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boys don’t cry

I always use that quote, taken from a song by The Cure, to encourage anybody, of course for boys. When my friends told me their sad stories, in the end I always said “hei, boys don’t cry..”. When I was playing with nephews, and they incidentally fallen, or something sad anything else, I always said “hei, calm down, boys don’t cry..”. Or even when I was broken-hearted I always encouraged my self with “oh come on, boys don’t cry!”.


Today I am, Arwindra Rizqiawan, is crying. The one who always shouting “boys don’t cry” is crying loudly today.

I was crying loudly in front of public this morning. I didn’t care, or even I didn’t feel embarrased at all, instead I was proud I could cry.  Yup, today is Ied day, after I finished shalat Ied my cellphone was ringing; a call from home. Firstly my father’s voice spoke from distance and I apologized my self to him, a little bit tough sentimental situation but I still could handle it.

Then he passed the phone to my mother, and without saying a word, my mother only crying in  the phone to me. Suddenly an UFO, unidentified-feeling-object, hit me badly and exploded instantaneously at that time. I couldn’t handle it any longer, and our conversation was only with tears. I  knew she was trying so hard to say any words, but cry was the one she could say, either did I am.. Then she gave up the phone after moments.

Yes, I was crying for her, it was not because I am afraid to live alone by my self separated by distance of 6252.45 kms from her. It was because.., I even do not know how to describe it. Maybe you would understand if you had such Ied moments like this, then instantaneously all your memories about home since you-even-could-remember were rolled-back, flashed slide by slide but suddenly you realized that now you are far from them.

Such sentimental of me, well.., maybe next time I will encourage anybody with “heii! boys don’t cry, except for your mother..”

Happy Ied 1430 H anyone.. cheer up please. 

About angin165

Pria, Indonesia, muda, lajang, belum mapan.


7 thoughts on “boys don’t cry

  1. nice
    need that kind of experience :D
    met lebaran!!

    Posted by nico | September 23, 2009, 8:55 pm
  2. it’s okay to cry sometime when your tear drops can release your longing of home.

    Posted by hery purnomo | September 29, 2009, 1:13 pm
  3. 6252.45 km?

    whoa.. pantesan nangis. gw aja yg cuma terpisah 5 km tp ga bisa solat Ied bareng aja nangis :D

    Posted by ulimhd | September 30, 2009, 11:02 am
  4. eww, found you :D been told that you are in japan now happy ied yo

    Posted by bakun | September 30, 2009, 11:27 am

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