Stories of My Everyday Life

 In life, we often hear or use the word friend. But, how often do we stop for a moment and reflect on its meaning? Is a friend a figure who is always there when we need him, or can he turn into someone who is cruel enough to bring us down or even ignore us when we are no longer needed?  Can you imagine how ironic it is? There are friends whose presence is like the seasons, coming when the dry season hits and leaving when the rain comes. Mereka muncul ketika butuh bantuan, butuh cerita, butuh sandaran.  However, once there is a new "season", there are new people, or things get better, those of us who were always there for them seem to be forgotten, even ignored. It feels like it was thrown away after it was no longer needed. Perhaps, this is one of the painful definitions of friendship: those who are there only because they are needed, and disappear when they have found what they are looking for.We, who sincerely give our time and attention, are nothing more than a ladder ...

Fair-Weather Friends.( Rysana) In the  sunlight , they bloom like flowers, Fair-weather friends, with  eating  smiles . Their words are honey, sweet and  good , But  there   is   another design ,  below . They come  near  you, with open  palms , When fortune smiles, and  wealth   unfolds arms . They  soak  in glory, of your  radiant  light, And  breathe   odes ,  in  the  long  night. But when the  tempests  of life, begin to brew, And  night  falls, with troubles anew. They vanish like smoke, into thin air, Leaving you to  suffer , the weight you bear. Their  love , is a  passing  thing, A moment's pleasure, a lifetime's  pang . They're friends of fortune, not of  spirit , Their love is conditional, a work of art. Oh, the pain of being used, and cast aside, As   an   old  shoe, that   is  no longer ...