Langsung ke konten utama

in the transience of life

 Hari ini aku iseng menelusuri Google Maps sebuah pemakaman elit. Banyak kerabat mendiang menandai makam keluarganya di sana. Satu per satu nama ku telusuri jejak hidupnya. Jejak hidup mereka seolah masih hangat, tersimpan rapi di internet: potongan kenangan, foto, kisah, dan jejak kehidupan yang tampaknya dijalani dengan baik. Mereka (kurasa) menjalani hidup yang baik, sangat kecukupan dan mendapatkan cinta yang layak.

Pemakaman elit itu pasti diisi oleh mendiang dengan finansial keluarga yang berada. Dari jejak hidup yang ku pelajari juga begitu; titel pekerjaan yang bagus, menikah di hotel mewah, kehidupan yang secara material sangat layak. 


Namun, di kesementaraan hidup ini, seseorang yang punya segalanya pun tidak membawa apapun dalam kematiannya. Mereka kembali apa adanya. Tubuh yang dirawat, dijaga, dan dibanggakan pun pada akhirnya akan luruh, pelan-pelan kembali ke alam, menjadi bagian dari siklus yang tak pernah memilih status.


Pada titik itu, mereka mempersembahkan diri mereka yang apa adanya, pulang ke pangkuan Tuhan. 


Di kesementaraan hidup ini, aku, kamu, kita semua, manusia berusaha hidup sebaik-baiknya, untuk pulang tanpa membawa material apapun. Berlomba-lomba menuju kefanaan. 


Di antara hidup yang tampak penuh dan kematian yang kosong, manusia hanya berjalan, menamai hal-hal, mencintai sebentar, lalu menghilang. Selebihnya, dunia mengurus dirinya sendiri.


Mungkin hidup memang seperti itu. Kita mengisi hari-hari dengan hal-hal yang terasa penting, sampai suatu titik semuanya berhenti. Lalu kita menyadari: tidak ada satu pun yang benar-benar ikut bersama kita, selain kesunyian yang sejak awal menunggu.


كُلُّ نَفْسٍ ذَاۤىِٕقَةُ الْمَوْتِۗ وَنَبْلُوْكُمْ بِالشَّرِّ وَالْخَيْرِ فِتْنَةًۗ وَاِلَيْنَا تُرْجَعُوْنَ



“Setiap yang bernyawa akan merasakan kematian. Kami menguji kamu dengan keburukan dan kebaikan sebagai cobaan. Kepada Kamilah kamu akan dikembalikan.” (Al-Anbiya:35)

Komentar

Postingan populer dari blog ini

Supernova

  Million bulbs in the void, bursts into a piece as its light disperse, like a supernova, we dwell in the fading light, fight against gravity and grow red, restart, become blue with fury, sedated by dark, concourse into the blackhole, turning it into a singularity, succumbing to the demise, reconciled with eternity. We were once scintilation, before we collapse into one, so what are we now? -vic

What Remains After The Great Gatsby-Scott Fitzergald

  I decided to read—and eventually buy— The Great Gatsby  after Haruki Murakami recommended it in his memoir  What I Talk About When I Talk About Running . Murakami wrote: “The Great Gatsby is a truly extraordinary novel. I never tire of its story, no matter how many times I read it. It is a work of literature that enriches you each time you open it. Every rereading reveals something new, something fresh.” At first, the story felt painfully slow. I even put the book down for almost two weeks—despite its slim length of just over a hundred pages. Jazz Age America, seen through Nick Carraway’s eyes, appeared hollow to me: a world filled with etiquette, polite conversations, and quiet arrogance. Everything shifted the moment Nick met Jay Gatsby. Something clicked. From that point on, I could no longer stop turning the pages. Gatsby stood apart from the people of East Egg and West Egg—mysterious, hopeful, and perhaps the only character who possessed a sincere emotional core in...

Embracing the Complexity: My Take on Haruki Murakami, Art, and Criticism

Since I've noticed a lot of Murakami haters popping up on social media lately, and many people seem to be jumping on the bandwagon of hating him without even reading his books, as a fan of Murakami, here’s my take on my favorite author. Some say, “Haruki Murakami might be the type of author you either love or hate—there’s no in between,” and I happen to be someone who really loves Haruki Murakami’s work ((obviously)). Despite all the criticism and hate that portrays him as misogynist or sexist, personally, reading Murakami has opened my perspective on the complexity of the human mind and emotions. I’ve always admired how Murakami conveys complex feelings, but with simple language. I also appreciate the depth of character development in his works, even if some people find it long-winded. But I enjoy that. I really do love his writing style! I also love Murakami’s unusual, surreal imagination. I think his writing offers a lot of insights into various issues. Plus, I’ve discovered man...