An Unique Accident Brings A Wisdom

A few months ago (February, for sure), I faced a difficult one. I knew it was simple thing to choose for most of people. But for me, it was the hardest thing. The basketball team had chosen some people to join a competition; it was called “DBL”. At the exactly same day, my family had a short holiday to Singapore during Chinese New Year, which had planned since January.

My family isn’t like yours. It’s more complex, more complicated, and full of problems. Most of families are also had problems but our family has the different one. And yeah, I had to adapt with family members. I had to argue parents or siblings to follow what I really want. They

didn’t force me to do something but if I chose the different way of thinking, they might think that something or someone has changed me differently. Or perhaps I’ve chosen the wrong environment.

So, back the topic. I told mom. I had to join that competition because I was chosen. I couldn’t avoid it. I was afraid of the seniors. They might think that they couldn’t expect something to me. That trust would fade. I had the responsible to make that trust would be on the right

position. I had to convince them that they could put that trust on me and I would make it happen.

That day, I had to catch a plane. The clock showed that it was almost 4 pm. The seniors had shouted on me, why I had to leave the team when there was a game to play. So then I leaved them. They said that I could ask the coach, if he let me.

I supposed to arrive at the airport at 4 pm but I still wore my uniforms that day, at school. It was a misunderstood. I thought that the plane was about 9

but in fact the flight was on 6 pm. Parents had called me. They were mad, they were angry. Why I should stay at school longer. In that moment, I couldn’t do anything except cry. Pressure was everywhere. Dad told me that I had to go home as fast as I could. On my way home, I cried. That moment when everybody wasn't on your side, they didn’t care about your feelings at all. That moment was the cursed one.

Skipped everything, I finally on my way to airport. It was so late. Mom was mad at me. I told everything that had happened that day. Mom was still ma

d at me. I argued with her. She called the coach that I couldn’t attend the competition but she added a sentence. “The seniors pushed her or threaten her not to go to Singapore”. In that moment, I screamed and cried.

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I finally reached Singapore. I couldn’t think clearly. Two days later I went back to Jakarta. I couldn’t avoid that responsible. It made my heart feel not right.

Arrived at Jakarta at 11am. I took myself back to school. Attended a test that school held and catched that game. The most deplores thing was, I couldn’t join the game. I arrived at that court lately. My family still was in Singapore and I leaved them because of that game and responsible stuffs.

In fact, I didn’t get anything that I expected I could get.

And a senior said in bahasa Indonesia, “nyesel gak lo balik lagi? Padahal tandingnya masih hari Senin. Kalo gue jadi lo mending gausah balik ke Jakarta. Ngapain

juga? Rugi sehari kali”.

I took the wrong options. And I failed my own mission.

From that moment, I started to realize that I have to think clearly. Think wider, what risks I will get if I take that side or another side. I was using my emotion, most of the time.

Remember, emotion might bring you to the right one. But let the emotion controls your mind won’t take you to the right. And don't expect too much for a thing. If you can't reach that estimation, you will take the risk. Accept it with sincere or another regret.