———————————–WARNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!———————————-
This
one contains very harsh language, very sensitive stuff, and is very
sarcastic! Don’t read if you think you aren’t ready for any harsh
or sarcastic languages! I’ve warned ya!
Howdy!
Now, this one is sure hard to describe. Okay guys, I know you guys
are curious ‘bout this. Be calm as I’ll explain this slowly.
To
start with, MILITARY! Okay, guys, gather all of your courage and be
honest ‘bout this, what do you guys have in your mind when you guys
read this word, MILITARY? You ask for mine? Okay, frankly speaking, I
used to have this kind of ideas before… eto… uneducated people,
harsh attitude, rifles, etc. My ideas were totally dropped out when I
first reach this camp, the Pakistani military camp at Cawas. No, no…
your eyes didn’t deceive you at all, Pakistani military camp. Some
of my friends and I were helping as a translator over there.
Translator? For what purpose? Well… as those Pakistani military
provide medical treatment for the folks there. Whoo… beats me! The
thought of the Pakistani military being uneducated people were blown
up in a gush! I mean, there I was, thinking of them as uneducated
people and here we have a lot of doctors, nurses, and pharmacists in
this military camp (which will mean that they have known a lot more
than me; uneducated, huh?). Then, to my surprise, they are extremely
friendly (harsh attitude, huh?). I then told myself, “Okay, drop
your judgments, dude! Cos’ all of ‘em r definitely out of track!”
To the contrary, that place is actually superb.
Let’s
see… in the camp, we (the other translators and I) were actually
experiencing an unbelievably nice time! Lemme tell ya one by one.
The
first one was about their nice attitude toward us. I mean, they were
really friendly, willing to learn ‘bout our language and culture
for the sake of this medical treatment, and quite responsive. In
fact, they told a lot of stupid jokes and those jokes amused us rite
into our veins. One of those guys called me “young man.” You know
what? I just had the feeling if that guy was Hibiki and I was Adachi
Asumu. (well, for those guys who don’t watch Hibiki, lemme explain
a bit, Hibiki is a Kamen Rider and he always addresses Adachi
Asumu as Shonen which means young man/boy).
The
second was about the food that we had there. We had lunch with them
and we had this capathi. It’s like uh… bread, made from
wheat. If you are curious ‘bout this capathi, just imagine
the Indian bread. They are practically the same. We ate this capathi
together with curry. Man, that was a delicious meal back then.
After the capathi, we also had… uhm… bariani? Yeah,
if I am not mistaken, its name should be bariani. It’s like
uh… nasi kuning, but it tastes different. We ate it together with
fresh onion (yes! Onion! Where’s Vania? Does anyone think that she
will like this one?) and also with this should be international food,
perkedel. Man, the word tasty alone will never be enough to depict
its taste.
Thirdly,
it was about those guys when they were trying to speak Indonesian or
Javanese. It was terribly funny. Believe me! Terrible funny! Well,
back then, they said stuff like setenggah for setengah,
semperempat for seperempat, piga for pagi,
semang-semang for senang-senang, barsama for bersama,
no sampun for dereng sampun (this one is Javanese, it means it
has not yet finished), and a hell lot of other funny phrases.
Now,
the fourth would probably be the most important one. Now, in that
camp, stays this girl named Lubna. She’s uh… okay, in how many
words would you guys like me to describe? … forget it, I’ll just
make it four: hot, charming, kind, and brainy (in other words, she’s
smart). Actually, when I first arrived at the camp, a lot of people
kept on bragging ‘bout her and I was just curious about her. When I
first saw her, I just said, “Oh, okay! She’s an okay one.”
However, things were different when she changed from her soldier
uniform to her… errr… kinda Pakistani robe stuff. Crap! Man!
She’s… hot! Have I mentioned this before? I think I have. When
she sat in front of me, this I told her, “Lubna, I don’t think
you should sit in front of me. I’m afraid that I can’t take my
eyes of you.” Okay, here goes me, a person of bull. No, no… it’s
not that I am in love with this Lubna (the heck guys! I won’t ever
involve myself with military stuff!), it’s just I admire her as…
yeah, as I have described before, we have this hot charming chick
with brain (definitely! She’s only two years older than me, but
she’s already a doctor and to add an addition to it, a doctor in a
military. Great, huh?), and this chick is really kindhearted. Of
course, she kept on talking about heart to save people and stuff.
Trust me, she’s simply amazing. Come to the camp and you’ll be
amazed.
The
fifth was that… MAN! I got my tension checked-up. Actually, back
then when I was in senior high school, I ad already and I got this
doctor telling me that mine was around 160. THE HECK! Since that day
on, I kept on eating stuff at random as I thought that I had
carefully chosen what I should eat and I still got this hypertension.
To think about it, when I got checked in the camp, I thought my
tension would be much much higher… and to my disappointment (and to
your guys’), it’s NORMAL! ABSOLUTELY NORMAL (at least that’s
how the doctor told me)! It’s about 120. Cool, huh?
Okay,
after I have blabbered all my here… what’s the purpose of this
nice storytellin’? No, you dumbo… it’s not only about
retelling my experience there. So, actually, each of the Central East
Moslem nations has uh… some kind of special units and they are
often assigned to other Moslem country to help their brothers (and
that means Indonesia is counted in). They volunteer for this
assignment. I mean… man, their solidarity moves me from deep inside
my stomach (why stomach? Simply just because the way of men is
through their stomach)! I mean, jus look at these guys for a while
and then take a brief look at most Christian people in Indonesia.
Have you? Now, take another good look at Moslem people in Indonesia?
Tell me, what those Christian and Moslem people in Indonesia do?
Seems like most Moslem have nothing to do other than accusing the
Christian people of Christianizing. During the earthquake in
Yogyakarta, some people even were sent a message o reject all kinds
of help from the Christian. What the… heck? Man, you care about
your religion too much that you forget the value of people’s life,
eh? I don’t think Allah would be pleased that way as Allah knows
that people’s life is more important than religious stuff. And now
we have these Christian people, helping people as if they are noble
people. However, when they reach the church and tell their experience
they will say stuff like they are humble, they don’t reveal their
identity, and they don’t need to have a banner just like the other
organizations do (yeah, of course! You guys don’t have any banners
anyway!). Boy, what’s with you guys? This stuff isn’t worth to
speak about! Why don’t you just say about the situation there, how
helps are still needed there, how people are suffering and they need
a long term treatment, how miserable the people there and how all of
us should come and help. Now, stop pretending to be humble and stop
boasting about your modesty and while we’re at it we actually have
these head of yours inflated.
Okay,
now, what’s the point? The point is, we have this poverty all over
Indonesia and there should be more people helping them. Now, there is
actually no use for you guys to talk about God, to talk about
religion, and to talk about faith and belief. These people need help
and to fulfill this need, we need people with empathy, compassion,
and hearts that long to save other people. Put it simply, if you guys
don’t have this empathy, just drop your religion. If you guys don’t
have any compassion, just throw your faith and belief away! And if
you guys have followed your God for such a long time and you guys
don’t have this hearts to save other people, why don’t you guys
just abandon this God of yours?
Look,
I am not tryin’ to be sarcastic (even though I am sarcastic); I
just want to reveal the facts that are happening here. For both
religions that I have mentioned before, I hope you guys won’t get
insulted. Now, all people around Yogyakarta (I don’t care which
religion, which tribe, which ethnic, or which university), we know
the situation now, why don’t you guys get out of your comfy a bit?
Why don’t you guys leave your personal interest for a moment and
start to do a thing or two to help the people out there? Students of
universities… don’t play dumb! I know that most of you have
already finished your exams and now you guys are having very nice
time… care to share this time of yours a bit? If some of you guys
have confidence in your English ability, why don’t you guys just
help me in the Pakistani camp? My friend, Yason the Screw, will be
waiting at the Sanata Sharma University in Mrican at around 6.30 AM,
EVERYDAY (this will keep on going until around 10 more days)! If you
are interested in this job, look for him (you’ll easily distinguish
him… he’s tall, he’s noisy, and he loves to wear yellow jacket,
not to mention that he usually hangs around the park area)! I myself
will be going again from Sunday/Monday on.
Finally,
I have said what I have to say. Now, there are two options available
for you guys after reading this stuff. One, you may get angry because
you think I’ve insulted you and sue me, chase me, or anything.
Maybe I’ll get crucified by the Christian and get burnt to death by
the Moslem. Oh, what a harmony, I think I will make a good barbeque
out of myself. Well… death for noble deed is not that bad anyway…
The second option is… you may forget about what I’ve said about
religion stuff, and you guys can just bother yourselves with the
thought that people are suffering out there and suddenly you guys
want to help out. It’s up to ya! They’re options anyway! Okay,
think I have to dry up… I’ll stop here, but you know what? You
guys musnt’t! After reading this one, rather than stopping here,
you guys should take an action, okay? Bless ya!
