Kamis, 21 Oktober 2021

Thunder and Rain

I go jogging in the townsquare of Bondowoso. It is fun to have jogging in the morning. I look at the sky. It is bright.  I do jogging for five times when the sky suddenly changes its colour. 

"why do you become so dark?"  I ask to sky.

some minutes later, the rain begins to fall. I try to find a place to protect my self from rain. There is a small building in front of  Gerbong Maut Statue. 

"Oh My God, the rain welcomes me in the morning. " I say it on my heart.

"Yeah. the vibe of this rain will remind you about your past,isn't it?" an old man suddenly appears by me. He wears the white clothes.

"Ah ... it is you again, Old Man. What do you want to teach me now?"

"Hahahaha. You have grown well. You are not a stupid boy anymore."

"Kyai Rais changes me gradually. He teaches me many things." I answers while enjoying the rain.

"Human, nature is a place to learn about life. Now, Allah Swt teaches us about rain and thunder." the old man explains.

I try to touch some water from the rainfall.

"It is just a rain who brings water." I say spontaneously.

"That's the point. Let me ask you. Which one does it grow some plants on the Earth? the rain or the thunder?" 

"Of course, the water from the rain. Some water can make some plants grow. Thunder just makes us surprised.  It is like you human. It is not about your words who can change the world. But it is your action. You have spoken too much. Now, you are speaking with your action. Your creation must speak to the world. Your ability in writing. Your English. You have it all. Mrs Wiwik Istianah sent you the happiness of reading to complete your wings as a writer. Reading and writing."

"Aha.. that;s why Kyai Rais asks me to write."

"And the best time to write is when Allah comes to world on last one-third night. You can have million idea to write."

"I get the point. Thank you , Old Man."

The old man just smiles to me. Then, I remember to ask his name.

"Old man, what's your name?" I say and look at him.

He is gone. I look around me. No one is there. Some minutes later, the rain stops.

"Thanks old man. I understand what you mean. Tian will be alive again."

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