Its been too long since i've decided to stop writing about love. At that time, I felt so fed up with it. I've had enough of its pain. But now, here I am. digging the memory and the feeling i once had for love. Funny, I know. But I think its time to come back.
You might ask why. Well The simplest answer is that i found love again. Acctually, to be more precise, the word is re-found. And I found it in the last place i might search last. Twitter.
It was all begin with a boring day. After a long session patching up the song me and my band arrange (hopefully it'll be done soon) i found nothing to do. My business have been taken care of, and MS Flight SimX is kinda bit "not the right" thing with the mood. So I fired up the Seesmic I had lying around for some times. then @dinosalurus comes up with suggestion to search #soalCinta. thats the ignition for me.
Reading through the #soalCINTA timeline, is like reading my youth. so many people asking about what to do with love but there are a few people providing answer for them. some even made jokes out of it. It might looked funny for some to read about that question, sometimes it even looked ridiculous. but, don't they know that these people really need an answer? (well, atleast some of em) So, I thought why not trying to answer their question with my past experiences?
Ten minutes later, i found my self busy answering every question i can find in the hastag's timeline. turns out some of em accepting my answers and some even ask deeper. "Hey, i'm not an expert." i remembered i answered with that sentence once. but they don't care.
The next morning I found my self firing up seesmic again once my desktop start. LOL. theres a bit of satisfaction in answering their question. but, the more i get deeper in this thing i realize one thing. there is very little response from the owner or the starter or whatever of the hastag. There are so many question laying around unanswered. I tried to answer one by one.
It don't took that long to realize that some of them seems affraid to share deeper in order to provide more data for me to answer their problem. Yes, I know, I'M NOT AN EXPERT. All i do is answering them with my objectivity and experiences. but i think its better then nothing. those people needed to share their feeling. coz i know how it feel.
after hundreds of answer and even hundreds more discussion and sharings, i decided to make a new account by the name of @ttgcinta. (aboutlove). the feedback turns out positive. i found out they finds it easier to talk to some looked-like-bot account. some even asking if they can share their problems to me. So i said, go on. but i'm only human. don't expect too much.
Now, after thousands of post, and all the sharing, I found love is still in my heart, and i need to share it differently. :) so many people are still lost about the meaning of love. so many people is still unable to bear the pain love brought. and not for long i found someone quiet special. =) not yet, but also not sure.
I'm still human, myself. I, myself still searching the meaning of love. hopefully, this will be an accelerator to found happiness this thing called love keep hiding for me and other. Its really a ridle. the second best riddle after life. :)
You might ask why. Well The simplest answer is that i found love again. Acctually, to be more precise, the word is re-found. And I found it in the last place i might search last. Twitter.
It was all begin with a boring day. After a long session patching up the song me and my band arrange (hopefully it'll be done soon) i found nothing to do. My business have been taken care of, and MS Flight SimX is kinda bit "not the right" thing with the mood. So I fired up the Seesmic I had lying around for some times. then @dinosalurus comes up with suggestion to search #soalCinta. thats the ignition for me.
Reading through the #soalCINTA timeline, is like reading my youth. so many people asking about what to do with love but there are a few people providing answer for them. some even made jokes out of it. It might looked funny for some to read about that question, sometimes it even looked ridiculous. but, don't they know that these people really need an answer? (well, atleast some of em) So, I thought why not trying to answer their question with my past experiences?
Ten minutes later, i found my self busy answering every question i can find in the hastag's timeline. turns out some of em accepting my answers and some even ask deeper. "Hey, i'm not an expert." i remembered i answered with that sentence once. but they don't care.
The next morning I found my self firing up seesmic again once my desktop start. LOL. theres a bit of satisfaction in answering their question. but, the more i get deeper in this thing i realize one thing. there is very little response from the owner or the starter or whatever of the hastag. There are so many question laying around unanswered. I tried to answer one by one.
It don't took that long to realize that some of them seems affraid to share deeper in order to provide more data for me to answer their problem. Yes, I know, I'M NOT AN EXPERT. All i do is answering them with my objectivity and experiences. but i think its better then nothing. those people needed to share their feeling. coz i know how it feel.
after hundreds of answer and even hundreds more discussion and sharings, i decided to make a new account by the name of @ttgcinta. (aboutlove). the feedback turns out positive. i found out they finds it easier to talk to some looked-like-bot account. some even asking if they can share their problems to me. So i said, go on. but i'm only human. don't expect too much.
Now, after thousands of post, and all the sharing, I found love is still in my heart, and i need to share it differently. :) so many people are still lost about the meaning of love. so many people is still unable to bear the pain love brought. and not for long i found someone quiet special. =) not yet, but also not sure.
I'm still human, myself. I, myself still searching the meaning of love. hopefully, this will be an accelerator to found happiness this thing called love keep hiding for me and other. Its really a ridle. the second best riddle after life. :)
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