Tayang Perdana Filmku: ‘Menjadi Pandu Ibuku’

Beberapa minggu yang lalu, pemimpin redaksi KabarKampus.com, Om Furqan, menawarkan agar filmku yang berjudul “Menjadi Pandu Ibuku” tentang petani Kendeng di-screening di Kafe Kaka, Bandung dan didiskusikan dengan pelajar-pelajar SMA yang tergabung dalam Future Club. Aku jadi nervous, karena aku tahu filmku ini kalah lomba tingkat SMA dan rasanya ga layak ditonton orang banyak. Tapi, atas dorongan Mama, aku pun menyiapkan diri.

Hari Jumat lalu (29/9), pagi-pagi sebelum berangkat ke tempat acara, aku ngebut selesain editing film yang masih banyak kekurangan itu. Tukang bangunan mondar-mandir ngecat rumah, mama-papa bolak-balik belanja keperluan, Reza tidur karena sakit, jadi aku sendirian di ruang tamu ngutak-ngatik laptop di atas karpet, berharap film-nya turn out good dan neat. Fiuh, lumayan bikin stres, padahal jam 1 siang aku harus sudah berangkat.

Aku dan mama berangkat pakai kereta. Sesampainya di Kafe Kaka, ternyata beberapa ortu Homeschooling teman Mama sudah datang, dan beberapa teman-teman HS.

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Traveling to Kendeng: Menemui Para Penjaga Bumi

Sudah lama aku dan Mama merencanakan perjalanan ini. Sejak  kami bertemu ibu-ibu petani Kendeng di depan monas, mereka yang berpanas-panasan di bawah tenda selama seminggu demi menemui Bapak Presiden, kami langsung terpikir untuk mendatangi tempat tinggal mereka di Pegunungan Kendeng.

Dalam bayanganku, perjalanan tersebut akan menjadi salah satu yang terbaik, karena sembari jalan-jalan, aku juga akan membuat film dokumenter dan menyerap inspirasi untuk novel remaja-dewasa pertamaku (setelah aku hiatus di dunia ke-novel-an selama bertahun-tahun hehe).

Beberapa minggu sebelum keberangkatan, aku sudah membeli kamera dan segala peralatannya. Biayanya ga murah.  Maka papaku menalangi dulu, dan aku nyicil perbulan (dan sampai tulisan ini dibuat, utangku belum lunas hiks). Melihat biaya yang kukeluarkan untuk peralatan-peralatan ini, aku tahu aku harus menghasilkan uang agar utang tersebut tertutupi.

Untuk tahapan pra-produksi film, aku seharusnya membuat konsep atau story line untuk film dokumenterku. Tapi saat itu pikiranku benar-benar blank. Satu-satunya yang terpikir adalah aku ingin fokus merekam kehidupan anak-anak Kendeng. Tapi tidak ada detil-detil yang disepakati, dan bahkan aku sama sekali tidak mempersiapkan pertanyaan-pertanyaan wawancara.

Dengan persiapan yang kosong melompong seperti itu, tanggal 16 Januari, aku, Mama, dan adikku Reza meluncur ke Semarang menggunakan kereta api. Kenapa Semarang? Karena di sana para petani Kendeng sedang menggelar demo di depan kantor gubernur Jawa Tengah dan aku memang mau menjadikan aksi ini sebagai salah satu scene dalam filmku.

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My Internship Experience #1

Selama sebulan aku mengikuti magang di tempat pembuatan film dokumenter bernama Watchdoc. Dalam sebulan itu, aku mendapatkan untaian pengalaman-pengalaman berharga yang sayang jika disimpan saja di memori. Maka, untuk menyimpan itu semua, aku menuliskannya  dengan bentuk jurnal di sini. Tantu aku tak bisa menceritakan semuanya dengan sangat detil, karena nanti malah jadi novel tersendiri 😀  Hope you enjoy my story

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Selesai mem-packing sejumlah pakaianku ke dalam koper, juga beberapa buku, laptop, dan alat mandi, aku menaiki mobil dan meluncur ke kantor Watchdoc di Bekasi. Setelah mengantre selama berbulan-bulan, pada pertengahan Oktober ini akhirnya aku mendapatkan kesempatan magang di sana. Bagaimana perasaanku? Excited, tapi sekaligus nervous. Untuk pertama kalinya selama 4 tahun menjalani homeschooling, aku mencoba keluar dari zona nyaman dan mengeksplor ilmu di tempat yang asing.

Sebelum memutuskan untuk ikut program magang, aku sempat menonton film-film dokumenter buatan Watchdoc. Judulnya, Samin vs. Semen. Film itu bercerita tentang  petani di Kendeng yang berjuang melawan ekspansi lahan oleh perusahaan Semen. Hal pertama yang tercetus di pikiranku adalah, wah ternyata ada ya, orang-orang yang bikin film-film seperti ini. Aku juga terkesima dengan kualitas produksi film tersebut, termasuk soundtrack-nya yang ciamik (seketika aku menetapkan hati agar suatu hari bisa mengaransemen musik-musik seperti itu). Saat itulah, aku memutuskan ingin magang di Watchdoc.

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Beruntungnya, ternyata bos-nya Watchdoc, Dandhy Laksono, adalah teman Mamaku di Facebook. Setelah dapat email-nya, aku menuliskan surat penawaran diri untuk magang. Dan tak lama setelah itu, Om Dandhy membalas pesanku dengan positif, meski katanya aku harus sabar mengantre selama berbulan-bulan ke depan.

Perjalanan ke kantor Watchdoc  ternyata sedikit memusingkan, karena untuk mencapai lokasi kantor, aku harus melewati jalanan sempit yang tak terduga. Menariknya, ternyata kantor Watchdoc itu berbentuk rumah! Wah, bekerja di sini akan sama rasanya seperti aku belajar sehari-hari di rumah, pikirku.

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Pekan Literasi Kebangsaan: Kapitalisme dan Penggusuran di Sekitar Kita

Kemarin, aku dan Mama mengikuti acara nonton bareng (lagi), yaitu film Jakarta Unfair di acara Literasi Kebangsaan, Bandung. Kami sampai di lokasi pemutaran  film  (Gedung Indonesia Menggugat) jam setengah empat sore, namun acara belum dimulai. Di sana terdapat banyak stand buku, jadi aku membeli buku Neoliberalisme dan Restorasi Kelas Kapitalis karya David Harvey. Setelah itu kami ngobrol-ngobrol bareng teman-teman Mama. Kami bicara tentang penggusuran, buku-buku klasik, dan lainnya.

Mengenai film Jakarta Unfair, ini adalah film dokumenter tentang penggusuran yang mengambil perspektif pure dari para korban penggusuran. Aku sebenarnya sudah menonton filmnya (yang baru kelar 80%) di limited screening di kantor Watchdoc saat aku masih magang di sana. Saat itu didatangkan para akademisi dan jurnalis untuk mengkritisi kekurangan film tersebut. Nah, kali ini, aku mau menonton hasilnya setelah jadi 100%.
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Sekitar jam setengah 5, acara pun akhirnya dimulai. Film ini dibuka dengan suasana kehidupan masyarakat di beberapa titik penggusuran di Jakarta (yang kuingat hanyalah Bukit Duri, Kampung Dadap, Kalijodo, dan Pasar Ikan). Mereka kebanyakan beraktivitas sebagai nelayan dan pedagang di pasar. Ketika pemerintah menggusur tempat tinggal mereka, mereka terpaksa pindah ke rusun yang jaraknya berkilo-kilo meter dari tempat kerja asli mereka.

Pemindahan ke rusun sendiri mengandung banyak masalah.  Pertama, pemerintah berjanji untuk memberikan gerobak gratis agar masyarakat yang pindah ke rusun bisa bekerja. Tapi menurut pengakuan seorang bapak dari Pasar Ikan, ia membeli gerobak sendiri dan berjualan nasi goreng dengan pemasukan sangat sedikit—jauh jika dibandingkan pekerjaan sebelumnya di kampung. Di saat yang sama, tinggal di rusun ternyata tidak gratis. Setelah tiga bulan tinggal, mereka harus membayar sewa. Jika tak juga membayar, rumah mereka akan disegel. Hal itu jelas-jelas tidak adil, melihat kondisi finansial penduduk rusun yang tak mumpuni.

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Traveling to Jakarta: Menyelami Kisah Genduk dan Petani Kendeng

Hari Sabtu kemarin, aku, Mama, dan Reza berangkat menuju Jakarta untuk melanjutkan kegiatan traveling kami yang sudah terhenti begitu lama. Kali ini, kami berencana mendatangi acara Pasar-Pasaran Temanggung sekaligus menonton launching buku teman Mamaku di Museum Nasional.

Jam 4 pagi, kami meluncur ke terminal dan menaiki bus umum ke Jakarta. Sepanjang perjalanan, aku tertidur sangat lelap. Turun dari bus, untuk pertama kalinya kami naik busway, bus kota yang jalurnya dipisah dengan kendaraan biasa di jalanan. Perjalanan di atas busway terasa lama sekali hingga aku kembali tertidur (ha! Aku memang tidak tahan untuk tidak tidur di atas kendaraan :p)

Kami akhirnya sampai di Museum Nasional yang megah. Di bagian dalam  museum yang terbuka, sudah terlihat kumpulan orang-orang yang berlalu-lalang ditemani alunan musik tradisional. Aku yang kelaparan karena belum sarapan langsung melahap hidangan khas Temanggung yang sedap sekali. Kemudian kami tiba-tiba disapa oleh sang penulis yang mengadakan acara ini, Tente Sundari Mardjuki. Setelah ngobrol sebentar, Tante Sundari memberikan kupon latihan membatik kepada Reza. Mama dan Reza dengan senang hati pergi ke tempat membatik, sedangkan aku yang lagi mager duduk saja di kursi penonton.

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Thinking About Andre, Thinking About the World

After reading Andre Vltchek’s book about Indonesia, Archipelago of Fear, I began to stalk him on social media, reading his biography on wikipedia and many of his articles about problematic countries from all around the world. What was in my head after discovered all of those stuffs, then? I was so inspired and started to think that I want to be like him. Furthermore, I felt like I’m obligated to. There are people somewhere on this earth who really needs me right now and in the future. The people who suffers, whose rights have been taken away, whose being tortured by greedy-rich people. Despite the fact that I fortunately born in a middle-income family so I can get a decent education, I surely have responsibility to help other people who can not live as lucky as I am.

Reading a bunch of his articles about Indonesia and other developing countries, I realized that being a journalist like Andre is not an easy job. Physically, it must be very tiring. But I think the most terrible thing is the mental and emotional pressures when seeing murdered, starving, and tortured people. It will be very hard to keep determined in the middle of battlefield, being chased or blacklisted by goverment. I’m just wondering what will I do in those situations; hearing screams and shouts from victims, watching the flames from burning houses, and the bombs that cracked up the whole city. I could feel the scary feeling while reading Andre’s article about the time when he met an innocent Syrian girl in a refugee camp. When he heard people shouting in the middle of the night, alone, he felt totally vulnerable. It got me imagining how horrendous journalist life is. It is really a difficult job, but eventually we have no choice. Someone has to make the real information flow to the public.

Her adorable smile makes me so sad :(
Her adorable smile makes me so sad 😦 [photo: Andre Vltchek]
Then, what does he do when facing those scary moments in those hideous places? Andre wrote, “When things get tough, I imagine a few people; men, women and children, from all corners of the world; people who touched me, who suffered immensely, and who are still most likely in distress. Their faces, their tears, even their screams, motivate me to keep working.

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An Afternoon with Andre Vltchek

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Me, Auntie Rossie, My Mom, and Andre Vltchek

So everything went unexpected. A year ago I wrote a review on a book called Archipelago of Fear. It talks about poverty, corruption, human rights issues, infrastructure, culture and education problems in Indonesia. The author is Andre Vltchek, whom I admire a lot, read my review and mentioned me on his twitter (that was totally made my day!). And a few days ago my mom and his publisher & translator, Rossie Indira, suprisingly arranged a meeting for me and Andre while he coincidentally is in Bandung. Of course, I felt very jubilantly and lucky. So the night before our meeting, I arranged several interview questions for him and struggled with the grammar accuracy. I even googled about ‘how to make questions for interview’ because I really had no idea what kind of question I should ask.

The next day on a clear sunny afternoon, I finally met Andre at Sheraton hotel. I felt extremely nervous because I never interviewed a foreigner like Andre before. With awkward-interviewer wannabe gesture, I asked him 3 short questions I’ve well prepared.

K: You’ve covered dozens of war zones, conflict, and poverty from all around the world. How does it feel? Did you ever feel scared?

A: Yes of course, but especially I feel scared for other people because I do this for many years, I’m professional, I know how to survive. When I’m in a war zones or conflicts zone, the most terrible is that the victims are innocent people who have nothing to do; they don’t have basic survival skill, so I mainly feel scared for them, not so much for myself. I’m from media that basically in between the public and the conflicts so my obligation is to inform people and to analyze as a philosopher what is going to come. So it is my decision to be there. I can go home anytime but for the people in the conflict, they are forced to be there, they have no choice, so I feel very scared, but I feel scared for them, not for myself.

K: [Mr. Vltchek], I really want to be like you, as an author and journalist. But I have no idea where do I start and how much effort does it take. Would you give me any advice?

A: Well, it’s not very easy. If want to be like me, then you have to be very determined. I would say, there are much de-force from the mainstream. I’ve never been with the mainstream in the west or anywhere else, or I did for period of time, but I totally separated myself from the mainstream media, from the mainstream academy. It is very risky, there is no guarantee. I can do whatever I want now because I have 13 books and like 23 languages, but when I was younger it was very difficult and actually very often I didn’t know what will come next. In Indonesia, people always have been in security. They are quite selfish, I would say, so it will be difficult for yourself to face your friends, your environment, because they definitely will not encourage you to be brave and to do something for the humanity. Because here you always do things for yourself and your family, you know this unfortunately has in Indonesia. So I would say if you really want to do something for humanity, you have to be very determined and to be prepared to be alone very often, because you will not get much support.

K: What has been your personal key to success?

A: Well you have to work. First of all, success for me is not a personal issue. I’m a professional revolutionary. Success is survival of humanity improvement of the society. So it’s socialism definitely for me. For me success is not measured by amount of money that I make, not measured by my personal standing in society. We fight, we work for humanity. I was in Cuba for so many years; you know I am against colonialism which still prevails so the success is basically real freedom of people all over the world, not freedom that United States is talking about. Real freedom which means that people all over the world can rely on their culture, they can do what they want to do, the aim is egalitarian and justice. And the key is hard work and first we have to have a talent, and then do very hard work, and determination. And above all, if you want to be successful in this, you have to know how to listen to people. You have to listen the stories that people tell you. You have to try to understand people that you’re fighting for. That’s the key, I guess.

K: Alright, thank you for your time.

Then we discussed about a lot of things; Indonesia’s intellectual backwardness, the abandoned culture, social inequality (we definitely saw a shantytown right in front of the hotel when we talked about it), and the most intriguing thing is about one single issue that I have always been interested in: education.

What Andre told us made me think again of the purpose of education. In Indonesia, education has been a site of struggle. Teachers still stand in the front of classroom and deliver information, and the students are forced to learn something that they will never need or use it in the future. The purpose of education is no longer for educating human beings but is for creation of economically centered beings. I told Andre that I’m interested in philosophy. He said, more or less, I should use philosophy for developing humanity and consciousness of social justice. Or like Andre has been doing: analyzing various issues that need to be resolved so that our species doesn’t continue to perpetuate the vicious cycle of war, human rights abuses, and other cruel things that has caused pain and suffering from all around the world.

*this is the first time I wrote an article in English, so I’m sorry if it’s not good enough.