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Kisah Klasik

Dear Raka dan teman-teman Komako,

Selamat untuk semua kerja keras dan kesabaran, setiap peluh yg tercurah, rasa kantuk yang tertunda, rasa kesal yang tertahan... Sungguh, menaklukkan diri sendiri itu jauh lebih hebat dari menundukkan siapapun.

Semoga kalian mendapatkan pengalaman terbaik dalam mengelola diri dan organisasi. Shit happens. Jerks are everywhere. What's best will last.

Apa yang kalian dapatkan di akhir perjalanan adalah apa yang kalian niatkan untuk cari di awal. Yang bertahan karena ingin mencari pengalaman, akan mendapatkan pengalaman terbaik. Yang terus terjaga karena pengen kompakan/solider sama teman2 se-Komako, akan mendapati berharganya pertemanan dan perjuangan bersama.

Kudoakan semua bersenang-senang, dan juga semakin bertumbuh. Semoga tabah dan juga sehat selalu menghadapi minggu terakhir kuliah.

Satu saat nanti giliran kalian yang akan berdiri di tengah Sansiro, mengenang masa ini, sebuah kisah klasik untuk masa depan.

(Penghujung malam, 11 km dari acara Publikom Gama)


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