Farewell, Bandung.

For me, farewell is scary. When someone leaves, there is a slight possibility that you can never see them again. When you leave and somehow you make it to come back, no guarantee everything will stay the same as before. A little fact: it won’t.

I am not a pro at handling farewell. Here’s a little story for you: just last week I left Bandung. My precious four and a half years life in Bandung sure has been very memorable. I met inspiring people there. I met new families there. I gained my precious best friends there. I learned a lot about myself there. I learned a lot about useful life skills there. I graduated there. I did what I like there. So many things to tell, I am getting confused which one I should mention. I was so sad when my train finally departed. I was so sad when I had to say goodbye to my remaining friends in Bandung.

The moment I realised that I will leave Bandung I knew that I will miss this city very much. No, more importantly, I will miss those who have made me miss this city so much. When I’m back later in the future, I know I shouldn’t hope to meet my friends there. They will probably be scattered all around the world by then. Bandung will still be lovable, but it certainly will be different.

Well, I guess it is the people in it that are more valuable to me. I may not be a member of HIMATIKA ITB anymore, but I still come to it when I have spare time. I may not be a member of PSM-ITB anymore, but I still come to FPS-IICC last week. It was because of the people in it. I might forget what I did back then when I was still an active member (in fact, I already forget it by now) but the moment I spent with my friends certainly cannot be forgotten. In fact, I still can laugh if I remember those good moments.

How do you handle farewell? For me.. I think time will heal. I am still in the process of making myself occupied. I do hope that I can accept the fact that I have left Bandung to embrace my awaiting new life ahead. I will make new friends there, I will create memorable moments with them there, i will learn a lot about my calling there, so when my time there has ended, I have many good moments to be cherished.

I think I have learned a new lesson: appreciate everything when you have time to do it. You cannot stay in your current place forever. There must be a time when you have to move, out of your comfort zone. When everything seems to be taken away from you, you will know that the moment you create will still remain in your heart. Your friends may leave to pursue their own dreams, but the moments spent with them will always be in your mind.

Yes, farewell is still scary for me. Some people can really be good at handling farewell. But I am not one of them. Life is somehow fair and unfair. A meeting shall be followed by a farewell. Balance. Action – reaction. Newton’s third law. Well, the unfair part is that I have to go through a painful way to deal with it. I am still coping with that, though. But that doesn’t mean that I won’t meet anyone else ever. I am still going to meet new friends and hopefully when the moment to say Adieu comes again, I won’t be as scared as I am now 🙂

To everyone who knows me and live (or used to live) in Bandung, thank you for the moment I can spend with you.

One thought on “Farewell, Bandung.

  1. sensei, have a good time there, a very kind-hearted guy like you will always make good friends wherever you be. next destination will be your next memorable place, although I am not sure you will find a place as memorable as Bandung since it was me there ! wkwkwk. so long, see you in waktu yang tak bisa ditentukan *get confused with the english* may both of us can grow higher (mentally, not physically :P). by the time you arrived there, please inform and send some pics. although you (are) far away there, we still see the same sky (quotes by RAN) I hope we can share many things as usual, technology makes everyone within your reach, doesn’t it ? 😉
    yoyonara.

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