From Dilan to a reunion with my younger self
(Caution: this post will full of dramatization for the shake of my sole purpose to vent my blood sweat and tears... 😋)
There is always a saying for everything....which most of the time is true ...
like this one 'out of sight, out of mind' or 'don't judge a book by its cover' or ' you never know till you have tried' (somehow I cannot point out which proverb that matched) ...
Anyway, I am a mere human being who most of the time superficially judging something because of the first impression. And maybe also unconsciously I don't want to judge as an 'alay' (tacky or cheesy red), I tend to ignore the trend especially which come from the younger generation. So, when my social media timeline was full of the young male student named Dilan, and many of his sweet words appeared almost every day, I was not excited. (Apparently, any kind of 'ajumah' like my self went through the same situation...we are Dilan 'ajumah' fans).
But everything indeed needs their perfect timing. Like most songs, books, and movies that I like, most of them have their own time to steal my attention. I remembered when everyone had read Harry Potter up to the 4th book, I just started to fall with Hogwarts students after randomly rent Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone DVD and after that, I started my journey to marathon read all Harry Potter books. Believe me or not ... I am still reread those books during my vacation at home. So...if something is good then it will still good even after the hype is declining (pity justification).
So the story begins (those three paragraphs were just the prologue guys) after I had long and not so happy meeting with my advisor in the morning on Monday (not a good way to start my weekdays). The tension made me want to watch horror movie badly (somehow I want to see the bloody scene, with a bloody ghost which can chill my boiled blood...) and then I remembered 'Pengabdi Setan' (Satan's slave) movie which was the remake from the movie with the same title in 1980. I watched the original even though not finished because I was to busy running around my living room because I was too scared. But I still remembered some of the movies like those bloody man appeared in the house after died from a motor accident. Then, as I want some spoiler and review of this remake, I read any kind of review then the easily deviated me also read the review for another movie including Dilan. The reviewer was sooo good and hilarious that made me change my plan from Pengabdi Setan to Dilan (what a dramatic changing).
Watching a movie is always fun if you watch it with your friends. So, that night when my friend invited me to have dinner in her rent room (she cooked water spinach ... which is kind of luxury dinner for us here...), we then ended up watched Dilan together (4 ajumah + 1 young woman squeezed in the small room for Dilan lol). It was funny that our reaction was different depending on the generation). early 30th ajumah were very satisfied and proud of Dilan (like proud mom), late 20th ajumah felt little bit cringey but then smitten by those sweet words, and the youngest one felt some language and technology barrier but still finally also smiling because she thought the actor is somehow handsome but not too dazzling (little bit tired of Kpop Idol I guess). (will not talk about movie details because many people know it better than me and there are many good reviews about it).
Like any other ajumah in this world, the movie made us felt very nostalgic. Although in 1990 we were still toddlers but our era was still somehow similar. The gadgets was not so sophisticated like these days so we still get the familiar feeling. The time when you think that your life is so complicated because your gang pushed you to take studio photo together but you are not interested because it cost you money and you have no good dress. When your friend teased you because your crush is high school little brother. When you don't know how to do in the first year because majority of your classmates were from same junior high school but not you. When you tried to avoid the policeman because you don't have your driving license. Or when you was too afraid to take national exam for entering university so that you decided trying to apply for PMDK (talent scouting for admission to state university system).
Those period in your life, whether you realized or not will last for a long time in your life. The shelter for your tiring adult life, the oasis for your trouble days, the documentary which could bring your pure smile in your wrinkled face... As ordinary as you think you were during those period, when you are looking back to that time now, you will find that those ordinary days were the adult you start this rough journey ... were the younger you believe that your dream will come true ... Happy August23th to my self...
There is always a saying for everything....which most of the time is true ...
like this one 'out of sight, out of mind' or 'don't judge a book by its cover' or ' you never know till you have tried' (somehow I cannot point out which proverb that matched) ...
Anyway, I am a mere human being who most of the time superficially judging something because of the first impression. And maybe also unconsciously I don't want to judge as an 'alay' (tacky or cheesy red), I tend to ignore the trend especially which come from the younger generation. So, when my social media timeline was full of the young male student named Dilan, and many of his sweet words appeared almost every day, I was not excited. (Apparently, any kind of 'ajumah' like my self went through the same situation...we are Dilan 'ajumah' fans).
But everything indeed needs their perfect timing. Like most songs, books, and movies that I like, most of them have their own time to steal my attention. I remembered when everyone had read Harry Potter up to the 4th book, I just started to fall with Hogwarts students after randomly rent Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone DVD and after that, I started my journey to marathon read all Harry Potter books. Believe me or not ... I am still reread those books during my vacation at home. So...if something is good then it will still good even after the hype is declining (pity justification).
So the story begins (those three paragraphs were just the prologue guys) after I had long and not so happy meeting with my advisor in the morning on Monday (not a good way to start my weekdays). The tension made me want to watch horror movie badly (somehow I want to see the bloody scene, with a bloody ghost which can chill my boiled blood...) and then I remembered 'Pengabdi Setan' (Satan's slave) movie which was the remake from the movie with the same title in 1980. I watched the original even though not finished because I was to busy running around my living room because I was too scared. But I still remembered some of the movies like those bloody man appeared in the house after died from a motor accident. Then, as I want some spoiler and review of this remake, I read any kind of review then the easily deviated me also read the review for another movie including Dilan. The reviewer was sooo good and hilarious that made me change my plan from Pengabdi Setan to Dilan (what a dramatic changing).
Watching a movie is always fun if you watch it with your friends. So, that night when my friend invited me to have dinner in her rent room (she cooked water spinach ... which is kind of luxury dinner for us here...), we then ended up watched Dilan together (4 ajumah + 1 young woman squeezed in the small room for Dilan lol). It was funny that our reaction was different depending on the generation). early 30th ajumah were very satisfied and proud of Dilan (like proud mom), late 20th ajumah felt little bit cringey but then smitten by those sweet words, and the youngest one felt some language and technology barrier but still finally also smiling because she thought the actor is somehow handsome but not too dazzling (little bit tired of Kpop Idol I guess). (will not talk about movie details because many people know it better than me and there are many good reviews about it).
Like any other ajumah in this world, the movie made us felt very nostalgic. Although in 1990 we were still toddlers but our era was still somehow similar. The gadgets was not so sophisticated like these days so we still get the familiar feeling. The time when you think that your life is so complicated because your gang pushed you to take studio photo together but you are not interested because it cost you money and you have no good dress. When your friend teased you because your crush is high school little brother. When you don't know how to do in the first year because majority of your classmates were from same junior high school but not you. When you tried to avoid the policeman because you don't have your driving license. Or when you was too afraid to take national exam for entering university so that you decided trying to apply for PMDK (talent scouting for admission to state university system).
Those period in your life, whether you realized or not will last for a long time in your life. The shelter for your tiring adult life, the oasis for your trouble days, the documentary which could bring your pure smile in your wrinkled face... As ordinary as you think you were during those period, when you are looking back to that time now, you will find that those ordinary days were the adult you start this rough journey ... were the younger you believe that your dream will come true ... Happy August23th to my self...
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