On a beautiful morning, two Indonesian rupiah notes were printed. One was a hundred thousand rupiah note, and the other one was a thousand rupiah one.
The day they were issued was a day of joy. Although it was only worth a cup of coffee, the one thousand rupiah note did not reveal any signs of jealousy. On the other hand, the one hundred thousand rupiah note remained humble, despite its higher financial values. The two notes walked hand in hand, laughing elatedly with thousand other notes as they were being distributed to various financial institutions in Indonesia.
Six months later the two notes were reunited in a wallet of a young man. Gazing at the old, shoddy one thousand rupiah note, the one hundred thousand rupiah note was flabbergasted. In angst, he asked, “It’s been only six months, why do you look so crumpled? What happened to you, brother?”
The one thousand rupiah note replied, “It’s because soon after we departed, I found myself moving from one hand to another; from a busker to a beggar; from the hands of stark-naked children to those of scroungers; from an orphanage to mosque weekly donations. I was in constant motion as people never think twice to use me for charitable purposes.” There was a glistened tear when he said this, but the one thousand rupiah note tried to be strong.
A moment later he looked at his counterpart in envy, saying, “And how come you still look fresh, still maintaining your attractive look? I mean, it’s been six months.”
The one hundred thousand rupiah note replied, “Oh, this happened because I was taken by a beautiful woman who always kept me in her fragrant and well-maintained purse. Even two months later when she handed me in to someone else, I was only circulated by and to the jet-sets. Expensive restaurants and luxurious hotels were my lovely havens.”
“Wow, you are one lucky note!” replied the one thousand rupiah note, now with jealousy engulfing his heart.
“No. I’m not as lucky as you are,” the one hundred thousand rupiah note begged to differ.
“What do you mean?”
“You were mainly used for charities, but I wasn’t. People looked at you, and they immediately saw your immense social function. But I never moved beyond my financial utility.
What they saw in you was your intrinsic value, but it was my extrinsic value that mostly interested people. Nothing else.”
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I am thinking of buying a novel priced in Rupi… hahahah
ahhahaha,, you meant in Rupiah, Jon? You could also buy it in dollars once it gets translated into English..
Thank you for commenting, my friend!
Subhan Zein
Hey, Subhan I have just realized that you have Indonesian blood. I am an Indonesian also. .Born in Yogyakarta, 17 October 1988. Study abroad since 2002 xoxoxoxoxoxoxo :>
Oh, that’s why you looked exotically beautiful! I thought you were either a Pinoy or an Indo when I saw your picture but didn’t want to venture a guess. Haha. Anyway, great to see you here, my friend.:-) Siapa nama asli kamu? And you’re asking me to collaborate? yeah, for sure. I’ll send you the poems in a day or two. And would Pantun also be okay? I’m trying to introduce Pantun amidst the increasing propensity towards Haiku. If only we had a lot more people interested, Pantun vs Haiku in the future? Yeah, it should make a great deal!
Nama asli saya Sylvia, but just call me Hasie. Hasie come from the words of Hase (Germanny, means: hare). I am waiting for the email:)
Sudah saya kirimkan, Nona Sylvia, a.k.a Hasie.. Silakan dicek yah..
Subhan Zein
menuju TKP
This is such an amazing post, i was trying to share it on my FB wall but somehow my net is being lazy for now, will try later again.
Very nicely written and expressed
Looking forward to read more of your posts.
Take good care of your self
Tya
Hi Tya Khan..
Thank you for your wonderful comment!
Yes, please do so when your internet has found its dilligence and zest.. Surely we’d be happy when we could share inspirational things to others..:-)
I’d try to find you on Facebook and add you as my friend, assuming your profile would be “Tya Khan”. Just in case I couldn’t find you, please feel free to add me. My profile is ‘Subhan Zein’. That way we could become friends!
Thank you once again and I’m looking forward to becoming your friend.
Have a wonderful weekend!
Kind regards,
Subhan Zein
I enjoyed this story, and your particular style of telling it…Thank you.
I’m so happy that you enjoyed it, Olive. One blessing for the day.. And I have a penchant for better writing, so wish me luck!
What a unique and refreshing take. Thank you Pak
Thank you, Eric!
Subhan Zein
Your writing is light and refreshing for me to read. I like it:)
I REALLY like it, I should say. The lightness is beautiful:)
Thank you very much, I am so happy that you like it. And I’m so flattered, Gigi Galore..
I’m just learning to write better and better.. Wish me luck!
Definitely! I wish the very best of everything
Thank you very much..
My gratefulness comes from the deepest of my heart. You are very kind. I wish you the very best in your life as well. Have a great day!
Thankyou, you too:)
Good story & well written! Sometimes we should see thing not only the value it has, but also the benefit of its value to the others.
I’ll wait for another inspiring story from you, mas Subhan!
Sorry for my bad english
Thank you, Mas. You are absolutely, right!
I’m happy that you’re waiting for another story from me. Please consider sharing..
A good story. I think I have read it somewhere, in Indonesian, but still you added valuable points here. Inspirational!
Hi Mas Made, thank you for your wonderful comments. Yes, that’s why I was indebted to Mas Nur “Jay” Daud…
what a story.. inspiring…
Thanks, Mas Andi! Please consider sharing it..
Even though I have not been back to Indonesia since 1995 I still keep some of those notes as they promote happy memories of beautiful scenery and gentle people. I hope the notes I have kept have been just as active in doing good deeds as your story reveals. Well written!
They must’ve been, Ian. Well, they now end up being in the right hands..