Warsa 2022
Seri 0028. Six groups of abundance stories!
Warsa means Year in Javanese.
This year is nearing the edge. Everyone is trying their best for recaps, calculating their ticked resolved resolutions, and receiving a Spotify profile’s music that made you this year. To be honest, I am struggling with documenting in daily or weekly basis — for me every moment just once a time and which deserves to get it only my eyes and my memory. But, even my Bio teacher at senior high school contrary with mine, that memory is tacit and it should be written could be lead on another civilization in the near future. Hence, here I am — trying to make the written documentation about this 2022. To all readers including mine, please reconsidering your or my expectation on its detail of the story, instead making this written documentation as your and indeed mine: an evening snack or additional redemption of your strived year.
1–The edge of 2021 and 2022 is one of my crucial points in my career, to be specific on my MBA life. I endured that my time to finish my MBA is nearing at end. Yet, I made it, I applied for my defense at the last of December 2021 and I got calling from the staff almost new year eve. Fifth January 2022 was my day. My presentation was smooth as baby cheeks. The discussion was delightful and encouraging (one of my favorite discussion during my study!) and resulted an almost dedicated score for my thesis. “I never gave so this high score towards the students before; you got almost 100” Bu Lala said.
My happiness doubled when I knew days earlier that Aul had the same schedule with mine. After her defense, all of my besties coming at the MBA section and celebrating there, yay!
2 — January 2022 was my last month renting a kosan in Bandung. It was my hard times to say bye with all of sides of witnessed-square for almost two years. Further, I also need to farewell with Teh Dewi, my beloved goddess while I have been there. All connected memories were beyond Plesiran as just an ordinary students’ community housing address, but more. Two years COVID, including mine, have been destroyed my plans, our plans, and all of housing lords in all Bandung’s area. I grew with a lot of fear rather than smile and joy. During my study, my lungs and breath always in-common fight to get their rights about the fresh air. The peak was I joined the culmination of delta on June-July 2021, in exact two weeks after my first shot. Two weeks of suffering, continued by two-three months of recovery haunted me. Fortunate of me, my MBA mates and LPDP guys were on eye for me. They bought me everything the thought could support my condition lead to better and served everything in emergency when I need it. To all of you, I said thank you for your kindness and exquisite mind. Keep swimming guys, another fish perhaps dying on the next streams and need yours!
3 — I enjoyed my this coming home edition because I still met my little brother. Unfortunately, he must settled in a new place as the decree of civil servant issued. I got February until June for reunited with him. And all good memories go by along the time. He finally got the paper — “I will be settled in Masamba”. My thought referred to a dangdut singer whose originated from that area. After Eid, all the family escorting him to the airport and gave him the best pray.
4 — My little brother departure paralleled with the news of a lecturer recruitment in one of the best university in Surabaya. There were three positions opened and I applied. I ran through until the last stage with several could-be-better mechanism of recruitment. Reversely, the day of announcement, the position filled by two people whose I recognized them as much. Several days before final announcement, I met one of my fav undergraduate lecturer for just a meeting. Yet, he supported me so great and deep for my current and next endeavor including my application to become a lecturer. The day, he replied my news with:
“I believe something big is waiting for you Bil!”.
The result devastated me in several days. Got shock and not believing the situation until the next adventure invited me.
5 — Waiting my graduation on April 2022, I filled my days exploring some online events relating with self-development or even organizational development. I joined TLE and a bunch of knowledge I resumed up. I invited to co-facilitated two big State-Owned Enterprises for preparing their next managers. Along with those, the offering from my last job poured. Some of them coached to young fellows with disability in preparing their career, becoming co-facilitators of the Training of Trainers to Vocational Centre towards an inclusive manners in Bekasi. And so on. My days after rejections were so brilliantly fantastic. I cannot enough say Alhamdulillah for this scenario which most suited for me. Finally, I went to Medan with the same agenda, Mbak Tety revealed her pregnancy, made my days juggled yet challenging at the same time. Hence, I got new four-months contract from my last job for handling two projects in Semarang & Surabaya. The contract will be ended on December 2022. Also, I got an invitation as volunteer in LPEI Unair, my undergrad university for becoming Project Manager. I invited by PLAN through Mbak Bebe to lead an insightful two days one night sessions. It was my very first! (I CANNOT BELIEVE MINE) that I made a curriculum, delivered with manners and delightful message for the youth for not stop working and believing their dreams! (Amid my volatile condition, I could keep going!!)
And I still cannot believe my career is becoming squiggly as they said.
“Linearity in career is almost a myth in the modern days”.
6 — Beginning on October 2022, Finally, BISINDO class launched in-person mode. It will take ten weeks until January plus a week for final exam to get a level one certification. At the middle of January, we will go to another hangouts for wrapping the class up. Sixteen people joined with still facing disinterest from men (only two men signed up?!). We offered them with a GForm, invited to a dedicated interview on motivation and on challenges ahead including the special restrictions on teaching the BISINDO from hearing people to another hearing people. As my single status do not disallowing myself to attend every meeting, it becomes my weekly routine and I, unconsciously, would not be separated with these lovely learner flock soon. My feeling mixed up.
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Probably, I just summarized this year with six consecutively events and randomly acts beyond it, beside my parents and family good health, I am feeling that I grateful for this unique and tranquil year; 2022. If I could come back to choose one soul that I might be, I still choose myself. I am the way of loving you, so please stay healthy and happy ya Bil!
Still ten days to go before we tear the calendar up, I still mesmerised the way Allah made my day better and better. I hope with the same message, the healthy, the happiness, and the lucky maybe on you, as long as they could.
See ya,
from BP in 2022!
P.S. You would be missed me, I bet it! Haha!
