Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Failure

Actually, this post was written a few days before World Cup 2006 final. Even tough I’m not a football freak I really enjoy this event, and not only the game I’m also enjoying the other thing whenever I’m watching they play. One of my favorite sessions is when the game is over. Huh?

Yup, for me the scenes after the game will always be a great moment to watch. For some people it might be the game or the score which really important for them, but for me what happen after each game is also a great drama. Watching them celebrate their happiness, hug each other, toss their hand running around like crazy, waving their hands for the supporter. And nevertheless watching the losses team is also great, how they crying, sitting down and look so depressed, cheer up each other, and a lot more dramatic expression. Then I’m remembering some article that I had wrote when I’m in high school, and I want to share it to all of you.

If we don’t have:

Failure

Seems like heaven isn’t? Always success, always get the good mark, never fail at our school, our parent never angry to us, and we might even got present from our parent.

WOW!!! Incredible! But do that really ok? Does it good for us to never fail?

Since we were baby we had actually often “fail”, not all the things that we want will be granted by our parent. When we go to the store, not every toy we want will be bought by our parent. Our parent often use their veto right to say no, and sometimes not even a little words come from them. NO! That’s all, and even if you cry out loud and use all the tears, they will still say NO. It’s also happen when you ask them to buy motorcycle or car, it is not only about how thick their wallet. A lot of reason for them to reject their beloved children request. This is a sequence of failure that will always be continued until you grow up and getting old. This is what you should enjoying,. Huh? Enjoy?

Well, let me give you a little example, when you watching tennis game, football game, or racing game, watching when the game ended, win or lose they will walk with proud, shake their rivals hand, and congratulate each other. Whereas this rival is someone who beat them, someone who made them fail to be a winner. But they keep their head up, to the public they don’t afraid to admit that they lose and they even praise their rival. These are the people who we call knight, they act noble, a real hero. Fail doesn’t make them feel inferior. Fail doesn’t make them act like a spoiled kid. That what fail really mean, that is what the joy of fail. Had beaten on several game doesn’t make great athlete crying like a baby, but inspecting and learning why they had beaten and then do their best to be a champion. And when the audiences give them a standing ovation, it’s more than their mere winning but it’s more to how they change failure became the profit to gain winning.

Like one of the greatest novelist, Ernest Hemingway, said “If you failed, then write, and write again till you no longer failed”

What a great joy to be win after fail, and what a waste of living to be drown because of fail or drifted because of never had chance to fail. Because when you fail it’s a grace for soul.

OPENING





Well actually I started this blog (the Indonesian Version) at July 2006, a few months after I started this blog and realize that out there some people read my blog, not only my friends but also people who i never meet, people who I never known, so I decided to write the English version of this blog.

Now you may asking why this blog first posting is dated in 2008, well ^_^ I could give you thousand reason but perhaps I’m just lazy or maybe I’m just always bad at starting something new.
I don't know why it's always hard to starting something new, perhaps it's because I’m lack of courage. Even tough almost all of those new things ended as something that's really fun.
By the way, I’m starting this blog with hope that some people (that i don't even know how they stranded here) reading this blog.

So guys or girls whoever you are, thanks for being the part of my life trough my blog