



Il Binocolo

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Infinity Room
5 Fingers Viewing Platform

Grand Canyon Skywalk

Aurland Lookout

source : http://terselubung.blogspot.com/2012/03/10-tempat-tinggi-yang-mendebarkan.html
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My mom only had one eye. I hated her, she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market.She collected little weeds and such to sell, anything for the money we needed she was such an embarrassment.There was this one day during elementary school. I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted me.
I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time.
Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.
That night...I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.
Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom.
This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me "What?! Who's this?!"... It was my mother...Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.
And I asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! Get out here now!" And to this, my mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared. Thank good ness... she doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.
Then a wave of relief came upon me... one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house...just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me.
My Son,
I think my life has been long enough now. And... I won't visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school.... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.
You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me.' I miss the times when you were still young around me.
I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me. My world shattered! Then I cried for the person who lived for me. My Mother.
source : http://touching-inspiringstory.blogspot.com/2010/06/mother-and-son.html
Di sebuah desa yang sama, tinggal Abdul, Ali, dan Karim. Abdul adalah seorang tukang batu, dia juga punya kebiasaan buruk yaitu bermabuk-mabukan dan tidur dengan wanita-wanita tuna susila.
Ali adalah seorang petani. Dia adalah seorang pekerja keras dan cukup taat dengan agama. Dia bekerja mengelola sawah dan ladangnya dari pagi hingga sore. Pada saat panen, tak lupa ia menyisihkan sepersepuluh hasil ladangnya untuk orang-orang tidak mampu.
Karim adalah seorang Imam. Ia sangat dikenal di desa itu karena ceramah-ceramahnya yang motivatif. Banyak orang kembali bertobat pada Tuhan saat mendengar ceramahnya. Ia adalah seseorang yang total melayani Tuhan.
Pada suatu hari, nasib yang cukup aneh menimpa mereka. Mereka bertiga terjangkit penyakit lepra. Karena sudah peraturan adat, mereka bertiga harus segera diasingkan dari desa tersebut. Penduduk kawatir mereka akan menyebarkan penyakit mengerikan itu. Sebuah gubug kecil pun dibuatkan oleh warga di pinggiran desa, dan mereka bertiga tinggal disana.
Suatu malam, mereka bertiga mendapatkan mimpi sama. Di dalam mimpi itu mereka mendengar Tuhan berkata, �Berdoalah, maka kalian akan sembuh.� Mereka pun segera melaksanakan apa yang dikatakan oleh mimpi tersebut. Setiap pagi dan malam mereka selalu berdoa meminta kesembuhan.
Setelah tiga hari, Abdul si pemabuk itu akhirnya sembuh. Dia segera pulang ke desa dan merasa sangat yakin bahwa Tuhan lebih menyayanginya dari pada dua orang yang lain itu.
Setelah tiga bulan, Ali si petani juga sembuh. Dia juga segera pulang ke desa dan terheran-heran mengapa Tuhan lebih sayang kepadanya dari pada si Karim yang notabene seorang Imam. �Reputasi suci imam itu pasti palsu !� gumamnya pada dirinya sendiri. Petani tersebut juga masih bertanya-tanya kenapa si pemabuk malah sembuh lebih dulu.
Tahun demi tahun pun berlalu. Karim si Imam tidak lelah berdoa kepada Tuhan untuk meminta kesembuhan, namun kesembuhan itu tak kunjung tiba. Tak ada lagi orang-orang yang datang menjenguknya. Bahkan wajah dan tubuhnya sekarang sudah berubah menjadi mengerikan.
Pada suatu malam, si Imam tersebut akhirnya bermimpi lagi. Ia bermimpi mendengar suara Tuhan berkata,�Karim, aku tahu hatimu terusik dengan peristiwa ini, engkau tentu ingin tahu kenapa si pemabuk dan si petani itu kubiarkan sembuh terlebih dulu.�
Tuhan melanjutkan,
�Aku menjawab doa Abdul si pemabuk dengan cepat karena imannya. Percaya kepada-Ku selama tiga hari adalah seluruh Imannya. Jika Aku menundanya, mungkin dia akan putus asa lalu bunuh diri. Untuk si petani, aku menunda kesembuhannya selama tiga bulan, karena dia memiliki kepercayaan yang lebih besar kepada-Ku. Tetapi setelah tiga bulan, maka keyakinannya akan hilang dan dia bisa bertindak nekat juga.. Apakah engkau bisa mengerti ?�
Tuhan kembali melanjutkan,
�Karena engkau adalah imam-Ku yang setia, aku tidak bisa mengabaikan doamu. Engkau adalah teman-Ku dan engkau sangat memahami hati-Ku. Buktinya, semakin lama Aku menunda kesembuhanmu, keyakinanmu padaku malah semakin dalam. Bahkan sekarang engkau sudah tidak peduli lagi apakah engkau akan sembuh atau mati, engkau hanya ingin berdoa pada-Ku. Engkau tetap beriman pada-Ku tanpa peduli apapun yang terjadi padamu. Aku telah menjadi segala-galanya bagimu.�
Besok paginya, Imam itu terbangun dan ia telah sembuh dari penyakit lepranya. Dan untuk pertama kalinya dia menyesali kesembuhannya.
From : My Brother