your
reward." The stranger helped Aladdin lift the manhole cover, for it was very
heavy. Slim and agile as he was, the boy easily went down. His feet touched
stone and he carefully made his way down some steps . . . and found himself in
a large chamber. It seemed to sparkle, though dimly lit by the flickering
light of an old oil lamp. When Aladdin's eyes  became used to the gloom, he
saw a wonderful sight: trees dripping with glittering jewels, pots of gold and
caskets full of priceless gems. Thousands of precious objects lay scattered
about. It was a treasure trove! Unable to believe his eyes, Aladdin was
standing dazed when he heard a shout behind him.
   "The lamp! Put out the flame and bring me the lamp!" Surprised and
suspicious, for why should the stranger, out of all such a treasure want only
an old lamp, Aladdin wondered. Perhaps he was a wizard. He decided to be on
his guard. Picking up the lamp, he retraced his steps up to the entrance.
   "Give me the lamp," urged the wizard impatiently. "Hand it over," he began
to shout, thrusting out his arm to grab it, but Aladdin cautiously drew back.
   "Let me out first . . ."
   "Too bad for you," snapped the stranger, slamming down the manhole cover,
never noticing that, as he did so, a ring slid off his finger. A terrified
Aladdin was left in pitch darkness, wondering what the wizard would do next.
Then he trod on the ring. Aimlessly putting it on his finger, he twisted it
round and round. Suddenly the room was flooded with a rosy light and a great
genie with clasped hands appeared on a cloud.
   "At your command, sire," said the genie.
   Now astoundede, Aladdin could only stammer:
   "I want to go home!" In a flash he was back in his own home, though the
door wa tightly shut.
   "How did you get in?" called his mother from the kitchen stove, the minute
she set eyes on him. Excitedly, her son told her of his adventures.
   "Where's the silver coin?" his mother asked. Aladdin clapped a hand to his
brow. For all he had brought home was the old oil lamp "Oh, mother! I'm so
sorry. This is all I've got."
   "Well, let's hope it works. It's so dirty . . ." and the widow began to rub
the lamp.
   Suddenly out shot another genie, in a cloud of smoke.
   "You've set me free, after centuries! I was a prisoner in the lamp, waiting
to be freed by someone rubbing it. Now, I'm your obedient servant. Tell me
your wishes." And the genie bowed respectfully, awaiting Aladdin's orders. The
boy and his mother gaped wordlessly at this incredible apparition, then the
genie said with a hint of impatience in his voice.
   "I'm here at your command. Tell me what you want. Anything you like!"
Aladdin gulped, then said:
   "Bring us . . . bring . . ." His mother not having yet begun to cook the
dinner, went on to say: ". . . a lovely big meal."
   From that day on, the widow and her son had everything they could wish for:
food, clothes and a fine home, for the genie of the lamp granted them
everything they asked him. Aladdin grew into a tall handsome young man and his
mother felt that he ought to find himself a wife, sooner or later.
   One day, as he left the market, Aladdin happened to see the Sultan's
daughter Halima in her sedan chair being carried through the streets. He only
caught a fleeting glimpse of the princess, but it was enough for him to want
to marry her. Aladdin told his mother and she quickly said:
   "I'll ask the Sultan for his daughter's hand. He'll never be able to
refuse. Wait and see!"
   And indeed, the Sultan was easily persuaded by a casket full of big
diamonds to admit the widow to the palace. However, when he learned why she
had come, he told the widow that her son must bring proof of his power and
riches. This was mostly the Chamberlain's idea, for he himself was  eager to
marry the beautiful black-eyed Sultan's daughter.
   "If Aladdin wants to marry Halima,' said the Sultan, "he must send me forty
slaves tomorrow.Every slave must bring a box of precious stones. And forty
Arab warriors must escort the treasure."
   Aladdin's mother went sadly home. The genie of the magic lamp had already
worked wonders, but nothing like this. Aladdin however,when he heard the news,
was not at all dismayed. He picked up the lamp, rubbed it harder than ever and
told the genie what he required. The genie simply clapped his hands three
times. Forty slaves magically appeared, carrying the gemstones, together with
their escort of forty Arab warriors. When he saw all thls the next day, the
Sultan was taken aback. He never imagined such wealth could exist. Just as he
was about to accept Aladdin as his daughter's bridegroom, the envious
Chamberlain broke in with a question.
   "Where wlll they live?" he asked. The Sultan pondered for a moment, then
allowlng greed to get the better of hlm, he told Aladdin to build a great,
splendid palace for Halima. Aladdin went straight home and, in what was once a
wilderness, the genie built him a palace. The last obstacle had been overcome.
The wedding tbok place with great celebrations and the Sultan was especially
happy at finding such a rich and powerful son-in-law.
   News of Aladdin's sudden fortune and wealth spread like wildfire, until....
one day, a strange merchant stopped beneath the palace window.
   "Old lamps for new," he called to the princess, standing on the balcony.
Now, Aladdin had always kept his secret to himself. Only his mother knew it
and she had never told a soul. Halima, alas, had been kept in the dark. And
so, now, wanting to give Alladin a surprise as well  as make a good bargain,
she fetched the old oil lamp she had seen Aladdin tuck away, and gave it to
the merchant in exchange for a new one. The merchant quickly began to rub
it . . . and the genie was now at the service of the wizard who had got his
magic lamp back.
   In a second he whisked away all Aladdin's possessions and magically sent
the palace and the princess to an unknown land. Aladdin and the Sultan were at
their wits' end. Nobody knew what had happened. Only Aladdin knew it had
something to do with the magic lamp. But as he wept over the lost genie of
the lamp, he remembered the genie of the ring from the wizard's finger.
Slipping the ring on his finger, Aladdin twisted it round and round.
   "Take me to the place where the wizard has hidden my wife," he ordered the
genie. In a flash, he found himself inside his own palace, and peeping from
behind a curtain, he saw the wizard and the princess, now his servant.
   "Psst! Psst!" hissed Aladdin.
   "Aladdin! It's you . . .!"
   "Ssh. Don't let him hear you. Take this powder and put it into his tea.
Trust me." The powder quickly took effect and the wizard fell into a deep
sleep. Aladdin hunted for the lamp high and low, but it was nowere to be
seen.  But it had to be there. How, otherwise, had the wizard moved the
palace? As Aladdin gazed at his sleeping enemy, he thought of peering
underneath the pillow. "The lamp! At last," sighed Aladdin, hastily rubbing
it.
   "Welcome back, Master!" exclaimed the genie. "Why did you leave me at
another's service for so long?"
   "Welcome," replied Aladdin. "I'm glad to see you again. I've certainly
missed you! It's just as well I have you by me again."
   "At your command," smiled the genie.
   "First, put this wicked wizard in chains and take him far away where he'll
never be found again." The genie grinned with pleasure, nodded his head, and
the wizard vanished. Halima clutched Aladdin in fear:
   "What's going on? Who is that genie?"
   "Don't worry, everything is all right," Aladdin reassured her, as he told
his wife the whole story of how he had met the wizard and found the magic
lamp that had enabled him to marry her. Everything went back to normal and the
happy pair hugged each other tenderly.
   "Can we return to our own kingdom?" the princess asked timidly, thinking
of her father, so far away. Aladdin glanced at her with a smile.
   "The magic that brought you here will take you back, but with me at your
side, forever."
   The Sultan was almost ill with worry. His daughter had disappeared along
with the palace, and then his son-in-law had vanished too. Nobody knew where
they were, not even the wise men hastily called to the palace to divine what
had happened. The jealous Chamberlain kept on repeating:
   "I told you Aladdin's fortune couldn't last."
   Everyone had lost all hope of ever seeing the missing pair again, when far
away, Aladdin rubbed the magic lamp and said to the genie,
   "Take my wife, myself and the palace back to our own land, as fast as you
can."
   "In a flash, Sire," replied the genie. At the snap of a finger, the palace
rose into the air and sped over the Sultan's kingdom, above the heads of his
astonished subjects. It gently floated down to earth and landed on its old
site. Aladdin and Halima rushed to embrace the Sultan.
   To this very day, in that distant country, you can still admire the traces
of an ancient palace which folk call the palace that came from the skies.  
.

ALI AND THE SULTAN'S SADDLE (old story)

ALI AND THE SULTAN'S SADDLE

Once upon a time . . . there lived a very powerful Sultan whose kingdom
stretched to the edges of the desert. One of his subjects was called Ali, a
man who enjoyed making fun of his ruler. He invented all sorts of tales about
the Sultan and his Court, and folk would roar with laughter at his jokes.
Indeed, Ali became so well known, that people pointed him out in the street
and chuckled.
Ali's fun at the Sultan's expense reached the point where the Sultan
himself heard about it. Angry and insulted, he ordered the guards to bring the
joker before him.
"I shall punish him for his cheek," said the Sultan eagerly, as he rubbed
his hands, thinking of the good whipping he was about to administer.
But when Ali was brought before him, he bowed so low that his forehead
scraped the floor. Giving the Sultan no time to open his mouth, Ali said:
"Sire! Please let me thank you for granting my dearest wish: to look upon
you in person and tell you how greatly I admire your wisdom and handsome
figure. I've written a poem about you. May I recite it to you?"
Overwhelmed by this stream of words and delighted at Ali's unexpected
praise, the Sultan told him to recite his poem. In actual fact, Ali hadn't
written a single word, so he had to invent it as he went along, and this he
did, loudly comparing the Sultan's splendour to that of the sun, his strength
to that of the tempest and his voice to the sound of the wind. Everyone
applauded and cheered. Now quite charmed, the Sultan forgot why he had called
Ali before him, and clapped at the end of the poem in his honour.
"Well done!" he cried. "You're a fine poet and deserve a reward. Choose one
of these saddles as payment for your ability." Ali picked up a donkey's saddle
and, thanking the Sultan, he hurried out of the palace with the saddle on his
back. When people saw him rush along, they all asked him:
"Ali, where are you going with that donkey's saddle on your back?"
"I've just recited a poem in honour of the Sultan, and he's given me one of
his own robes as a reward!"
And winking Ali pointed to the saddle!
.

Selasa, 13 April 2010

3 # Aristotle "ON YOUTH AND OLD AGE, ON LIFE AND DEATH, ON BREATHING"





The same phenomenon is evident both in plants and in animals, and in plants we note it both in their propagation by seed and in grafts and cuttings. Genesis from seeds always starts from the middle. All seeds are bivalvular, and the place of junction is situated at the point of attachment (to the plant), an intermediate part belonging to both halves. It is from this part that both root and stem of growing things emerge; the starting-point is in a central position between them. In the case of grafts and cuttings this is particularly true of the buds; for the bud is in a way the starting-point of the branch, but at the same time it is in a central position. Hence it is either this that is cut off, or into this that the new shoot is inserted, when we wish either a new branch or a new root to spring from it; which proves that the point of origin in growth is intermediate between stem and root. Likewise in sanguineous animals the heart is the first organ developed; this is evident from what has been observed in those cases where observation of their growth is possible. Hence in bloodless animals also what corresponds to the heart must develop first. We have already asserted in our treatise on The Parts of Animals that it is from the heart that the veins issue, and that in sanguineous animals the blood is the final nutriment from which the members are formed. Hence it is clear that there is one function in nutrition which the mouth has the faculty of performing, and a different one appertaining to the stomach. But it is the heart that
has supreme control, exercising an additional and completing function. Hence in sanguineous animals the source both of the sensitive and of the nutritive soul must be in the heart, for the functions relative to nutrition exercised by the other parts are ancillary to the activity of the heart. It is the part of the dominating organ to achieve the final result, as of the physician's efforts to be directed towards health, and not to be occupied with subordinate offices. Certainly, however, all saguineous animals have the supreme organ of the sensefaculties in the heart, for it is here that we must look for the common sensorium belonging to all the sense-organs. These in two cases, taste and touch, can be clearly seen to extend to the
heart, and hence the others also must lead to it, for in it the other organs may possibly initiate changes, whereas with the upper region of the body taste and touch have no connexion. Apart from these considerations, if the life is always located in this part, evidently the principle of sensation must be situated there too, for it is qua animal that an animal is said to be a living thing, and it is called animal because endowed with sensation. Elsewhere in other works we have stated the reasons why some of the sense-organs are, as is evident, connected with the heart, while others are situated in the head. (It is this fact that causes some people to think that it is in virtue of the brain that the function of perception belongs to
animals.)






Aristotle "ON YOUTH AND OLD AGE, ON LIFE AND DEATH, ON BREATHING"





All perfectly formed animals are to be divided into three parts, one that by which food is taken in, one that by which excrement is discharged, and the third the region intermediate between them. In the largest animals this latter is called the chest and in the others something corresponding; in some also it is more distinctly marked off than in others. All those also that are capable of progression have additional members subservient to this purpose, by means of which they bear the whole trunk, to wit legs and feet and whatever parts are possessed of the same powers. Now it is evident both by observation and by inference that the source of the nutritive soul is in the midst of the three parts. For many animals, when either part-the head or the receptacle of the food-is cut off, retain life in that member to which the middle remains attached. This can be seen to occur in many insects, e.g. wasps and bees, and many animals also besides insects can, though divided, continue to live by means of the part connected with nutrition. While this member is indeed in actuality single, yet potentially it is multiple, for these animals have a constitution similar to that of Plants; plants when cut into sections continue to live, and a number of trees can be derived from one single source. A separate account will be given of the reason why some plants cannot live when divided, while others can be propagated by the taking of slips. In this respect, however, plants and insects are alike. It is true that the nutritive soul, in beings possessing it, while actually single must be potentially plural. And it is too with the principle of sensation, for evidently the divided segments of these animals have sensation. They are unable, however, to preserve their constitution, as plants can, not possessing the organs on which the continuance of life depends, for some lack the means for seizing, others for receiving their food; or again they may be destitute of other organs as well. Divisible animals are like a number of animals grown together, but animals of superior construction behave differently because their constitution is a unity of the highest possible kind. Hence some of the organs on division display slight sensitiveness because they retain some psychical susceptibility; the animals continue to move after the vitals have been abstracted: tortoises, for example, do so even after the heart has been removed.






1 # Aristotle "ON YOUTH AND OLD AGE, ON LIFE AND DEATH, ON BREATHING"





WE must now treat of youth and old age and life and death. We must probably also at the same time state the causes of respiration as well, since in some cases living and the reverse depend on this. We have elsewhere given a precise account of the soul, and while it is clear that its essential reality cannot be corporeal, yet manifestly it must exist in some bodily part which must be one of those possessing control over the members. Let us for the present set aside the other divisions or faculties of the soul (whichever of the two be the correct name). But as to being what is called an animal and a living thing, we find that in all beings endowed with both characteristics (viz. being an animal and being alive) there must be a single identical part in virtue of which they live and are called animals; for an animal qua animal cannot avoid being alive. But athing need not, though alive, be animal, for plants live without having sensation, and it is by sensation that we distinguish animal from what is not animal. This organ, then, must be numerically one and the same and yet possess multiple and disparate aspects, for being animal and living are not identical. Since then the organs of special sensation have one common organ in which the senses when functioning must meet, and this must be situated midway between what is called before and behind (we call 'before' the direction from which sensation comes, 'behind' the opposite), further, since in all living things the body is divided into upper and lower (they all have upper and lower parts, so that this is true of plants as well), clearly the nutritive principle must be situated midway between these regions. That part where food enters we call upper, considering it by itself and not relatively to the surrounding universe, while downward is that part by which the primary excrement is discharged. Plants are the reverse of animals in this respect. To man in particular among the animals, on account of his erect stature, belongs the characteristic of having his upper parts pointing upwards in the sense in which that applies to the universe, while in the others these are in an intermediate position. But in plants, owing to their being stationary and drawing their sustenance from the ground, the upper part must always be down; for there is a correspondence between the roots in a plant and what is called the mouth in animals, by means of which they take in their food, whether the source of supply be the earth or each other's bodies.





Jumat, 09 April 2010

Mengapa sih Facebook terus

Keharusan untuk membuka situs Facebok saat  berinternet merupakan telah menjadikannya menjadi budaya masa dalam dunia maya. Membuka situs jejaring social seperti Facebook bukanlah suatu keharusan karena banyak juga orang yang sedang bekerja di kantor namun diusahakan untuk mengakses situs jejaring social tersebut. penelitian yang dilakukan bahwa orang membeli Blackberry bukan saja karena fitur canggih yang bisa digunakan untuk beragam hal tetapi karena untuk alasan agar bisa menggunakan Facebook dengan nyaman. Biaya yang dikeluarkan untuk mendapat teknologi tetapi teknologi tersebut digunakan bukan berdasar fungsi aslinya tetapi digunakan untuk mendapatkan layanan pertemanan dengan teman-teman mereka yang ada di Facebook. Ada sebuah penelitian di inggris menyebutkan bahwa Sebanyak 50 persen dari sekitar 1460 pekerja yang disurvei mengaku selalu mengakses Twitter dan Facebook selama hari kerja. Tiap-tiap pekerja juga mengaku menghabiskan waktu sekira 40 menit per pekan. Artinya waktu 40 menit selama sepekan dianggap terbuang percuma. Survei juga mengungkapkan, sepertiga dari seluruh responden itu seringkali memposting informasi sensitif perusahaan di situs jejaring sosial. Ada orang yang memperkirkan karena orang sering menggunakan Facebook Negara Britania tersebut di perkirakan mengalami kerugian sebesar 1,38 miliar poundsterling per tahun karena Facebook dinilai menurunkan produktivitas karyawan[1]


[1] http://www.reep.web.id/twitter-facebook-berpotensi-rugikan-ekonomi-negara.htm. diakses pada 8 januari 2009

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