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Home(sick)

December 12, 2009

“Ah Harry, we have to stumble through so much dirt and humbug before we reach home. And we have no one to guide us. Our only guide is our homesickness.” (Steppenwolf by Hermann Hesse)

Harry, at a loss, suffered from chronic melancholia. He cried out his longing for home.

Hermann Hesse let the readers decide for themselves whether Harry did reach home in the end.

What/ where is home?
Is there home for everyone of us?
If there is none, why are we suffering from homesickness?

How about you?
Are you coming home?

13 Comments leave one →
  1. December 13, 2009 08:51

    Home is the place where I belong. Home is my baby daughter smile.

  2. December 13, 2009 11:47

    Sepertinya memang sudah sifat dasar manusia, selalu homesick dan mencari terus dimana Sang Pencipta (atau Sang Ibu) bisa segera ditemui.
    *minimal buat curhat abis-abisan*

  3. December 13, 2009 16:41

    Home is the place where my spirit belong. Its belong to heaven. Unfortunately, I’m not gonna die soon.
    *life sux*

  4. December 13, 2009 21:53

    ^
    .
    saya ini orang yg bisa dikatakan sebatang kara gitulah ayah ibu sudah tiada saudara gak punya( paling kerabat orang tua ) , anak istri gak punya, pacar ora ono😆 , lantas untuk alasan apalagi saya hidup…?🙄
    .
    sepertinya orang yg paling beralasan rindu “pulang kampung” itu saya 👿
    .
    tapi aneh saya merasa ada hal yg perlu di tuntaskan “disini” gak taulah apakah itu.. ?🙄
    .
    meskipun demikian saya ogah ngoceh oh betapa tidak bermaknanya hidup ini…., oooh betapa tidak bermaknanya hidup ini huak cuiiihh👿 , rada enek juga klw ingat dulu sempet terlintas kata2 seperti itu😆😆
    .
    .

    * curhat mode on *

  5. December 14, 2009 01:48

    wuaduuuh boso londo gak mudeng aku….:mrgreen:

    • December 19, 2009 19:57

      hati2 ilate bundet…😀

  6. December 15, 2009 10:03

    home is where my heart is… itu kata2 siapa ya.. lupa

  7. December 16, 2009 10:38

    If not cured properly, Harry will be suffering another higher level of pain such as chronic schizophrenia.

  8. December 19, 2009 19:58

    jadi ingat pepatah Melayu…
    “dimana bumi dipijak.., disitu langit dijunjung…”

  9. December 21, 2009 09:49

    haduh..ini kata-kata keramat buat saya
    “homesickness”
    jadi ngerasain semenjak ninggalin kampung halaman (tuntutan perut :D)
    meski jauh dari keluarga, at least bisa memendam harapan untuk kembali “pulang”…

  10. December 23, 2009 17:48

    been thinking about this lately; and this is what lingers in my head: the problem with homesickness is that, in my case, it has now become more important than “being at home” itself — the fulfillment of homesickness. i don’t know, i just think that this longing is much sweeter, worthier than any objects we could long for, any objects we have missed a lot. as i believe you’ve known quite well, the journey is always greater (more epic and colossal) than the arrival, no matter how dramatic it is. and this is, yes of course, ridiculous. i mean, how could you ever feel homesick if you have no idea where your home is? but then, if i know where home is, i really wouldn’t bother feeling homesick at all since i could go home anytime i like, right? seems that i am facing another paradox; a great wall impossible to break. *masihlinglung*

  11. December 31, 2009 17:59

    Selamat Tahun Baru mbake.
    Semoga semakin sukses dan semakin bahagia.

    Salam Sukses!

  12. January 4, 2010 07:56

    Kini kembali ku padamu Ibu
    Nafas hidupku dihembuskan dalam rahimmu
    Sekarang aku pulang ayah
    Benih hidup itu bertumbuh sudah

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