This time it´s a story that happened to me some time ago. A friend from abroad who used to volunteer in the city I used to live at that moment. Thinking the whole story through our relationship is kind of funny.
He is one of my male friends where I believed, it is possible to have a friendship with a boy. He would never fall in love with me. Turns out I was wrong. … More Don´t make feelings complicating things
Everyone has a dark side. Even the most happy, most perfect seeming people. Yesterday we had a get-together where we talked about Tazkiya – the purification of the heart- and had a psychologist as speaker. The session started by a self-task: Look back at the last two weeks and think about how your relation was … More Reconnect to ourselves
Bismillahi-rahmani-rahim 2018 is over. A year full of…everything – happy, sad, amazing moments. A ton of new experiences, new and old people and places. 2018 was definitly a special year for. Thus I thought it deserves a special entry. First, why do I call it “The Dream Year”? Because this year was supposed to make … More 2018 – The Dream Year
When they ask you “Where are you from?” You answer with the city you live or was raised. Then they ask “But where are you originally from?” and you are just like “I am born in Germany.” “But where are your parents from?” And then you got to explain them the whole story. Especially as … More Torn – Being a mixed child
After being 9 months abroad, travelling through Asia, I am back home now which feels totally weird. Although I often refused to call my return “going home” in the end it´s the right description I guess. Being here again, in the house where I´ve grown up, where everything is so familiar, I can´t call it anything else than home. And now I am sitting here at 3am and it feels like waking up out from a really long dream, so far, so unreal. One of those dreams where you wish to just go back to sleep and continue dreaming. But even if you would do so, you´ll never find yourserlf in the same dream again. Cause it´s a one time event, a one time experience. Like memories, you can remember them but you´ll never be able to back to that moment.
… More The Journey Home
Usually I don´t write a lot about my daily life. Or do I?
However, my last week, or rather last weeks (in plural) were quiet weird. Weird in which way? In all possible ways I guess. Full of stress, tears, laughter, love, all kind of emotions, experiences and lessons. Especially because of the last one I thought about writing it down. For myself on the one hand, to remember what I learned out of those weird days, and on the other hand in hope that someone can take a benefit out of it.
A summary in quotes:
Jodoh itu ga kemana. Pasti ketemu lagi.
Orang yang kita suka belum tentu baik untuk kita. Jangan terlalu percaya kepada perasaan. Allah Maha Tau. Maka percayalah apa yang Allah rencanakan bagi kita itu pasti baik.
Sebagus apapun sebuah tempat, tidak bakal memberi kebahagiaan jika kamu tidak mendapatkan cinta disana.
Mungkin agak serem jalan sendiri tapi lebih serem dapat dosa jalan berduaan.
I guess sometimes it´s okay to lose something. Because when it returns to you, you appreciate it even more.
Enjoy reading! … More A weird week
Di post terakhir (which that seems like ages ago) aku cerita tentang arti pahlawan dan apa yang membuat seseorang layak untuk dipanggil pahlawan menurutku. Kali ini aku ingin cerita tentang pahlawan pertama dalam hidupku. Seorang pahlawan yang kita semua miliki. Pahlawanku adalah Ibuku. Setiap Ibu punya cerita pengorbanan sendiri dan setiap anak punya cerita perjuangan seorang ibu di balik hidupnya. Nah, ini adalah cerita perjuangan Ibuku yang membuatnya menjadi seorang pahlawan bagi ku dan juga mengapa dia menjadi insipirasi utamaku… … More Pahlawanku – Awal Cerita
The last week I had probably the happiest days in the last several… maybe month. Why? Bukan karena ketemu doi (emang ada doi? Ya tergantung definisi sih). Atau mungkin juga karena ketemu doi
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I went to my parents home for the weekend and on one day there was a pengajian[1] (or sohbet in turkish), where I met again with my three beloved kiddos (the children of my mother´s friend that I know since their birth and I used to take care of sometimes) after I haven´t seen them for several month. … More Going to the woods / A day out with the kids
Another story of my school time a few years later than the first one. Keitaka kelas 7 aku ada sahabat dan kita berdua ga suka sama cowo. Tapi satu saat dia bilang, let´s call her Laila, dia suka sama adek kelas. Adek kelas yang ikut satu geng yang kita suka gosipin karena kita ga suka … More Sahabatku jatuh cinta?
Pertanyaan yang pasti muncul setiap kali aku ke Indonesia dan rasanya ini salah satu pertanyaan yang paling sering di tanya, adalah: “Nisa punya pacar ga?” Dan jawaban aku selalu sama: “Ga punya.” Dan ini juga ga akan berubah. Dulu kalau ditanya “Kenapa?” aku biasanya jawab “Karena ga mau.” Aku masih ingat banget hari kedua SMA … More Ko ga pacaran? Cowo bule kan ganteng
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