Monday, February 20, 2017

A S M A T --Korowai DIstrict

Travelling from Agats, the capital of Asmat District to district Kolf Braza takes about six hours away by speed boat ride down the rivers. In this district still stand houses the trees, as a survival strategy in the battle against opponents society. The higher a person's social status the higher the tree house owned. Indigenous war has long passed, this time local people have to adapt to any changes in the context of human memangun towards civilization. People's homes built in stages as the building is healthy for survival strategies. The natural environment in the form of hard soil, environmental conditions very different from the other districts, especially in the form Agats District muddy ground. The atmosphere is cozy and fresh when someone come to this district. (Dok. Hendri) 




Tree House

Village

Saturday, February 18, 2017

MAHABHARATA --Great Epic of India, 14, Bakasura Murderred



                                                    
After days of a long journey, eventually the Pandavas decided to settle in Ekacakra, behave properly brahmin, begging to connect life. Provision of food and all the people who generously divided into two, one part for Bhima, one part to another divided by five to Kunthi, Yudhistira, Arjuna, Nakula and Sadewa. Bhima's son Bayu God or God of Wind has a very big appetite in accordance with the form of his tall, big, burly. Bhima called by the name Bhimasena or Wrekodara, meaning "wolf belly", would never feel full, except for a five-part swallowing food. This time it was very much the palace kitchens, food obtained by begging was never enough for Bhima, Wrekodara body slowly becomes thin. Kunthi not complain a lot, but how much is actually cut a mother's heart when they saw the plight of the children. Not much can be done to make a living, eliminate identity, disguise to escape from the pursuit of Kauravas. The importance of safety, so highborn Bharata should live stranded in a place very far away from the beauty of the palace.

Bhima acquainted also with a maker jug, jug maker attitude was very humble, Bhima would not mind helping dig and haul the clay. In return, Bhima gets a gift of a large pot, even if it causes the pot he gets jeers from those around him. Bhima did not care, he never hesitated to help others, with or without compensation. Although always wear a brahmin, but an attitude of life as a knight never fade, he always felt obliged to help others, especially in difficult circumstances.

One day while the other four Pandavas went begging, Bhima stay at home with Kunthi. Suddenly both heard the sound of wailing wall brahmin room, it was so wrenching wails, so Kunthi not be able to not hold back, knowing the fate that actually was happening. Grandmother was quietly slipped into the next room, in a simple booth seemed a Brahmin was talking to his wife.

"My wife's beloved, the poor woman is dumb, has repeatedly I ask that we leave this godforsaken place. However, you always refused on the grounds have been born and raised in this place. In this place also your parents and then buried alive. Now what happens, is there any you think I will be able to let yourself go surrender devoured Bakasura, evil giant who always thirsty for blood and hungry for human flesh? Are there any you think I will be able to let the kids who have grown up experiencing the same fate. Instead you are there and the kids will be able to let me go away as a scapegoat as the food Bakasura? The only way we'd better give up, die together ", it sounded so sad and heartbreaking. Are words efflux for a husband who loves his wife and children will never be able to lose a cruel way. Limpid tears seemed too lachrymose autumn.

"If I die, you can still find a wife and a mother to the children we love. When you are surrendered, I and the children will surely follow, because there is nothing to feed the family. I who insisted to settle in this place, I should be held accountable, because the violence was "the wife tried to keep it together, but this time he became too frail, a pair of cheeks became wet with tears flowed profusely.

"My father and mother, do not be sad. I'm not afraid when it should be handed over to the evil giant, Bakasura", suddenly heard the gentle sound of a child who has not fully know the cruelty of life. An instant later the little boy has no father in the arms of the mother, the sad mood as deep as the ocean. Are there any parents who can afford to lose a child without sin, because of the greed of a giant.

"My father, mother, and older brother need not be sad, I will kill the giant it with both hands," the other boy grabbed a piece of wood and then held up high as he was able to face the giant who always rage. Childhood behaviour seemed so funny, grieving family instantly smiled before finally embraced, grief and fear.

Kunthi could no longer restrain herself, the little family conversation sound like moans stabbed right in the solar plexus. She knows when to be quiet, she also knows when to speak, when it also must act. After knocking on the door Kunthi soon joined into the room without an invitation, "I'm sorry, I overhear that conversation, but the evil giant which dared to separate the father, mother or children without the sin of his family?" The voice Kunthi soft, but certainly, surprisingly little family should understand the meaning of grief and fear.

"Get your mother or anyone help us?" Brahmin voice was so weak, almost without hope, an instant he looked at the presence of Kunthi, a mother who behaved righteously brahmin, but unable to hide personal greatness. He did not need to know who the real mother was standing in front of him, but he was able to answer the question.

"What if I will be able to help you?" Kunthi turned the question, she knew the meaning of fear and loss of hope.

An instant of silence, both Kunthi or brahmin family was able to feel the tension and worry about the extinction of a family life. Kunthi has to wait a while before it returns brahmin said, "A catastrophe has long struck. Has thirteen years, outside the town in a cave-dwelling Bakaksura, giant wild, very hungry, he left the cave, prey on humans, children, mothers, and adults. The king had fled to Wetrakiya, unable to face the giant cruelty ", until here brahmin was silent. He really is in a state that is hard to take sides between life and death. When a king as the leader and protector even incapable of maintaining the safety of yourself, what about the fate of ordinary people?

"Nobody is able to place a knight in defeat Bakasura?" Kunthi asked, as the great mother she was trying to be calm, although her heart vibrate silently. How a lost kingdom knights and soldiers to protect people from wild giant who used to prey on human flesh. How does a family have lost their members in a terrible way?

"No one, then the population Ekacakra refer proposals to the giant, so he does not prey on humans arbitrarily. Once a week will be provided with food and drinks are pretty in a chariot drawn two buffaloes and a human. Food, water, buffalo, and humans can be eaten, but do not kill with impunity. Bakasura agree, now turn to this family should sacrifice, father, mother or child, " the voice more and more softly, until the Brahmin sobbing, he would not be able to leave his wife and kids, so he will not be able to be abandoned. He is in a difficult situation.
"Do not be sad, give me a little time. Hopefully we can help you”, Kunthi nodded and resigned, she knew she had to act. She had the knights had no choice, she had Bhimasena that will not have difficulty to face giant although he has ferocious temperament.

"Bhimasena listen, where we settled apparently was the major problem. We have saved ourselves in this house, received a brahmin family a favour, now they are in distress, we may not just be silent", Kunthi open a conversation with Bhima, how great the expectations of a mother's devotion and morbidity second Pandavas who have been raised.

"What's the mother? And what should I do? "Bhima stared at the anxious face of the mother, secretly he also began to feel anxious, he may be looking worried Kunthi like this when he is not in a state extremely difficult.

"Thirteen years is ruled Bakasura place, giant ferocious man-eaters, the king has long gone to Wetrakiya to save themselves. There are not enough soldiers or knights were able to defeat the giant. This time, we settled a brahmin family get a turn to hand over the victim, father, mother or child. Can They beat you giant and bring it towards a safe place? "Kunthi voice remains smooth
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and carefully, she knows Bhima's ability to fight with the giant, so he will no longer hear the sound of moans from the family's turn to the victim.

"Really, mom?" Bhima hardly believe it, but have you ever thank Mother Kunthi lie?

"True, doing all the things you do as a knight, accompanies mother's prayer", Kunthi staring Bhima eyes deeply, nodding with full confidence.

A moments the atmosphere quiet, too quiet so Bhima and Kunthi can hear the sound of each breath. The silence was finally broken when Bhima provide answers, "Good mother, I will face the giant Bakaksura".

Kunthi took a deep breath, hold the hands of Bhima then walked slowly into the room Brahmins to convey the good news. "I'm sorry, I came back to join for a newspaper. My son Bhima willing to deliver food to the giant Bakasura in the cave, none of these families have to sacrifice yourself to go out of town ", Kunthi smile gives a sense of peace to the family of the wise who are in distress.

The words caused the father, mother, and children in this modest room fell silent, they knew the safety was in the hands. One has volunteered to deliver food for wild giant, it means they will remain intact as a family. Nobody should be abandoned and nobody will leave. However, should someone else be a victim? "Thank you for your good favour it, but what if after dropping off the food, the child will never go back. Meaning you'll also lose? "Brahmin asked, he knew how parents who have lost children.

"After delivering the food, my son will come back home. Rest assured, no one should doubt ", Kunthi try to give confidence, she really must be responsible, save where he boarded a brahmin family living.
While Bhima get ready for a fierce battle between life and death, he wanted to live, he did not intend to die at the hands Bakasura human predators. He will do a noble duty as a knight. After days of begging as a Brahmin, now he will be back in force as a knight. Bhima regain spirit. One question left Yudhistira when return asking for help, he could not refrain from asking the mother.

"Where Bhima was about to leave, he behaved as soldiers choose a match that was ready to fight?" Yudhistira --Dharmaputra or son Batara Dharma ask Kunthi.

"There Bakaksura, giant wild outside the city that always greedily devours human flesh, this time it was the turn brahmin family in which we live hand over the victim. They were scared, I asked Bhima to face the giant, he is powerful enough for even the fiercest giant ", Kunthu replied calmly.

"Is it true that a mother's decision? Really Bhima will be able to beat Bakasura?" Yudhistira could not hide the anxiety. "Why should give up their lives for the Bhima brahmin family? Mother ….?"

"For a long time we could live safely at home, a family in which we live are in trouble. We must act or the entire population of this place will slowly disappear, not just a brahmin family. I raise Bhima, I know magic Pandavas Second, don’t worry. Rest assured, Bhima will return home safely after beating Bakasura ", Kunthi soothing Yudhistirra, she did not blame the Pandavas First anxiety, but it also will not change her mind. Bhima's time to act, or abuses will continue unstoppable, if the truth does not act.

 

The next day the locals soon gathered groceries, put in a cart pulled by two buffaloes. Bhima unnecessary Kunthi ruled for the second time, he immediately let out a cart heading out of town, the cave where Bakasura settled. Kunthi and four Pandavas, brahmin family as well as residents Ekacakra accompany with anxious up to the city limits. The most visible face anxious is Yudhistira, who was able to immerse worry is Kunthi. He is sure to the magic of  Bhima, the food offerings for Bakasura is for the last time.

While Bhima continues to let out two buffaloes out of town, he was not lost direction, so that eventually reached the mouth of the cave where Bakasura stay. There was no sign of life or voice in this grim place, scattered human bones, food scraps decompose and eerie sound of vultures pose shits. Bhima is there any fear?

The knight was silent for a moment, he did not dare enter the cave where Bakasura stay. If outside the cave mouth can be a terrible situation like this, what about the atmosphere in it? Bhima did not want to start a fight, long journey caused him to feel thirsty and hungry. Bhima looking for a place with fresh air, away from the pile of rotting food waste funds bones. Hunger causes the Second Pandavas voraciously munching snacks, sipping fresh drinks, so the whole feeling tired, hungry, and thirsty lost already.

Inside the cave, Bakasura hungry soon sniff the aroma of delicious food, he knows, the next victim had been prepared to present outside the cave. The giant step very heavy, the earth shook, he had to imagine how delicious dish that is served for free. However, blood Bakasura suddenly drained. He was no longer the face of a frightened victim, he stared a mighty warrior who devoured with relish dish, oblivious to the obligation to feed the giant. Bakasura rage exploded, he roared, rampage, throwing any objects that exist in the vicinity, but Bhima still enjoy a meal and drinks as if nothing happen. Bhima know, anger will cause a fighter to lose vigilance, he would be easily defeated. Especially in a state of hunger.

Bakasura body tall, very dark-skinned, unkempt long hair, moustache and beard as shrubs, his mouth wide as the cave when the roar, revealing fangs, causing foul odours, disgusting. "Why do you devour the entire dish !?" it sounded as if the lightning in anger Bakasura repeatedly Bhima punching, but it was too powerful knight broken down by just being punched repeatedly. Bhima was still chewing the food, sipped his drink, so he really feel full. Food ration that can be spent just as much with the usual ration Bakasura devoured.

Bakasura eyes now burning embers as though, in the thirteen years he never got this kind of treatment. This time an unidentified knight suddenly come, spend all the rights that must be accepted. He must be able to chop and then ate all the meat and even complete with bones. Bakasura roared back, plucking trees, lifting boulders, throwing towards Bhima. Anger giant was becoming explosive when it turned out the warrior can easily be deflected. "The bastards from where you are?" The voice boomed, Bakasura thought Bhima would run scared.

However, the knights were smiling, the whole food has gone live crumbs. He has to feel full and also have the energy to fight against crime. Soon a fierce fight between Bakasura and inevitable Bhima, Bhima repeatedly evasive when Bakasura punching or kicking. He smiled, enrages Bakasura, then attack the giant increasingly indiscriminate, the more easily avoided. After enough playing around, finally Bhima attack he launched a chain-kick, hit Bakasura then threw high, and drag. So many times, so finally Bakasura moan, could no longer get up, he instantly looked at with dust, blood pouring from his mouth hungry human flesh, he stuck to the untold pain and will not be cured. When his body was lying helplessly on the bones, Bakasura know his last day has arrived, he would never be able to again force people Ekacakra surrender as victims. Abuses-handedness during the thirteen-year ends, from the sidelines dusty lashes she still looked at the knight. A person who calmly ate the whole dish, then show strength. Presumably, he had visited the god of death.

When Bhima back muscular hands clutching then threw it high into the sky the limit, Bakasura screaming for the last time. He felt himself drifting, drifting gently as light as cotton wadding wind season. Then everything went blank, his body hit the ground thud when it fell, Bakasura throat choking, his eyes dilated, with pain efflux, getting bigger, and even then at the last giant head drooped. His spirit apart from the body, it means that frightened residents Ekacakra ended up here, there would be no longer a giant who will ask the victim, divorcing the family members of the other family members.

Bhima breathed a sigh of relief, it was not too hard to beat Bakasura, more difficult when he had to save four Pandavas and Mrs Kunthi escape through the tunnels and dense forests of Warawanata. Bhima binding Bakasura dead body with a rope on a cart, he triumphantly returned heaved the wagon, heading Ekacakra. Within the city limits while awaiting the population, booming cheers when it finally seemed dust billowed from the cart driven by a high-Bhima, Bakasura corpse dragged behind him.

Anxiety population Ekacakra unproven, Bhima returned safely, Bakasura dead, evil giants that would not able to ask the victim back. That evening the entire population Ekacakra revellers, the terrain rollicking they burn the dead body Bakasura. While Bhima immediately returned home brahmin, giving respect Kunthi. "Bhima has returned mom ...."

Kunthi embraced Bhima with a sense of relief, as well as the other four Pandavas, while the brahmin family is equally excited. They will forever avoid the terrible demands Bakasura, nobody wondered who really mighty dressed young brahmin capable of defeating Bakasura. One thing that is actually very worrying Kunthi, he asks Bhima defeating Bakasura with a very severe consequences. That victory can unload disguise, who really has become to the house of a brahmin?

Continue ....to MAHABHARATA --Great Epic of India, 15, Drupadi ....

Saturday, January 28, 2017

A S M A T --Two Hours Agats to Sawa Erma

After repeatedly driving a speed boat from Agats to Sawa Erma District, then a trip to many time still provide a special impression. Black cloud hanging sky, the waves at the mouth is always thrilling, while the wind blows hard. Two hours of travel required to get to the destination, take the time for junior high school students for education about HIV / AIDS and reproductive health. Students diligently listen in less than two hours, after heavy rainfall.
Umbrellas are necessary in the rain to get simple food stalls, enough for the lunch menu. Say hello to scolds those known enough to prove, although very broad, Asmat remains confirmed the brotherhood.
The journey ends when striking back through the estuary, high undulating waves, speed boat soared provide specific sensations in each trip.









Tuesday, January 10, 2017

F E B R U A R I

rumbling drums no longer pounding
even a thousand feet galloping horse
who break the war and puffing
dust
victory and boisterous banquet ends
in a quiet booth
street deserted road
please go horseback riding the wind
the pilgrimage to the "either"
: "Is there still leaves and butterfly coloured?"
sky just black and white
differences in doubt
change without statement
I want to look up at the beautiful curved
rainbow
but until now
heavy rain
nevertheless did not subside

Agats - Asmat, February 2nd, 2012

Sunday, January 8, 2017

A U G U S T

july passed, sublimate in vacuum air
I lit red embers
heartbeat outages by  ink
--and anger is lord 

sure eternal then frozen into a shroud
you are there awaiting death?
screech coffin shut every story
even a thousand words turned out to be a meaningless lie
: know about the pain that cut right in the solar plexus 

dated remaining thousand days now silent
sound without echo and disappear
lost no messages
moon hung finish sentence
refused piano
cried dismiss violin
that there is danger of the word --no meaning--

day fall in the flounder day limit
expectation, but, like the earth's rotation
the great time not tired troubled outstanding lead into the autumn
at the end date

Agats - Asmat, August 2011


Saturday, January 7, 2017

O C T O B E R

: september no longer listed in the address rain not intend to stop, thunderous, wailing ....still remaining trace of a traitor! tinny beat of shoes summon afraid and shade under dying months light dust wiped out in the freezing point will never fly become butterflies --are you already know about the pain? vanity collapsing into spear whistled, looked at the master, threatening!only live experiments, when the waves thunderedseason dissenter, was just a gesture fame at one stage definite completion--the sky still shut, soaked in tears a thousand fairy rivering and settles into a sea salt on top of the leaf longing condensesstill I count your steps defeat and victory: 'yin and yang' similar colours the life that refuses blackrefracted toward the light or let out a wave plug into the ocean blue carefree how long are you able help time for vanity it? Agats - Asmat, October 3rd, 2011

S E P T E M B E R

at the roots of the wind slain 
august was tired and drooping
time trapped and screaming, but suddenly
silent, frozen in a picture
: "upps, the portrait ....", save smile and fear
at the same time, feeling stalled later
die
later, the uncovered back memories
when a missed call --where I keep a trail?
not the past as the eternal destiny?
hidden question in the future
I'm no longer just alfabeth legible
after marriage script, even after the furious wind
venting anger abort twig
and foliage
enough already sob, revenge for all curse
because it was still going to date 

the moon even if late in coming
then the caravan
perennial stomping steps down 

edge time let months pass ....

Agats - Asmat, September 5th, 2011

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Friday, January 6, 2017

N O V E M B E R

Richard Clayderman clink piano: volunteer october pick november, I, you, he, and they only conserved in painting - how absolute the time when determining the boundary line then divorced: I wrote a message in a bottle and took off on the thundering ocean waves, I waited and still waited, yet time vagrancy charge at a definite end, die! only the howling of hungry wolves tearing the night, composing stories, as should smile tugging at the top of grief, we are still pretending, Agats - Asmat, 6 November 2011

DESEMBER


: a letter was folded into a paper boat
floats on water ripples lake
swerved into the wind and getting into the chaotic nan vanished

I closed the door before drizzle scream
spinning
become hurricane
not the sentence structure is nothing more than a card
greeting bounced without meaning then silence
be a lie?
birds chirping and flapping butterfly wings transformed
if the vacuum, a call echoed, "thou
want to go? "the wind is always changing
from straight turn southeast
I lit fireworks
the present and passed breath on deadline
any residual rain inundated nevertheless still wet pavement
: "ups,  never mind …."
it goes without mortgaged trust
after and is not, I still
stood there
He is still in power to write the story
at the next letters ....

Agats - Asmat, December 10th, 2011

J A N U A R Y

never eternal night
fireworks scream, glowing, destroyed
--dead--I took of regret the groove times
wavy abandon the dream
a flock of fireflies firefly 

flying bear sparkling light
black hoof nan ancient
: no longer is awaited
train rumbled dragging empty carriages
and upset that vanished in the stuffy
chimney
"let's call it ...." time
whizzing bullets
kept pace hunt 

these doubts

Agats-Asmat, January 1st, 2012

Thursday, January 5, 2017

S K E T C H

I killed missed with the last bullet
of explosions silenced bereta
--if 'that day' never existed
but why should lie word marriage?
swallow defeat, opponents cheer win
the moon was sliding as opium
mist once the opium that penetrates
obscure wall space and time 

who am I, unless asked who hunt responsibility
or the weak against fear 

then silence again present
sharper and heartbreaking
he only sketches that never finished
fall like dry twigs abandoned wind
season: "there is no longer any debt or appointments
carried off, all-cash up here "

I stabbing hope in the eyes of the samurai
before it tears into rain
be revenge and
flood
flash ....



 Agats – Asmat, Juli 27th, 2012

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

S O L I T A I R


just an instant,
when the dim shadows of the moon floats on
ripple the surface of the pool water
night because most requested colour black

flickering lie to pale fireflies
also light of  lantern breath on soot drops
efflux
"I know why you never say no"
but it would be confusing 'silent'
then the whole leaves without a word
soundless
only the rustle of the wind as if to ask, why 

meet should at dusk limit?
the dark ambush
a scream and then flounder
in an increasingly hollow space
--ups, waiting is still too scary
just a glimpse of the shadows in the distance 

I became dumb
dazed on the boundary line
when the only hope
one day present at
when very slow



 Agats - Asmat, October 16th, 2013