I forgot the taste of Big Mac burger from Mc Donald's and crispy fried chicken from KFC.

I forgot the taste of beef cheese pizza from Pizza Hut and various donuts from Dunkin.

I forgot the taste of drinks like Cola Cola, Sprite, Fanta, Pepsi and coffee from Starbucks.

I also forgot the taste of Oreo , Cadbury chocolate , Danone biscuit and Walls ice cream.

Do you know why I've forgotten everything I ever liked ?!

Coz I've been boycotting it all for over a year until I forgot what it felt like.

And I have to forget forever coz I have decided to boycott forever.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Orang orang Indonesia suka makan Indomie.
Anak anak kos kere selalu makan Indomie.
Warung warung burjo juga selalu menyediakan Indomie.
Begitu juga aku yang seumur hidup selalu makan Indomie.

Indomie juga disukai orang orang Gaza.
Indomie menjadi makanan penyelamat mereka.
Indomie terus dikirimkan truk truk yang mengangkut bantuan.
Indomie dimasak dan dibagikan di tempat tempat pengungsian.

Tapi zionis zionis sinting malah menghancurkan Indomie.
Mereka mencegat truk yang mengangkut berdus dus Indomie.
Diambil secara paksa lalu diinjak injak hingga hancur semua Indomie.
Padahal seharusnya orang orang Gaza yang kelaparan bisa makan Indomie.

Banyak foto dan video yang menampilkan aksi penghancuran Indomie.
Tentu saja aku marah melihat zionis zionis sinting menghancurkan Indomie.
Orang orang Indonesia benar benar marah melihat hancurnya berdus dus Indomie.
Sosial media penuh komentar kemarahan tak terima melihat dihancurkannya berdus dus Indomie.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

When you surrender yourself to God.
It becomes inner faith.
When God enters you.
It becomes inner strength.
Make yourself His hands and feet.
Make Himself the one who determines everything.


June 2025

By Alvian Eleven

In this rotten world being too kind is a stupidity.
In this rotten world not having power and authority is a weakness.
You can see the consequences in Palestine.
Palestinians have long been colonized and cannot determine their own fate.
They are powerless to protect and defend the existence of their country.
All they can do is beg for the world's mercy.
So Palestine is not an ideal example of a nation's existence in this rotten world.
If you have bad fate like Palestinians.
There is no point in blaming this rotten world.
Blame yourself for your weakness and stupidity.


May 2025

By Alvian Eleven

It's a bad bad bad world.
But I still want to stay alive in here.
I don't want to go back to the sky too soon.
I want to last longer in this bad bad bad world.
Watching the collapse of this bad bad bad world while eating chocolate parfait.
I think it's fun enough to be the reason I stay alive in this bad bad bad world.


January 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Life in Gaza has just begun slowly.
Amidst hardship , limitations and uncertainty.
Ramadan that feels sad.
The great chaos is repeated again.
This chaos is not over yet.
It is not over yet.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven

After more than a year of long chaos in Gaza has finally ended.
The people of Gaza cheered and sang happily on the streets.
full of enthusiasm shouted
Allahu akbar !... Allahu akbar !...
And prostrated together while sobbing.
Celebrated the ceasefire and gratitude for surviving through the endless days of hell.
Now the hell is over and they can breathe a sigh of relief.
They are preparing to return to their destroyed homes.
Riding donkey carts with their family while smiling and keep saying.
Alhamdulillah... alhamdulillah... alhamdulillah...


January 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Tengah malam di pinggiran kota Surabaya.
Aku duduk sendiri di teras kafe tua.
Kupandangi jalanan yang lengang.
Sambil kuhisap pelan pelan rokokku.
Dan kuteguk kopiku yang tak lagi panas.

Tapi pikiranku tidak berada di sini.
Pikiranku masih berada jauh di Gaza.
Dimana kekacauan panjang tak kunjung berakhir.
Hingga aku lelah melihatnya setiap hari.
Seperti pertunjukan horor harian tanpa akhir.

Kusambungkan ponselku dengan wifi.
Lalu kulihat layar ponselku yang kusam.
Dan kubuka akun sosial media orang orang Gaza.
Ahmed , Omar , Eman , Mariam , Abdallah , Mohammed dan lainnya.
Seperti biasa mereka selalu memposting.
I'm still alive... I'm still alive... I'm still alive...

Tapi ada akun Facebook yang telah lama membisu.
Akun ini tidak lagi memposting apapun selama berbulan bulan.
Tentu saja aku sangat mengkhawatirkannya.
Dan aku menerka nerka apa yang terjadi padanya.
Apakah dia masih hidup atau sudah mati ?!?...

Akun ini milik seorang gadis bernama Nour.
Dia mengungsi dari Al Rimal kota Gaza.
Aku mengenal dia sejak akhir tahun kemarin.
Lalu kami merasa saling dekat satu sama lain.
Terhubung pikiran dan perasaan.
Antara Gaza dan Surabaya.

Aku ingat setiap hari aku selalu memberinya kata kata penyemangat.
Agar dia sanggup melalui hari demi hari yang kacau , berat , melelahkan dan berbahaya.
Nour selalu menceritakan apapun yang dia alami.
Penderitaannya... ketakutannya... kegetirannya... kecemasannya... kelelahannya... kesedihannya....
Aku juga merasakannya.

Ada kalanya situasi tenang sesaat.
Cukup tenang bagi Nour untuk mengenang kehidupannya.
Dia mengunggah foto rumahnya , lingkungannya , kampusnya dan juga sudut sudut indah kota Gaza.
Saat semuanya masih ada sebelum 07 October.

Bagi Nour nostalgia adalah penghiburan sesaat.
Pelipur lara di tengah penderitaan panjang.
Aku selalu terlarut nostalgia apapun yang dia ceritakan padaku.
Bersama teman temannya dia suka nongkrong di kafe tepi pantai.
Menyusuri keramaian jalan Al Rashid lalu makan jagung dan es krim di tepi jalan.
Atau menghabiskan uang untuk belanja baju di Watan mall dan Capital mall.

Membaca buku adalah hobi utama Nour.
Dia sering membeli buku di toko Samir Mansour.
Lalu dia membaca buku buku itu di kamarnya.
Berdinding pink , meja yang tertata rapi.
Dan sebuah teddy bear besar di atas kasur.

Memasak adalah hobi Nour yang lain.
Setiap hari dia memasak apapun di tungku tanah liat depan tendanya.
Falafel , mulukhiya , manakesh , maqluba.
Tampak begitu lezat hingga membuatku penasaran.
Seumur hidup aku tidak pernah memakan hidangan Arab.

Nour juga suka mendengarkan musik.
Dia menyuruhku mendengarkan lagu lagu Fairuz.
Penyanyi diva legendaris dari Lebanon yang dia idolakan.
Aku terpesona mendengarkan suara lembut Fairuz.
Menyanyikan lagu lagu Arab yang liriknya tak kumengerti.

Nour punya kucing berbulu putih tebal.
Kucing gemuk dan lucu yang bernama Kimba.
Setiap hari Kimba selalu dimanjakan Nour.
Tapi terkadang Nour mengeluh karena Kimba makan terlalu banyak.
Sementara makanan kucing susah dicari dan harganya naik tinggi.
Tragisnya , setelah lebaran Kimba menghilang berhari hari lalu ditemukan tewas tertembak quadcopter.
Kematian Kimba membuat Nour sangat depresi.

Nour kuliah di Universitas Islamic Gaza.
Kampusnya telah hancur dan kuliahnya terhenti pada semester lima.
Tapi dia selalu bangga pernah menjadi muridnya Refaat.
Mewarisi ajarannya untuk melawan dengan tulisan.
Menulis apapun tentang Palestina dan kehidupan apa adanya di Gaza.
Dimana jiwa jiwa yang punya kehidupan tidak cuma dianggap sebagai angka.

Aku takut jika pada akhirnya Nour hanya menjadi angka.
Angka statistik para martir yang terus bertambah setiap hari.
Sementara dunia tidak mampu melakukan apapun selain hanya melihat pembantaian tanpa akhir.
Merampas kehidupan secara paksa dan menyakitkan.

Tak ada yang tidak menyakitkan di Gaza.
Tapi bagiku lebih menyakitkan tidak ada kabar apapun dari Nour.
Aku merasakan kehampaan kehilangan dia.
Aku merindukan percakapan dengan dia.
Yang bisa kulakukan sekarang hanyalah memandangi foto wajahnya yang cantik.
Aku sungguh mengagumi kecantikannya.
Tatapan matanya yang berkilau , senyuman bibirnya yang mempesona.
Sepertinya aku telah jatuh cinta padanya.

Where are you now ?... Where are you nour ?...
Selama berbulan bulan aku selalu bertanya seperti itu pada Nour.
Tapi hingga sekarang tak ada jawaban sama sekali dari Nour.
Jika seandainya dia memberiku kabar singkat saat ini.
Aku benar benar akan merasa sangat lega.

Don't leave me !.. please don't leave me alone !..
Nour selalu memohon seperti itu padaku.
Dia ingin aku selalu ada untuknya.
Tapi sekarang dia tidak ada untukku.
Dia telah meninggalkan aku tanpa kata.

Ketika kupandangi langit malam untuk sesaat.
Aku bertanya tanya tentang takdir Nour.
Apakah dia telah menjadi satu diantara bintang bintang di langit ?!
Ini tidak adil , aku mengenal Nour terlalu singkat pada waktu yang buruk ini.
Aku hanya ingin dia tetap berada di bumi , berada di kota Gaza yang dia cintai.
Aku sangat ingin menemuinya pada waktu yang baik seperti yang kami harapkan , waktu ketika tanah Palestina telah terbebaskan.


October 2024

By Alvian Eleven

The feeling of powerlessness is very painful.
When you want change but you are unable to do it.
Change depends on many factors beyond your control.
You can only wait for a miracle but the miracle never comes.
While you are getting weaker , tired , desperate and helpless.
You want to give up but the voice inside you wants you to keep fighting.
It's all up to you whether you will give up or force yourself to keep fighting.
But calm yourself down for a moment.
Take a few deep breaths so your complicated thoughts can clear up a bit.
Then listen to the voice within you more clearly.
Yes , you have to keep fighting.
Keep fighting don't lose hope even if it seems to fade.
Keep fighting even though you are so tired and weak.
Keep fighting no matter how.
Keep fighting without knowing what it will be like.
Strengthen your fighting spirit and keep fighting !.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Dear Greta Thunberg.
You must have felt disappointed.
Your ship was only a few miles from Gaza.
But in the end you failed to set foot on the land of Gaza.
The people of Gaza who were ready to welcome you felt hopeless.
Their remaining hope was faded because you did not arrive in Gaza.
At least you have fought with courage.
The great courage that cowardly world leaders do not have.
History will remember your struggle and this is only the beginning.
You are still young and must continue your long struggle.
Keep fighting Greta !


June 2025

By Alvian Eleven

In the past during the Dutch colonial era in Java.
Javanese people were forced to live in hunger and poverty.
They eventually got used to eating only a spoonful of rice a day because they only had a little rice.
That way of life eventually became a common habit called 'laku prihatin'.

Now I'm also doing 'laku prihatin'.
I have been eating only a spoonful of rice a day for almost a month.
I'm doing this to show my solidarity with Gaza.
People and children in Gaza are starving to the point of being thin and malnourished.
How can I enjoy my favorite foods like soto , rawon , cap cay or bakpao while they are starving ?!..
That's why until today I'm still doing 'laku prihatin'.
A spoonful of rice a day is enough for me rather than eating delicious foods but not feeling the pleasure.


May 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Many LGBTQ people are disgusting.
They are a group of people who are proud of their crazy ****** deviations.
But I know that not all LGBTQ people are like that.
I often see LGBTQ people who are full of humanity.
Every time there is a solidarity action to support Palestine they always show their support.
They are also active in doing anything on social media to help the suffering people in Gaza.
So there is no reason for me to hate them.
On the contrary I admire them.
I don't see them as deviants.
I only see them as human beings.


June 2025

By Alvian Eleven

The tent should only be used for a week picnic.
But people in Gaza have been living in tents for more than a year.
On Tiktok you can see their daily life in the refugee camp.
And if you want to know how it feels.
Just imagine yourself in Gaza.

Summer is really torturous.
During the day it feels very hot in the tent.
Your body is full of sweat that flows profusely.
Then while you are sleeping rats and various insects will come in.
Crawling on the mattress , carpet or your body.
Mosquitoes also disturb your sleep every night.

Winter is also very torturous.
At night your body will shiver from the cold inside the tent.
If it rains very heavily the inside of the tent will be filled of ***** puddles.
Wetting the mattress , carpet and your belongings.
And the worst thing is that strong winds can tear the tent down.
If the tent collapses there will be no longer any shelter.

The worst of the worst are the unexpected various terrors.
Drones and quadcopters can suddenly attack.
Tanks and soldiers can also suddenly come to surround the refugee camp.
The most dangerous thing is that jet planes and helicopters can bombard tents at any time.
If the refugee camp is destroyed all people will be left displaced on the street.

Can you imagine all that ?!
You are lucky , you can still living in a safe and comfortable home.
And only see the suffering of people in Gaza on Tiktok.
If you are a weak person who is used to living in ease.
You will not survive even just a day.

November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

There are too many martyrs in Gaza which continue to increase every day for over a year.
Souls who previously had life continue to be wiped out until they end up becoming statistics.
Refaat , Hind Rajab , Dr Adnan , Mahasen , Medo Halimy , Ismail Al Ghoul , Shaban , Uncle Khaled , Chef Mahmoud , Awni El Dous , Ayman , Heba Zagout , Fathi Ghaben , Hassan Hamad , Dr Thabat and tens of thousands of other martyrs.
If they were all written down in poems it would take years to write poems about them all.
But they should be written down in poems one by one.
At least with poems they can always be remembered.
So if you feel motivated to write poems about them , just write immediately.


January 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Bulan tampak besar dan terang.
Aku memandangnya pada saat tengah malam.
Sambil berdiri di tepi sawah yang sepi.
Dekat rel kereta pinggiran Surabaya.

Kukeluarkan ponselku dari saku celana.
Lalu kupotret bulan yang kupandang.
Setelah itu langsung kuunggah fotonya.
Pada akun Instagramku.

Kulihat ada banyak postingan foto.
Dari akun Instagram orang orang Gaza.
Ternyata mereka juga sedang memandang bulan.
Bulan yang sama dengan yang kupandang.

Maha sedang duduk di atap rumah.
Dia memandang bulan sambil minum kopi.
Tanpa peduli bombardir pesawat jet.
Meledakkan pemukiman di Deir El Balah.

Omar sedang nongkrong dengan temannya.
Dia memandang bulan sambil merokok.
Melepas lelah setelah membantu relawan.
Membagikan makanan di Khan Yunis.

Mariam sedang termenung di depan tenda.
Dia memandang bulan sambil mengenang.
Kehidupannya yang hilang tak tersisa.
Terkubur puing puing rumahnya di Tel El Hawa.

Malak sedang menangis sedih.
Dia memandang bulan sambil mengingat.
Seorang teman akrabnya yang telah tiada.
Tewas terkena tembakan ******.

Dr Abraham sedang duduk di balkon.
Dia memandang bulan sambil mengeluh.
Kelelahan mengurusi orang orang terluka.
Memenuhi rumah sakit Al Nasser.

Saleh sedang melihat sekumpulan anak muda.
Mereka gembira menari dabke dan bermain oud.
Di atas puing puing reruntuhan bangunan.
Sementara bulan bersinar terang di belakang.

Begitulah bulan yang besar dan terang.
Menjadi penghias malam orang orang Gaza.
Yang masih terjebak kekacauan panjang.
Tanpa tahu kapan akan berakhir.


October 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Stop looking at the sky.
Because the sky doesn't care about your suffering.
There are no miracles that fall from the sky.
So stop looking at the sky.
Look at this rotten earth and fight.
Fight to overcome all difficulties.
Even though you are tired and weak force yourself to fight.
You will create miracles with your own hands.
Small miracles are good enough as long as you are consistent.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Gazans are still living in the tents.
***** and smelly tents.
Tents that are easily torn and collapsed by strong winds.

Do you know how much a tent costs ?

More than $ 1.000.

That's enough money to buy two PS5 consoles and some games.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Men in Gaza often complain.
They are stressed every day trapped in chaos.
While they can't smoke to relieve stress.

Do you know why they can't smoke ?!...
Because the price of cigarettes is soaring high and they don't have money to buy.

Do you know how much a pack of cigarettes , oops I mean how much a stick of cigarette costs ?!...

More than $ 30.

That money is enough to buy a Xiaomi smartwatch.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven

In the midst of chaotic ramadan Gazans are starving again.
There is no more chicken qidra for iftar or suhoor.
Because all food prices have skyrocketed.

Do you know how much a 20 kg sack of flour costs ?!...

More than $ 400.

That's the same price as a brand new Nintendo Switch.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Many people feel grateful because their lives are much better than the people of Gaza.
But I actually feel so jealous of the people of Gaza.
Do you know why ?!...
Because the people of Gaza have an unbreakable fighting spirit.
It is only a matter of time before they rise to achieve the glory of Palestine.
When that time comes the whole world will feel so jealous of Palestine.


May 2025

By Alvian Eleven

When this craziness is over.
The first thing I will do is go to the cafe.
I want to eat chocolate parfait with added waffles and red jelly.
That is my way to celebrate victory.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Palestine cannot be liberated just by shouting " Free Palestine ! "
I think it will take World War III to liberate Palestine.
But when World War III really happens the whole world will have to bear the consequences.
For me it doesn't matter how difficult the world situation will be.
The most important thing is that I can see Palestine liberated.
After that I will die with a great sense of relief.
Then in my next life I will be born in the shining land of Palestine.
That is my true heaven.


June 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Palestine is dying.
Palestine is on the verge of a slow and painful death.
Palestine is threatened with extinction from the earth.

But...

Have I lost hope for Palestine ?!...

NEVER


May 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Gaza is now completely destroyed not because of Godzilla or King Kong.
The destruction of Gaza is the result of Israeli madness and brutality.
For more than a year Israel has been bombarding Gaza non stop.
Jet planes , warships , artilleries , tanks , helicopters , bomb drones.
All of them non stop bombarding Gaza every day.
So blame Israel for the destruction of Gaza.
Never blame Godzilla or King Kong.


April 2025

By Alvian Eleven

The new year 2025 has just begun.
Everyone is wishing for the new changes.

But

It's still the same old fear.
It's still the same old pain.
It's still the same old hell.

Unfortunately

There is no abracadabra for instant new changes.

So

If you want the new changes just do it yourself.
The rest just let the laws of cosmic work.


January 2025

By Alvian Eleven

People in Gaza are always asking why ?!
Why are we going through this big mess ?!
Why are our lives like this ?!
Why we can't live normally like everyone else ?!

Then...

People in Gaza are always asking when ?!
When will this big mess end ?!
When will we no longer feel fear and suffering ?!
When we can return to normal life ?!

And...

People in Gaza are always asking how ?!
How will this big mess end ?!
How we have to survive any longer ?!
How do we continue our lives after this ?!

Also...

People in Gaza are always asking what ?!
What if we die ?!
What if we don't survive ?!
What is our fate ?!

But...

People around the world don't know the answers.
They don't know the answers.
Anyone doesn't know the answers.
Nobody knows the answers.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Two years ago a Gazan girl named Sondos felt enthusiastic.
She started studying international law at Al Azhar University in Gaza.
She bought and studied many thick books.
Because she wanted her country Palestine to get justice.

But since last year Gaza has started to become chaotic.
Long chaos full of destruction and massacre.
It has not been stopped despite numerous protests around the world.
And also the pointless trial in Haque.

Where is justice ?!... why is there no justice for us ?!...
Don't we deserve justice ?!... why don't we get justice ?!
For over a year Sondos has always questioned justice for Palestine.
But it was useless , the justice never came.

Sondos feels disillusioned.
She has realized that international law is just a nonsense.
All she can do now is just sit in front of the campfire.
Warm herself while burning all her thick books about international law.

December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Setelah 07 Oktober adalah normal baru.
Orang orang Gaza tak lagi punya kehidupan.
Kehidupan telah dihancurkan kekacauan.
Kekacauan panjang yang penuh penderitaan.

Tiap hari Hassan dan keluarganya terlunta lunta.
Menyusuri jalanan tanpa tahu harus kemana.
Tenda dan barang tertinggal di pengungsian yang hancur diserang.
Itulah normal baru Hassan.

Berkali kali Asmaa mendapat kabar buruk.
Murid muridnya telah tewas satu persatu.
Dia hanya bisa menangis teringat mereka.
Itulah normal baru Asmaa.

Samara sedih ketika anaknya ulang tahun.
Dia tak bisa membuat kue **** seperti biasanya.
Yang dia buat hanyalah lumpur berbentuk kue ****.
Itulah normal baru Samara.

Berbotol botol minyak goreng dibeli Mai.
Semuanya diisi ke dalam tanki mobilnya.
Setelah itu dia melintasi jalan Al Rashid yang penuh kehancuran.
Itulah normal baru Mai.

Mustafa sering duduk di tepi pantai.
Terus terusan termenung sedih sambil menangis.
Teringat gadis pujaannya yang tewas mengenaskan.
Itulah normal baru Mustafa.

Fadi sering kelelahan berjalan kaki jauh.
Mencari cari solar panel untuk mengecas laptop.
Dan juga tempat yang menjangkau internet.
Itulah normal baru Fadi.

Tiap hari Mariam selalu kelelahan.
Dia harus mengantri air dan mencari kayu bakar.
Setelah itu mencuci , memasak dan membersihkan tenda.
Itulah normal baru Mariam.

Tiap pergi ke pasar Heba selalu merasa jengkel.
Harga telur , ayam dan sayuran semakin naik tinggi.
Sementara dia kesulitan mendapatkan donasi.
Itulah normal baru Heba.

Yousef sering ikut nelayan ke laut.
Naik perahu sambil membawa jala untuk mencari ikan.
Tapi hanya sebentar di laut kapal perang datang menggempur.
Itulah normal baru Yousef.

Tiap melihat foto dirinya Mohammed selalu sedih.
Badannya kurus kering dan pucat kulitnya.
Akibat sering kelaparan dan kekurangan gizi.
Itulah normal baru Mohammed.

Abdullah selalu kesulitan mendapatkan donasi.
Dia sudah senang jika bisa membeli mie dan kopi.
Baginya itu menjadi suatu kemewahan.
Itulah normal baru Abdullah.

Tiap teringat kebun olive miliknya Ali selalu sedih.
Kebun warisan keluarganya itu sudah terbakar habis.
Tak ada lagi yang tersisa selain hanya kenangan saat musim panen.
Itulah normal baru Ali.

Melanjutkan sekolah online memang melelahkan.
Tiap hari Tareq harus berjalan jauh untuk mengecas laptop.
Dia juga sering kesulitan mendapat koneksi internet.
Itulah normal baru Tareq.

Gas dan bensin sulit didapatkan.
Satu satunya bahan bakar hanyalah minyak goreng.
Ayahnya Omar menjualnya di pinggir jalan.
Itulah normal baru ayahnya Omar.

Khaled dan keluarganya sering kelaparan.
Uang donasi tak menentu dan tak ada bantuan makanan.
Satu satunya yang bisa dimakan hanyalah makanan ternak.
Itulah normal baru Khaled.

Tiap melihat foto dirinya Eman sering menangis.
Wajahnya tampak kusut dan kecantikannya memudar.
Bibirnya yang kering tak bisa lagi tersenyum.
Itulah normal baru Eman.

Musim dingin Aya sangat menderita.
Dia meringkuk kedinginan di dalam tenda yang kehujanan.
Tak ada selimut atau apapun yang menghangatkan.
Itulah normal baru Aya.

Tiap hari Walid pergi kemana mana.
Naik kereta keledai mengantarkan orang orang.
Sambil berhati hati menghindari drone terbang.
Itulah normal baru Walid.

Kamera Nassar tampak kusam.
Tiap hari dia selalu menyusuri jalanan berdebu.
Yang dia potret hanya rombongan pengungsi dan mayat mayat bergelimpangan.
Itulah normal baru Nassar.

Ketika ramadhan Fatema merasa sedih.
Dia tak punya bahan untuk membuat kue.
Yang dia punya hanyalah sisa tepung penuh belatung.
Itulah normal baru Fatema.

Kakeknya Ashraf terbaring lemah di dalam tenda.
Sering berteriak ketakutan saat mendengar suara.
Ledakan demi ledakan bombardir pesawat jet dan helikopter.
Itulah normal baru kakeknya Ashraf.

Khalil sering menggerutu.
Tiap pertandingan El Classico dia tidak bisa nonton.
Yang bisa dia lakukan hanya membaca berita sepakbola.
Itulah normal baru Khalil.

Huda merasa lelah meneruskan kuliah online.
Sementara dia sering terkenang dengan kampusnya yang telah hancur.
Dan juga teman temannya yang telah tewas.
Itulah normal baru Huda.

Ketika musim panas Kareem sangat menderita.
Dia kepanasan di dalam tenda yang sempit.
Sementara di luar matahari benar benar terik.
Itulah normal baru Kareem.

Shayma kesal laptopnya rusak.
Dia tak bisa lagi menonton film dan anime yang sering dia unduh.
Sementara tukang servis laptop baru saja tewas.
Itulah normal baru Shayma.

Tiap pergi ke pasar ayahnya Lubna merasa sedih.
Sayuran dan buah buahan harganya naik tinggi tak terbeli.
Padahal dulu bisa dipanen banyak di kebun sendiri.
Itulah normal baru ayahnya Lubna.

Malak sering sakit sakitan.
Tak ada yang bisa dia lakukan selain hanya terbaring lemah.
Kehilangan semangat untuk melakukan apapun.
Itulah normal baru Malak.

Tiap sore Zaina selalu kelelahan.
Dia terus keliling tempat pengungsian menjual falafel buatannya.
Tapi hanya sedikit orang yang punya uang untuk membeli.
Itulah normal baru Zaina.

Saat merasa suntuk Dima sering menyesal.
Dia tidak membawa koleksi novelnya yang tertinggal di rumah.
Satu satunya penghiburan hanyalah mengingat berbagai cerita koleksi novelnya.
Itulah normal baru Dima.

Anak anaknya Hussein selalu kelelahan.
Tiap hari mereka menghabiskan waktu berjam jam.
Hanya untuk antri pembagian air dan makanan saat panas terik.
Itulah normal baru anak anaknya Hussein.

Tiap hari Reem selalu kelelahan kurang tidur.
Apalagi saat menstruasi dia benar benar menderita.
Sobekan tenda yang kasar dia jadikan pembalut.
Itulah normal baru Reem.

Amal telah kehilangan semangat dan harapan.
Tak sanggup meneruskan kuliah online di tengah kekacauan.
Rencana melanjutkan kuliah ke Eropa sudah dia lupakan.
Itulah normal baru Amal.

Dr Ghassan sering kebingungan.
Pasokan obat obatan di rumah sakit Al Quds semakin habis.
Sementara tiap hari puluhan orang dan anak  yang terluka terus berdatangan.
Itulah normal baru Dr Ghassan.

Ahmed dan keluarganya kelelahan bertahan hidup.
Berkali kali mereka pindah tempat pengungsian.
Setelah tenda tenda dibombardir pesawat jet dan helikopter.
Itulah normal baru Ahmed.

Saat tengah malam Aboud sering bersedih.
Dia menyesal tidak bisa menyelamatkan rekan rekannya di rumah sakit Al Shifa.
Mereka tewas dieksekusi massal hingga Aboud merasa sedih mengingatnya.
Itulah normal baru Aboud.

Tiap malam Mahmoud sering meratapi nasib.
Dia kehilangan segalanya tak punya apa apa lagi , tak punya siapa siapa lagi.
Dia sering mempertanyakan kenapa dirinya masih hidup.
Itulah normal baru Mahmoud.

Sham mengalami trauma parah.
Tatapannya kosong dan sering menangis.
Teringat keluarganya yang tewas dilindas tank.
Itulah normal baru Sham.

Saat malam yang dingin Sondos selalu menghangatkan diri.
Dia membakar tumpukan buku kuliahnya dengan rasa kecewa.
Baginya hukum internasional dan hak asasi manusia cuma ilusi belaka.
Itulah normal baru Sondos.

Tiap malam Bayan dan Layan tidak bisa tidur.
Di tengah bombardir pesawat jet tanpa henti mereka terus memandangi langit.
Berharap keajaiban akan mengubah keadaan.
Itulah normal baru Bayan dan Layan.

Normal baru menjadi masa kini yang menyakitkan.
Terlalu menyakitkan untuk dijalani selama setahun lebih.
Tak ada yang tahu kapan berakhirnya kekacauan panjang yang tak berkesudahan.
Terus menerus menghancurkan kehidupan dan mengancam masa depan.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Sebelum 07 Oktober adalah normal lama.
Orang orang Gaza masih punya kehidupan.
Kehidupan yang telah menjadi masa lalu.
Masa lalu yang hanya bisa dikenang.

Hassan selalu senang tiap jumat siang.
Setelah shalat jumat dia bisa makan enak bersama keluarganya.
Lalu bersantai di tepi pantai hingga sore.
Itulah normal lama Hassan.

Tiap hari Asmaa bersemangat mengajar.
Pelajaran bahasa Arab untuk sekolah dasar.
Murid muridnya selalu berisik di dalam kelas.
Itulah normal lama Asmaa.

Samara selalu merayakan ulang tahun anaknya.
Dia membuat kue **** dan memasang hiasan lucu.
Boneka besar menjadi hadiah untuk anaknya.
Itulah normal lama Samara.

Tiap sore Mai selalu menyetir mobilnya.
Pelan pelan melewati jalan Al Rashid yang ramai.
Sambil melihat lihat suasana tepi pantai.
Itulah normal lama Mai.

Mustafa sibuk bekerja siang malam.
Mengumpulkan uang untuk membayar dowri.
Agar dia bisa secepatnya mengawini gadis pujaannya.
Itulah normal lama Mustafa.

Fadi selalu begadang tiap malam.
Saat listrik menyala dia sibuk melakukan banyak hal.
Mengecas laptop , mengetik makalah , mencuci baju dan lainnya.
Itulah normal lama Fadi.

Tiap hari Mariam selalu sibuk.
Pagi hingga sore dia berada di kantor.
Bekerja mengurusi periklanan dan digital marketing.
Itulah normal lama Mariam.

Heba selalu senang belanja di pasar.
Dia membeli daging , sayuran , buah buahan dan bumbu masakan.
Saat tiba di rumah dia langsung bersemangat memasak.
Itulah normal lama Heba.

Saat pagi Yousef sering pergi ke dermaga.
Dia melihat laut sambil menghirup udara segar.
Lalu membeli banyak ikan yang baru ditangkap nelayan.
Itulah normal lama Yousef.

Mohammed bertubuh kekar.
Tiap sore dia rutin pergi ke gym atau latihan tinju.
Terus berolahraga menjaga kebugaran tubuh.
Itulah normal lama Mohammed.

Lulus kuliah Abdullah masih menganggur.
Dia sering berhutang apapun di toko tetangganya.
Saat ditagih seperti biasa dia selalu menghilang.
Itulah normal lama Abdullah.

Keluarga Ali punya kebun olive.
Tiap musim panen dia selalu senang memetik olive.
Sambil makan manakeesh dan zaatar bersama keluarganya.
Itulah normal lama Ali.

Tiap malam Tareq sibuk belajar.
Dia ingin mendapat nilai tinggi saat ujian tawjihi.
Agar keluarganya merasa bangga padanya.
Itulah normal lama Tareq.

Ayahnya Omar bekerja di bengkel.
Dia sering memasang tabung gas untuk mobil.
Sopir sopir taksi tidak perlu membeli bensin.
Itulah normal lama ayahnya Omar.

Tiap menerima gaji Khaled merasa senang.
Dia selalu mengajak keluarganya makan enak.
Menyantap berbagai hidangan sea food di restoran Abu Hasira.
Itulah normal lama Khaled.

Wajah Eman selalu tampak cantik.
Dia rutin pergi ke salon melakukan perawatan.
Produk produk kecantikan juga dia beli semua.
Itulah normal lama Eman.

Ketika musim dingin Aya selalu senang.
Dia menghabiskan waktu membaca koleksi novelnya.
Sambil makan burger dan mereguk hangatnya sahlab.
Itulah normal lama Aya.

Tiap hari Walid selalu keliling Elsaraya.
Dia menyopir taksi mencari cari penumpang.
Sementara anak anak jalanan menjual tissue dan biskuit.
Itulah normal lama Walid.

Saat ada orang menikah Nassar selalu diundang.
Dia menjadi fotografer untuk memotret pengantin.
Pernikahan meriah di hotel dan resort tepi pantai.
Itulah normal lama Nassar.

Saat ramadhan toko Fatema selalu ramai.
Orang orang datang membeli berbagai kue buatannya.
Kaak , qatayef , baklava , kunafa dan lainnya.
Itulah normal lama Fatema.

Ketika hujan deras malam hari.
Kakeknya Ashraf selalu mendengarkan radio.
Menunggu lagu lagu Fairuz diputar sambil menghisap hookah.
Itulah normal lama kakeknya Ashraf.

Saat pertandingan El Classico.
Khalil dan teman temannya selalu pergi ke kafe.
Nonton bersama sambil bersorak sorak.
Itulah normal lama Khalil.

Huda kuliah literatur Inggris di Universitas Al Azhar.
Dia senang menghabiskan waktu di kampus.
Nongkrong di kantin atau baca buku di perpustakaan.
Itulah normal lama Huda.

Ketika musim panas Kareem tidak betah di rumah.
Dia sering nongkrong bersama teman temannya di tepi pantai.
Sambil makan jagung , kacang dan minum barrad.
Itulah normal lama Kareem.

Generator di rumah Shayma sering mati.
Biasanya dia keluar membawa laptop nongkrong di kafe.
Mereguk hangatnya mocca sambil mengunduh film dan anime.
Itulah normal lama Shayma.

Ayahnya Lubna punya kebun buah buahan.
Stroberi , jeruk , lemon , semangka dan kurma.
Tiap hari kebun itu selalu diurus secara telaten.
Itulah normal lama ayahnya Lubna.

Malak sering ikut kegiatan.
Pemberdayaan dan kreatifitas anak muda.
Dia belajar coding dan konten multimedia.
Itulah normal lama Malak.

Setelah lulus kuliah Zaina sulit mendapat pekerjaan.
Dia membuka kios kecil yang menjual falalel.
Orang orang selalu datang membeli falafel buatannya.
Itulah normal lama Zaina.

Dima punya banyak koleksi novel.
Dia sering membeli berbagai novel di toko Samir Mansour.
Lalu dia membacanya sambil berbaring di kasur.
Itulah normal lama Dima.

Tiap pulang sekolah anak anaknya Hussein selalu senang.
Mereka dibelikan Playstation agar bisa bermain game.
Ada balapan , pertarungan dan petualangan.
Itulah normal lama anak anaknya Hussein.

Tiap hari Reem selalu enerjik.
Dia menjadi instruktur fitness dan aerobik.
Tak mengherankan kalau tubuhnya tampak langsing dan kencang.
Itulah normal lama Reem.

Masa akhir kuliah Amal sibuk belajar.
Dia ingin segera lulus dengan nilai yang bagus.
Mendapat beasiswa kuliah ke Eropa adalah impiannya.
Itulah normal lama Amal.

Menjadi ahli bedah adalah pekerjaan Dr Ghassan.
Selama puluhan tahun dia menjadi dokter di rumah sakit Al Quds.
Walaupun gajinya tak seberapa tapi dia selalu semangat bekerja.
Itulah normal lama Dr Ghassan.

Ahmed dan keluarganya baru saja pindah ke apartemen.
Apartemen berfasilitas lengkap yang dibangun di tepi pantai.
Kehidupan terasa nyaman tanpa mengalami masalah apapun.
Itulah normal lama Ahmed.

Setelah lulus kuliah medis Aboud langsung bekerja di rumah sakit Al Shifa.
Dia senang bekerja dengan rekan rekannya yang penuh semangat.
Menyembuhkan orang orang dengan berbagai keluhan penyakit.
Itulah normal lama Aboud.

Kehidupan Mahmoud benar benar bahagia.
Dia tinggal di apartemen mewah bersama keluarganya.
Berbagai bisnis yang dia punya terus menerus untung besar.
Itulah normal lama Mahmoud.

Tiap hari Sham senang menghabiskan waktu di rumah.
Berkumpul bersama keluarganya menikmati kebersamaan yang menyenangkan.
Baginya keluarga adalah segalanya.
Itulah normal lama Sham.

Sondos kuliah hukum di Universitas Al Azhar.
Dia mempelajari hukum internasional dan hak asasi manusia.
Dia ingin Palestina yang terjajah mendapatkan keadilan.
Itulah normal lama Sondos.

Melukis adalah hobi Bayan dan Layan.
Mereka paling senang melukis langit seperti lukisan Van Gogh.
Bagi mereka langit menyimpan segala misteri yang tak diketahui manusia.
Itulah normal lama Bayan dan Layan.

Normal lama berakhir setelah 07 Oktober.
Orang orang Gaza tidak lagi punya kehidupan.
Hanya ada masa kini yang menyakitkan.
Dan masa depan yang terancam.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Israel is a vicious octopus.
Its tentacles gripped Europe and America.
And its mouth devoured Palestine.
So if you want to liberate Palestine.
Cut off the tentacles then hit the head hard.
This octopus will die and become the carcass of history.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Oh Habibti.
Why are you so beautiful ?
Your smile seduces my heart.
Your gaze brightens my soul.
You are the most beautiful woman in Gaza.
I want to make you my beloved wife.
Oh Habibti.


January 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Oh Habibti.
Arabs often say to me that Arabic is full of romantic words.
That's why I want to take an Arabic course.
So I can ****** you with romantic words.
To touch your heart , to have your heart.
Oh Habibti.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Oh Habibti.
Before I planned to marry you.
I had already married Palestine.
I had married Palestine with my deepest soul.
Then I got to know you and realized something.
That you are the human form of Palestine.
Palestine in the form of a beautiful woman.
That's you wearing thobe.
That's you cooking maqluba.
That's you dancing dabke.
That's you pounding olives.
That's you showing resilience.
That's you teaching life.
That's you who made me fall in love.
Oh Habibti.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Oh Habibti.
When a man loves a woman.
That man will always thinks about the woman he loves.
Every time he eats it doesn't feel delicious.
Every time he sleeps it doesn't feel peaceful.
Every time he hangs out it doesn't feel happy.
Because that man always thinks about the woman he loves.
You must know who that man is.
That man is me.
Me who loves you so much.
My love for you is unbearable.
I can't bear my love for you for too long.
So open your heart to me.
Let me into your deepest heart.
Let me marry you.
Let me be your habibi.
I want to feel how blissfully happy it is to have you.
Oh Habibti.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven

6 a.m di Surabaya - 1 a.m di Gaza

Saat bangun tidur badanku terasa lemas.
Masih terlalu pagi aku masih ingin berbaring di kasur.
Sambil kubuka akun X orang orang Gaza yang kukenal.
Tapi hanya akun Omar yang tampak aktif.
Memposting apapun yang sedang dia alami.

Omar mengeluh susah tidur.
Kedinginan berselimut kain tipis usang.
Banyak nyamuk masuk ke tendanya.
Sementara di luar suara zanana mengganggu.
Diselingi ledakan bombardir pesawat jet.

10 a.m di Surabaya - 05 a.m di Gaza

Aku bosan menunggu antrian bank yang ramai.
Sambil menunggu sepi kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh melihat banyak belatung.
Merubung sisa tepungnya yang hampir kadaluwarsa.
  Dia tak bisa lagi membuat roti.

11 a.m di Surabaya - 06 a.m di Gaza

Aku menunggu ojek online di tepi jalan.
Sambil merokok kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh kehabisan sabun dan shampo.
Sementara air untuk mandi dan mencuci.
Hanya tersisa setengah ember.

01 p.m di Surabaya - 08 a.m di Gaza

Aku sedang makan siang di Peneleh.
Makan pecel sambil kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh saat mengantri di toko.
Menghabiskan waktu dan tenaga.
Berdesak desakan hanya untuk sekantung roti.

04 p.m di Surabaya - 11 a.m di Gaza

Saat sore aku nongkrong di Wonokromo.
Minum kopi sambil kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh setelah belanja di pasar.
Bawang , tomat , terong , kentang dan cabai.
Harganya semakin naik tak terjangkau.

06 p.m di Surabaya - 01 p.m di Gaza

Aku sedang duduk di beranda masjid.
Menunggu isya sambil kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh setelah berjalan jauh.
Merasakan kepanasan dan kelelahan.
Hanya untuk mengecas ponselnya di solar panel dekat pantai.

08 p.m di Surabaya - 03 p.m di Gaza

Aku masih makan malam di Tunjungan.
Makan rawon sambil kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Ternyata di Gaza sedang hujan deras.
Omar mengeluh setelah tendanya kebanjiran.
Barang barangnya basah terkena air hujan.

09. p.m di Surabaya - 04 p.m di Gaza

Temanku mengajak minum kopi di kafe.
Minum cappucino sambil kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh sudah lama tidak makan ayam.
Yang bisa dia lakukan hanyalah menggambar ayam.
Lalu menaruhnya di atas piring kosong.

10 p.m di Surabaya - 5 p.m di Gaza

Aku sedang menonton sepakbola.
Saat jeda kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh setelah memeriksa Gofundme.
Hampir seminggu tak mendapat donasi.
Sementara uangnya hanya tersisa puluhan shekel.

01 a.m di Surabaya - 08 p.m di Gaza

Tengah malam aku bersiap tidur.
Sambil berbaring di kasur kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Ternyata pemukiman dekat tendanya baru saja dibombardir.
Omar mengeluh setelah kelelahan membantu evakuasi.
Dia hampir muntah melihat serpihan tubuh berlumuran darah.

03. a.m di Surabaya - 10 p.m di Gaza

Aku merasa kesulitan tidur.
Sambil mendengarkan musik kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Ternyata dia masih tetap mengeluh.
Merasa lelah terus menerus mengeluh.
Terlalu banyak keluhan hingga kelelahan mengeluh.

Aku juga lelah melihat Omar terus mengeluh.
Tapi orang yang menderita memang harus mengeluh.
Hanya mayat yang tak bisa lagi mengeluh.
Mayat tak merasakan penderitaan untuk dikeluhkan.
Daripada menjadi mayat lebih baik Omar tetap hidup walaupun terus mengeluh.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Dear Amal , last night I had a strange dream about you.
I dreamed that suddenly you lived in my house.
In the morning my washing machine sounded.
I saw you washing all your clothes.

I took a shower and then I drank coffee on the terrace.
After that I cleaned my car while waiting for you to take a shower.
Then after taking a shower you wore a blue shirt , pink jacket and black jeans.
You put on your makeup and put on your ugly glasses.

I took you around my hometown Batu City , East Java.
A very calm and beautiful mountain town with cool air.
I drove my car slowly while you sat next to me.
You seemed happy to see the rice fields and vegetable gardens along the side of the road.

We stopped at a roadside stall.
We had chicken soto rice with boiled eggs for our breakfast.
The broth was very tasty with the addition of lime , koya powder and black soy sauce.
You tasted it and felt the deliciousness.

While eating you talked about your life.
You wanted to forget all the trauma. Because you suffered too much for a long time.
You just wanted to be able to feel truly alive again.

After breakfast I took you to visit Jatim Park 3.
This is one of the famous tourist attractions in Batu City.
You looked excited when you entered the dinosaur park.
We rode a small train around the entire park full of dinosaurs.

With a happy face you took photos and videos many times.
After exiting the dinosaur park I took you to the aquarium zone.
All the walls are made of glass showing many fish in the water.
Shark , manta , clown fish , turtle , octopus and others.
It looks beautiful with coral reefs and underwater lighting.

You asked me to take pictures many times.
You posed while smiling at each wall of the aquarium.
We also took pictures together while laughing.
Then we recorded videos many times while walking.

After leaving the aquarium zone you felt hungry.
I invited you to eat cheese burger and drink boba at the food court.
While chewing the burger you uploaded all the photos and videos.
So that Aya , Asmaa and Malak would see them immediately.

When it was noon we left Jatim Park 3.
You asked me to take you to a beauty salon.
You wanted to do hair and ****** treatments.
So I drove my car to the nearest beauty salon.

When we arrived at the beauty salon I took you in.
Then you were immediately served by the salon employees.
I waited quite a long time in the parking lot.
While smoking and listening to music.

When you came out of the salon your face looked so fresh and beautiful.
You also dyed your hair a bit maroon.
Then I took your picture several times. You posed while smiling in front of my car.

We went around Batu City again.
Then I drove my car to the mountainside.
After that crossing the vast rice fields Along the road of Pujon village.
Until we arrived at Selorejo Lake.

A calm and beautiful lake on the edge of the mountain.
The air was cold and looked a bit foggy.
We ordered grilled fish rice for our lunch on the lakeside.
Then we drank hot chocolate while talking about each other's lives.

Then we walked along the lakeside while taking pictures together.
After that we rented a boat to go around the lake.
You looked excited going around the lake while recording video.
While I smiled seeing you happy.

Towards the evening we left Selorejo Lake.
We returned to Batu City through the same rice fields as before.
Then you wanted to shop for cosmetic and fashion products.
So I took you to Batos Mall.

When in the mall you were busy choosing various clothes , t-shirts and pants that you liked.
Then you chose various cosmetics such as lipstick , powder , eye shadow , blush on , perfume and others.
After that we bought a lot of snacks to eat at home.
Chitato , Twistko , Taro , Beng Beng and others.

It was getting dark when we came out of Batos Mall.
Then I invited you to hang out at the Fifteen Celcius Cafe on the mountainside.
The weather was getting colder but we sat outside.
So that we could see the sparkling city lights from above.

We ordered a pepperoni pizza for our dinner.
Then we sipped warm macchiato slowly.
While jazz music sounded softly in the calm atmosphere.
We sipped macchiato while seeing the beautiful sparkling city lights from above.

After that you made a video call with Aya.
With great enthusiasm you showed Aya the sparkling city lights.
Asmaa and Malak also saw it.
They all seemed excited to talk to you.

The night was getting colder we went home soon.
After arriving home I smoked on the terrace while you immediately took a shower.
You took too long in the shower until I felt sleepy.
Slowly I fell asleep on the terrace.

When morning came I woke up in my room.
I felt strange and confused.
When I came out of the room I looked for where you were.
But you were not in my house.

It turned out I was just dreaming.
It was a really strange dream.
Maybe because I thought too much about you.
You who are still trapped in Gaza.

Dear Amal , this world is so unfair.
We live on the same planet under the same sky but my reality and your reality are so different.
How can I live my normal reality while your reality is so far below normal ?!...
if only I could bring you to my reality I would always see you smile just like in my dream.


May 2025

By Alvian Eleven

On your smartphone screen.
You can see corpses covered in blood.
But you can't smell it.
You can see the explosion of a jet plane bombardment.
But you can't feel the danger.
You can see children seriously injured.
But you can't feel their pain.
You can see hungry children queuing for food.
But you can't feel their hunger.
You can see people displaced on the streets.
But you can't feel their fear , despair and exhaustion.

On your smartphone screen.
You've still been watching for over a year.
Endless daily horror show from Gaza.
Like a Hollywood apocalyptic film but not fiction.
Real blood , real corpses , real bullets, real explosions , real scenes.
Everything you see really happened and makes you confused.
Because you can only watch for over a year.
And it still continues while you can't do anything.
You pray , pray and pray for a good ending.
But you don't know when and how it will end.
So you still continue watching every day.
Until you lose your sanity.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

A Gazan man named Hassan told me.
In the past his grandfather used to live in the city of Jaffa.
His grandfather was a farmer who had a large orange orchard.
The harvest every year was very plentiful to be exported.

Hassan said Jaffa oranges taste sweet and juicy.
The size is large , the skin is thick and only have a few seeds.
In the past so many merchant ships carried crates of Jaffa oranges at the port.
Transported across the Mediterranean Sea for export to many countries.
Palestinians used to feel proud that Jaffa oranges became Palestine's mainstay trade commodity.

But that was only the glory of the past.
After the Nakba 1948 the city of Jaffa was conquered by the Zionists.
Hassan's grandfather and all the residents of Jaffa were expelled.
Leaving behind their homes , orange orchards , whatever buildings they owned.

After decades have passed oranges from Jaffa are still an export commodity.
But Jaffa oranges have become an Israeli trade commodity and no longer belong to Palestine.
Palestine has lost oranges from Jaffa that were once proud of in the past.

Hassan often imagines about Jaffa oranges.
If one day Palestine is truly liberated Hassan has the right to return.
He will return to the house and orange orchard that belonged to his deceased grandfather.
Hassan will continue his grandfather's work of planting and managing orange gardens.
Becoming an orange farmer like his grandfather is his biggest dream.

Hassan also promised me that every harvest season I would be sent a box of Jaffa oranges.
Of course I would be happy if one day I received a shipment of oranges from Jaffa.
I think I'll be addicted once I taste what Jaffa oranges taste like.


January 2025


By Alvian Eleven

In Gaza there are many painful ways to die.
For more than a year death after death continues to occur which seems tragic and sadistic.
You can see on TikTok like an endless daily horror show.
And if you are curious about what it feels like every day to escape death.
Try to imagine yourself in Gaza.

If you hide in your house jet planes will bombard until it's destroyed.
Then you will die under the rubble of your house.

If you are not alert when you are on the street snipers, drones, quadcopters will target you.
Then you will die from being shot or hit by an explosion.

If you are injured but there is no ambulance or civilian rescue to pick you up you will slowly bleed out.
Then you will bleed to death.

If you are injured but there is no medicine or adequate equipment in the hospital you will be in prolonged pain.
Then you will just die.

If no food aid enters Gaza you will starve until your body become weak.
Then you will starve to death.

If you are caught by the soldiers you will be tortured while being interrogated.
Then you will die in a mass execution.

If you are caught by the soldiers carrying tanks you will be forced to lie down on the ground.
Then you will be crushed to death by a tank until your body is scattered on the ground.

If you live in a tent various unexpected dangers will threaten you.
Then you will be killed by a jet , helicopter , drone or quadcopter.

So now you must be horrified to imagine yourself in Gaza.
You're lucky , you only see death after death on Tik Tok.
Without ever truly feeling that your life is threatened by death everyday.
If your life is as chaotic as people in Gaza.
You will not survive even just a day.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

I am a too bad person to go to heaven.
I am a too good person to go to hell.
If I die I will not go to heaven or hell.
I will continue my next reincarnation on earth.
I will be reborn in the liberated land of Palestine.
Coz I know the Satyayuga era will begin in the land of Palestine.
That country will triumph in the light and I want to be in it.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Western governments are nothing more than a bunch of political clowns with blood on their hands.
The blood of Palestinian people and children.
Who are slaughtered every day by Israel.
With the tax money of the American, British and European people.
Tax money which should be the welfare rights of the people.

Demanding for justice and peace is futile.
What needs to be done is to fight and force them.
Take over the status quo that they have controlled for too long.
Any risk must be faced no other choice.
Americans must act radically.
British must act radically.
Europeans must act radically.
Radical action with courage , anger , unity and resilience.
Show them what people power looks like.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Do you want to know my phone wallpapers ?
Three years ago I often set up wallpapers of naked ******* models.
Two years ago I often set up wallpapers of Nintendo game characters.
But a year ago I started setting up wallpapers of watermelon , handala , kuffiyeh and Palestinian flag.
To this day my wallpapers are still the same.
So now can you show me your phone wallpapers ?!


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Ismail Haniyeh has become a martyr.
Yahya Sinwar has also become a martyr.
But the struggle still continues.
Hamas is still capable of fighting.
The Al Qassam brothers still continue to finish off cowardly Israeli soldiers.
Ambush them , aim at their heads or blow up their merkava tanks.
Of course the red triangle facing downward will always appear.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Mahmoud Darwis once said we love life whenever we can.
So it is no wonder if the people of Gaza always have the spirit to live.
Look at a group of young people who are fans of skateboard and rollerblade in Gaza.
In the midst of the long chaos they still have the spirit to play.
The wheels of their skateboards and rollerblades always roll every day. Crossing the messy streets of Gaza.
Speeding between the rubble of collapsed buildings.
Jumping with various amazing tricks.
For them nothing can stop the wheels of their skateboards and rollerblades.
The wheels will continue to roll as life goes on.
That is an example of how the people of Gaza love life.


June 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Jesus was mutmainah.
He fell to the lowest point.
But slowly he tried to rise to reach lawamah , supiah and muamarah.
After that he returned to the middle point of mutmainah.

Now he is perfect as an Avatar with the elements of air , fire , water and earth.
Many people have been waiting for his arrival.
And then what would he do ?
Will he bring peace to the earth ?

I don't think so.
It seems like his only purpose is to destroy this rotten earth.
Because the light of the Father is not on this rotten earth.
Which only contains the lust of the eyes and the lust of the flesh.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Rottenness is the same everywhere.
Never feeling guilty.
Never feeling sinful.
Never feeling ashamed.
Never feeling compassion.
Eroding and tearing apart life.
While justifying and covering up with falsehood and hypocrisy.
To look good and right.
Then believed and supported by stupidity.


June 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Now we have reached the end of the Kaliyuga era.
We are trapped in the culmination of darkness.
The rotten dregs of lawamah , supiah and muamarah.
All of which are gnawing away fiercely.
Extinguishing the light in the world.

Now we must fight to save ourselves.
Bringing our light to the beginning of the radiant Satyayuga era.
Unfortunately the transition we have to go through is very rough.
Too rough for our weak and exhausted selves.
But we have no choice but to force ourselves.

We need miracles but it doesn't happen overnight.
Miracles will continue to process as we go through the rough transition.
Since Pluto returned to Aquarius we understand that we are part of what creates miracles.
We become the rushing flood waters.
Clearing away any rotten dregs that get in our way to reach the Satyayuga era.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Setahun lebih....

Setahun lebih aku masih tak percaya.
Jaman modern terjadi pembantaian besar besaran.
Terus dipotret dan direkam oleh orang orang Gaza.
Mengguncangkan normalitas seluruh dunia.

Setahun lebih aku lupa rasanya hidup normal.
Yang kulakukan tiap hari hanya membuka sosial media.
Terus melihat pertunjukan horor harian di Gaza.
Pembantaian demi pembantaian yang tak ada habisnya.

Setahun lebih aku terus berpura pura normal.
Dari luar terlihat baik baik saja tapi dari dalam terus menderita.
Penderitaan orang orang Gaza yang berkepanjangan.
Juga menjadi penderitaanku.

Setahun lebih....

Setahun lebih aku kehilangan kenikmatan.
Soto , rawon , bakso dan makanan apapun tak lagi terasa nikmat.
Aku teringat terus dengan orang orang dan anak anak Gaza.
Mereka sering kelaparan hingga kurus kering kekurangan gizi.

Setahun lebih aku kehilangan kesenangan.
Film , musik , game dan hiburan apapun tak lagi menyenangkan.
Aku teringat terus dengan orang orang dan anak anak Gaza.
Mereka selalu ketakutan terancam kematian yang menyakitkan.

Setahun lebih aku kehilangan ketenangan.
Tidurku tidak pernah terasa nyenyak.
Aku teringat terus dengan orang orang dan anak anak Gaza.
Mereka selalu kedinginan saat malam tanpa punya apapun untuk kehangatan.

Setahun lebih....

Setahun lebih aku tak lagi punya semangat.
Segala macam urusanku jadi berantakan.
Rasanya aku kesulitan berkonsentrasi penuh.
Setiap hari pikiran dan jiwaku terus tertuju pada Gaza.

Setahun lebih aku terus mengkhawatirkan mereka.
Orang orang Gaza yang telah kukenal hingga kuanggap saudara.
Jika mereka terlalu lama menghilang tanpa kabar.
Rasanya aku benar benar sangat khawatir.

Setahun lebih aku merasa seperti orang mati.
Terlalu sering melihat kematian demi kematian yang menyakitkan.
Darah terus bertumpahan , serpihan dan potongan tubuh terus berceceran.
Angka statistik para martir terus bertambah setiap hari.

Setahun lebih....

Setahun lebih aku masih merasa heran.
Melihat orang orang tetap menjalani kehidupan normal.
Bersenang senang atau sibuk urusan sendiri.
Tanpa peduli apapun tentang Palestina.

Setahun lebih aku masih tetap heran.
Melihat orang orang muslim yang tampak religius.
Hanya sibuk beribadah siang malam.
Tanpa peduli apapun tentang Palestina.

Setahun lebih aku masih tetap terheran heran.
Melihat gerai dan restoran Amerika masih tetap ramai.
Produk produk Barat masih tetap dibeli.
Tanpa peduli apapun tentang boikot.

Setahun lebih....

Setahun lebih rasanya benar benar memuakkan.
Melihat para pemimpin Barat terus beretorika.
Bicara perdamaian dan kemanusiaan.
Tapi terus mendukung pembantaian.

Setahun lebih rasanya semakin memuakkan.
Melihat para pemimpin Arab terus membual.
Pura pura peduli dengan Palestina.
Tapi diam diam mendukung Israel di belakang.

Setahun lebih rasa muakku semakin tak tertahankan.
Melihat media media Barat dan buzzer buzzer zionis.
Terus menerus menyangkal dan membenarkan pembantaian.
Tak peduli seluruh dunia sudah tahu kenyataan yang sebenarnya.

Setahun lebih....

Setahun lebih aku telah putus asa.
Kehilangan harapan yang tampak terlalu sulit diwujudkan.
Seluruh dunia terus melakukan aksi protes menentang Israel.
Tapi tak terjadi perubahan apa apa.

Setahun lebih aku telah kecewa.
Tak percaya lagi dengan tatanan dunia.
Yang tak lebih sekedar ilusi kemunafikan.
Bentukan Barat yang merasa berkuasa atas dunia.

Setahun lebih aku telah lelah.
Menunggu keajaiban yang tak kunjung terjadi.
Seluruh dunia terus bertanya tanya.
Kapan dan bagaimana semua ini akan berakhir ?!..

Setahun lebih....


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Should we be grateful ?!
We can eat three times a day.
Meanwhile people in Gaza are starving.

Should we be grateful ?!
we can drink coffe , fruit juice and cold drinks
Meanwhile people in Gaza are thirsty.

Should we be grateful ?!
We can sleep using a warm blanket in our comfort room.
Meanwhile people in Gaza are freezing in flooded tents.

Should we be grateful ?!
We can freely use wifi.
Meanwhile people in Gaza have difficulty getting internet.

Should we be grateful ?!
We can freely use electricity.
Meanwhile people in Gaza have to charge their cellphones using solar panels.

Should we be grateful ?!
We can relax and enjoy the beauty of nature.
Meanwhile people in Gaza are trapped in dangerous chaos.

Should e be grateful ?!
We can go to any places we like.
Meanwhile people in Gaza don't know where to go.

Should we be grateful ?!
We have money to buy anything.
Meanwhile people in Gaza have difficulty getting donations.

Should we be grateful ?!
We can buy all the necessary things.
Meanwhile people in Gaza cannot buy anything because prices are increasing.

Should we be grateful ?!
Our children can play in the park and go to school.
Meanwhile children in Gaza are exhausted from queuing for water and food in the sweltering heat.

Should we be grateful ?!
Our children can sleep peacefully while having sweet dreams.
Meanwhile children in Gaza cannot sleep because of the sound of non stop bombardments.

Should we be grateful ?!
Just because our lives are still pretty normal.
Meanwhile the lives of Gazans are far below normal.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Too long people in Gaza often went hungry.
They were also fed up of only eating canned foods and flour mixed with maggots.
But after the cease fire they can get delicious foods and cakes every day.
Maqluba , shawarma , baklava , musakhan , qatayef , ouzi and others.
The volunteer team cooks it all every day.
Then they distribute it all to people in refugee camps and people who are on their way home.
Everyone has forgotten the taste of delicious foods and cakes which for more than a year has been considered a luxury.
They immediately chew it all with big smiles and laughter.
They eat not only to fill their stomachs but also to satisfy their appetites.
Delicious foods and cakes are the smallest piece of life that they could immediately enjoy.
It's about a little celebration of the life they've got back.


Januari 2025

By Alvian Eleven