CHAPTER 1
You can call me Silencer. It’s not my real name. It came from a book I
wrote as I was 19, “Silencer On The
Field” and also the friends of mine gave me. Paper flap long gone, it had a red
hardback cover and book antiqua texture. It was possibly my very first book I
wrote. Funny, I can’t recall what is it was about. The only thing I remember is
the name – Silencer. I never wished it was mine, and now it is.
CHAPTER 2
Imagine me if you must, as someone you once knew. Someone perhaps you
liked or better yet, imagine me as you. As a kid I was top of my class, I
studied in the aircraft school. It was not because I liked studying, but
because I realized that an education was my best shot at getting out. See, my
failure time dropped me in a small world of a town. There wasn’t anything wrong
with it. As far as boring towns go, I was sure I left behind. I had friends,
but I always felt alone. No one ever left, but I wasn’t gonna die here. As much
as I loved him, I didn’t want to be anything like my dad. He seemed so busy on
his job. Like the smart men, I also want to make my own history in my life, be
an aircraft engineer, or it’s known as an LAE (License Aircraft Engineer). As
my dad, consonants were his life. He was a headmaster, and I guess he had never
expected me to take over the business he had built. He had said, “Be what you
want to be.” I had other plans, no one knows what I really wanna be before – a
pilot. There was an old man in front of the mini market, sitting down in a long
chair under the tree. He was shocked when I announced I wanted to be a pilot.
Never say to anyone, it would put me into the deep hole. But I just realized,
it is too late for that. So I changed my options, I wanted to be an aircraft
engineer. Even though I cannot fly the airplane, I still can works with it. It
is the reason I become an engineer. The sky is always bluest on the space, at
least according to me. That’s why I am still on the way of my options and it is
my job to catch it. My mom want me to take the electrical course two years ago.
In silence, I broke the command. I’m not sure of all the details, except one,
she don’t trust me with my abilities. I never blamed her, it was my fault when
I was in the school time. I am the one in my families who gave her the very bad
resulted.
CHAPTER 3
I don’t talk to any strangers
before, even girls. I never care how do they look, the cute or sexy one, I
didn’t because it was my rule. But as long as I lived in the big city, I
realized it ain’t give me anything. So I decided to broke my own rule, and I
did, it’s broken. Now as you see, I am the friends to anyone. I befriending
with anyone over the world. By then, my mind had been opened to a whole new
things. Even I knew everyone, I don’t talk too much to them. I only did with my
girl, only her. Perhaps to some peoples, what is the story here is, it is so
weird, but it’s the truth. I am not the story tellers. When I say something to
someone, I’ll told them the truth, it was because I am not story maker.
I don’t talk
to any strangers before, even girls. I never care how do they look, the cute or
sexy one, I didn’t because it was my rule. But as long as I lived in the big
city, I realized it ain’t give me anything. So I decided to broke my own rule,
and I did, it’s broken. Now as you see, I am the friends to anyone. I
befriending with anyone over the world. By then, my mind had been opened to a
whole new things. Even I knew everyone, I don’t talk too much to them. I only
did with my girl, only her. Perhaps to some peoples, what is the story here is,
it is so weird, but it’s the truth. I am not the story tellers. When I say
something to someone, I’ll told them the truth, it was because I am not story
maker.
CHAPTER 4
I liked to write down everything
in here. It was like my childhood, my memories, you know? Every time I read a
book, it’s like the author stole a part of me that I thought only I knew.
Someday I’m gonna write a book and I’ll do it to somebody else. It is the one
kind of strange. Actually I’m not a good one in writing the book but what I can
do is, – poetry. Two or three months after I wrote, I thought that was the cool
one, because I made by my own. It was just can use only the beautiful words to
put in there. But in the book, like this book, I could use anything I want. I
already know, as far as I write the book, soon I’ll discover that author is
nothing like me. In my dreams, I wish somebody will write a book about me. It’s
weird right? That was because I could keep it when I being an old man someday.
CHAPTER 5
I’ll be honest. I had this girl,
her name was Yaya. She’s the only girl I had, I take her for mine. One day
Silencer read in his stars that he was gonna fall in love with a woman in
purple. So he went out looking all day long and he found one. One months later,
they were in relationships. Two months later, he broke up with the woman in
purple. There were a secret of reasons that I keep personally. He seemed so
distant and sad, at this very moment, still looking for the woman in purple.
Figures he just got the wrong one. The next day I traced the reasons why it
could happened. In the end of the day, I found it and keep it personally.
CHAPTER 6
As the book pages turn on and
on, I keep writing all night long. The clock keeps turning, showed eleven
fifteen on the screen. But Silencer’s eyes was still opened wild, while texting
to his girl - Yaya. After nine months they were broke up, they were changed the
same status as before. So he told her the stories, about everything happened in
the past. Silencer doesn’t know if she believed in him or not, it was all up to
her. It was in the words he spoke, when I found out what her name was, maybe it
was just a coincidence. I mean, a name is just a name and a number is just a
number, isn’t it? I loved her.
CHAPTER 7
I started having terrible
nightmares. It was coming onto me. Night after night I got shot from the someone
I knew. It’s going round and around my brain. That dreams made me insane. Like
time is gonna kill me, time is a gentleman. Time is just a counting system,
numbers with meaning attached to them. It was like the time counting of my
life, the bullets is everywhere, waiting it fallen down to blow Silencer’s
body. At this point, I don’t need to tell you how terrible when the death come
closer to me.
CHAPTER 8
What was driving me insane? Silencer should have realized the truth. He
know some people would call him an insane – ‘but please don’t give up with me,’
said him to her girl. It wasn’t the happiest of ending, it wasn’t an ending at
all.
CHAPTER 9
Just now, I started feel how hard my course going’s. One of my brothers
is an electrical and electronics engineer. He asking me why did I don’t take
the course like him took. Perhaps he want me to take over the business he had
built, my mom too. What if mom was right? What if I would be a better one in
the electrical than aviation? What if I was the guy with nothing and something?
Sounds like a lot of what ifs, right? Chapter nine – you can call me Silencer,
but my real name is Nik, Nik Hasif Nik Hasbollah. What you have read so far is
not the whole things I put. I once read that the only philosophical question
that matters to recall back my old time. I guess that makes me a philosopher,
or I have to be an engineer? Some choices are easy, some aren’t. Those are the
really important ones, the one that define us as people. Six years ago I made
the wrong choice, guide me along the wrong path. I need to put it right and not
just for my sake. To die there in the street would have been easy, but it
wouldn’t have been justice. At least not the justice the fathers teach their
sons about. It wasn’t the happiest of endings when I was in that pathway. I was
right, Silencer was in danger. I just didn’t realize the danger was me. But
now, I changed the pathway from left side to right side, and we can go on
living my lives. It’s only a matter of time. Of course the time is a counting
system, number with meaning attached to them, isn’t? Someday you’ll be found
out what the meaning is.
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