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white sand,

white wave,

white sound,

white sunshine,

I had lost all the color to draw

all the dreams for your night

Kyoto, 30 June 2005

Wina SW1

(published on Nafas Tanah Rencong, an anthology of poems from Aceh, 1992)

GARIS

terkadang jarak yang tidak mungkin kita tembusi

sehingga kita berkencan dengan waktu

dan orang-orang menatapnya penuh tanda tanya

kita juga terlalu suka bercermin di kaca yang sama

jadi kita tidak pernah tahu

mengapa wajah kita jadi berbeda

di cermin yang mereka pasang

rasanya, kita tidak perlu mendakwa Tuhan

buat menghukum  mereka

lebih baik, kita terus saja berlayar

bercinta di atas angin

dan menelan rindu yang ada diam-diam

Hidup juga tidak bisa berbuat lain

apalagi mereka.

(rindu ke empat, 1989)

Wina SW1

KULIHAT SEPOTONG WAJAH TERGANTUNG

DI BATAS WAKTU

kulihat sepotong wajah tergantung

di batas waktu

separuhnya retak-retak

kalau cuma ini,

untuk apa sekian waktu

kaupajang wajahku di sana, Tuhan?

(Tahun ke-20, Februari 1989)

Wina SW1

KEPADA NEGERIKU

negeriku,

menyaksikan mereka menikam ribuan

pisau ke tubuhmu

aku hanya diam

(darahku pun memerahi tanahmu)

menyaksikan mereka menghanguskan

hijaumu

aku hanya terpaku

(kulitku pun melepuh)

menyaksikan mereka mengimpit

rakyatmu

aku hanya bisu

(aku pun kehilangan gerakku)

negeriku,

aku malu mengungkapkan rasa cintaku

karena aku tak bisa berbuat apa-apa

kecuali menuangkannya dalam kata

agar kelak anak-anakku

memahaminya

(Mata Ie, November 1997)

Wina SW1

Perjalanan

langkah-langkah yang telah dimulakan

harus terus diayunkan

sampai ke titik paling akhir

di mana langkah tak lagi berarah

dan panjang tak lagi berjarak

tak perlu kautakuti malam

karena fajar pasti akan mengakhiri

dan menghadirkan pagi bersamanya.

(Mata Ie, prajab: November 1997)

Sunday, 26 June 2005

Today, 6 months ago…

Everyday is a great day to remember. But, not everyday a big change was happened to the world, not a day where most of people in the world will remember. It is only doing when something great was happened. Something that history will note forever. A glory day or tragedy.

Today, six months ago…

26 December 2004

around 7 in the morning

One sunny Sunday morning in coastal area around

Indian Ocean

and Malacca strait, everyone started their day like usual. In my home town, Aceh, people are wake up, prayers, prepare breakfast for family, go to the morning market for selling or buying something, go to work, picnic to the beach with family or friends, prepared the wedding ceremony, doing sport, playing, sitting and chatting in the coffee shop or continue their sleep.

Suddenly, big earthquakes occur somewhere near

Simeulu

Island

in

Indian Ocean

. Everybody was surprised and go outside their place. Some building were destroyed, some people was shocked or injured. And then, almost everybody lips, starting zikir and said the God’s name. “Lailahaillallah…..! Allahu Akbar…! Subhanallah…!”God, please help us! Please take care of us!

When the movements stop, people start to find out what was happened. Everybody tried to contact or visited their relatives’ house. Try to find, all of them are okay. Some people, back to work or try to fix their own house and properties. Some others go around seeing how the earthquakes affected the town. Almost nobody knows　the other big thing will occur soon.

People in around the beaches feel strange when they saw the sea water becomes neap. But, they do not run. They come close to see what was happened. Some of them try to catch the fish that left by the water in the sand. They really do not know that water will come to the land with maximum power to destroy everything. When they know, it was too late. The tidal waves come to the land with height higher than coconut tree and power three times compare with shinkansen speed. Everybody was surprised and try to run away. Some people go inside their house. But, tsunami wipes them all. Not only people were sweeping, but trees, building and everything. Everything was going so fast, so strong, and so high. Something unbelievable, that we only saw in the movie.

Only a few minutes, everything was change.

A beautiful place became to the hell. Many people lost their life, families and everything. People who had survived try to find their love ones. But it is almost impossible. So many dead bodies, so many wastes, and so many places were destroyed. And most of the bodies were difficult to identify.

Lost in paradise.
Paradise was lost, too. The wave took everything you hated and loved.

Today, Sunday, 26 June 2005
Six months after the tragedy happened. One sunny Sunday morning. But everything had changed. Coastal area almost cleaned up. No more three, no more house. The waves still run from the sea to the beach. Although, it is hard to face, everybody starting to continue their life. Start to build a future. Back to their land and start to build a new place to stay. Inside their heart, all the memories and loves still remained. Forever.

Six months, short time, but a long way to go. There are so many things should to be fixed and recovered. Especially, our heart and lifes. But we believe, You never let us alone in the dark, God!
We believe, You had prepared a great plan for our future. Amin.

a day to remember….
never stop to pray and sending the love for everyone

RETAK

Cerita: Wina SW1

              Langit merona, cahaya berpendaran. Bulan purnama!

Udara juga tidak terlalu dingin. Maka kubiarkan jendela terbuka lebar-lebar. Angin berhembus perlahan, memainkan tirai yang sudah kusibak habis. Cahaya bulan pun tanpa malu-malu menerobos masuk ke kamarku. Pantulan cahayanya menimbulkan kilauan yang indah saat menyentuh kristal-kristal yang berserakan di lantai. Kamar gelap tanpa lampu seketika menjadi indah. Seperti lampu-lampu di

Las Vegas

saat terbang di atasnya. Atau seperti kilauan bintang di malam gelap tanpa purnama.

              Kilau cahaya itu tetap saja tak cukup kuat untuk mencairkan kebekuan dan menghalau kesuraman yang bertahta. Begitu juga dengan hembusan angin yang kini menyentuh rambut dan pipiku. Belaiannya tak mampu mengusir apa yang kurasakan malah semakin menyakitkan, karena sekarang, dingin ikut masuk ke dalamnya.

Aku merasakan gelap dan dingin menggumpal, memenuhi setiap ruang dalam dadaku. Tak ada lagi air mata. Semua ikut mengkristal dan berserak di mana-mana. Pecahan kristal yang ada dalam dada malah lebih menyakitkan. Mereka tak saja menyesakkan tapi juga mengiris-iris dan menyisakan perih yang tak tergambarkan. Rasa sakit, kecewa, lelah, amarah bercampur aduk, ikut menggunung bersamanya.

              Ingin rasanya berteriak, tapi aku tak lagi punya kekuatan apapun. Sekalipun untuk membuka mulut dan menggerakkan tubuh. Benar-benar tanpa daya. Lebih gelap dari gelap itu sendiri.

              Cahaya bulan masih saja masuk ke kamarku. Tirai jendela berwarna putih juga masih menari-nari dipermainkan angin. Pecahan kristal masih tak bosannya memancarkan kilaunya. Andaikan saja, aku mampu menahan kilau itu dan membesarkannya? Andai kilau itu cukup kuat untuk mencahayai kamarku dan mengalirkan panasnya? Andai saja aku mampu melakukannya. Ah, memikirkan untuk berandai-andai pun, aku sudah tak sanggup.

              Aku duduk diam di sudut kamar, memandangi kristal-kristal itu.

              Kristal-kristal yang tetap cantik walaupun sudah terpecah belah.

              Kristalku!

(bersambung)

Research and Training

1.        Research student, Laboratory of Environmental Process Engineering, Graduate School of Chemical Engineering, Kyoto University (April 1999-March 2000)

2.        Intensive Japanese Language Course, Foreign Student Center Kyoto University (April-October 1999)

3.        Pre-overseas training, Institute Pertanian Bogor (Bogor University of Agriculture), Bogor (July-December 1998)

4.        Syllabus preparation training for Lecture Staff, Syiah Kuala University, Banda Aceh (1998)

5.        Prajabatan dan wajib militer (Pre-employee and military training), Mata Ie, Banda Aceh (1997)

6.        Writing workshop for Journalist, Gramedia, Jakarta(1996)

7.        John Robert Powers Jakarta (1995)

8.        Penataran P4 100 jam, Syiah Kuala University (1987)

9.        Youth Red Cross Pilot Project Workshop, Banda Aceh (1986)

Work History

1995-1996  Journalist, Tiara Life-style Magazine (Gramedia Group) in Jakarta

1997-now Lecturer staff, Department of Chemical Engineering, Faculty of Engineering, Syiah Kuala University

EDUCATION

1975         Kindegarden: TK Beurawe, B.Aceh

1981         Elementary school: SD Pocut Meuligou B. Aceh

1984         Junior high school: SMP Negeri 2 Banda Aceh
1987         High school: SMA Negeri 3 Banda Aceh

• Master of Agriculture, Graduate School of Agriculture, Division of Applied Life Science, Kyoto University (2002)

• Doctor Course student at Graduate School of Agriculture, Division of Applied Life Science, Kyoto University (2002-now)