Aerosmith - I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing Lyrics

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
Far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Well, every moment spent with you
Is a moment I treasure

The Story of Tengger (Bromo Mountain)

Hundreds years ago, during the reign of the last king of Majapahit, Brawijaya, the situation was so uncertain due to the expanding new religion, Islam. At the time, the queen gave birth a baby girl and named her Roro Anteng, later the princess married Joko Seger, a Brahma Caste.

Since the influences of the new religion was so strong that it created chaos. The king and his followers were forced to back off to the east, some of them reached Bali and some of them reached a volcano.

The new married couple, Roro Anteng and Joko Seger were also found among the fugitives who went to the volcano. Later they ruled the volcano area and named it Tengger. The word Tengger was derived from Roro Anteng and Joko Seger. Then he surnamed himself the riffle of Purba Wasesa Mangkurat Ing Tengger which means the righteous ruler of Tengger.

Years after year as the region flourished in prosperity, the King and Queen felt unhappy for they had no children to succeed their throne. On their desperation, they decided to climb the top of the volcano to pray and beseech before God, the Almighty. Deeply, impressed by the faith of their meditation affected the murmuring sound of the crater lifted up miraculously followed by a golden lightning that made the surrounding locked so scintillating. Their prayer were heard the God and would give them children, but they should sacrifice their last child as return. It was a promising future that could not be denied.

Not long after, the first baby boy was born and Roro Anteng named him Tumenggung Klewung. Child after child was born during the years and it reached 25 in number to whom she gave the named Kesuma for the last child.

Roro Anteng and Joko Seger were very happy ever since, love and affection were imparted among their children. Happiness lingered on years after years, but a dull and sad feeling still haunted them for their promise would be claimed one day. They realized that they could not run from the fact, a bitter disappointment of losing a child shot through their brains. The day came, the God reminded them of their promise which could not be avoided.

As they felt how cruel it was to sacrifice their beloved child, they decided to break their promise by not offering him to the God. They brought away their children in order to save their last child from the offering. They tried to find a place to hide, however, they could not find away.

All of by sudden, the dreadful eruption of the volcano followed to where they went and miraculously Kesuma, the last beloved child was swallowed into the crater. At the same time when Kesuma disappeared from their sight, turbulent brawl diminished and strange silence for a while but a sudden voice echoed: Hi, my beloved brothers and sisters. It was sacrificed to appear before God Hyang Widi Wasa to save all of you. And what I expect be in a peace and live prosperously. Don't forget to set mutual assistance among you and to worship God constantly to arrange an offering ceremony annually on 14th of Kasada (the twelfth month of Tenggerese calendar) by full moon. For the sake of your God. Hyang Widi Wasa.

Kesuma's Brothers and sisters held the offering ceremony annually just like what Kesuma advised and it was held from generation to generation up to now.


Source : http://folklore-lover.blogspot.com/2002/03/legend-of-tengger-bromo.html


Avril Lavigne - Innocence

Waking up I see that everything is OK
The first time in my life and now it's so great
Slowing down I look around and I am so amazed
I think about the little things that make life great

I wouldn't change a thing about it
This is the best feeling

Avril Lavigne - Girlfriend

[Chorus]
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend

Avril Lavigne - The Best Damn Thing

Let me hear you say hey hey hey
Alright
Now let me hear you say hey hey ho

I hate it when a guy doesn't get the door
even though I told him yesterday and the day before
I hate it when a guy doesn't get the tab
And I have to pull my money out and that looks bad

Avril Lavigne - Daydream

Lalala-a (lalala-a)
Yea
Lalala-a (lalala-a)

I coulda been the one you noticed
I coulda been all over you
I coulda been like all the others
Is that what I'm supposed to do?

It woulda been really stupid,
If I woulda went home with you
To give you everything you wanted
It woulda been way too soon


I try to be sensative
I try to be tough
I try to walk away...
I try to be innocent
I try to be rough
But I just wanna play

You're my daydream, you know that I've been thinking about you... lately
And everytime I look at you
I can't explain I feel insane, I can't get away
You're my daydream

And you know, and you know, and you know, and you know,
You're making me insane
And you know, and you know, and you know, and you know,
You're doing it again

And you know, and you know, and you know, and you know,
You're making me insane
And you know, and you know, and you know, and you know,
You're doing it again

Lalala-a (lalala-a)

I coulda been the one you noticed
I coulda been all over you
I coulda been like all the others
Is that what I'm supposed to do?

It woulda been really stupid,
If I woulda went home with you
To give you everything you wanted
It woulda been way too soon


I try to be sensative
I try to be tough
I try to walk away,
I try to be innocent
I try to be rough
But I just wanna play

You're my daydream, you know that I've been thinking about you... lately
And everytime I look at you
I can't explain how I feel insane, I can't get away
You're my daydream, yeah

And you know, and you know, and you know, and you know,
You're making me insane
And you know, and you know, and you know, and you know,
You're doing it again
And you know, and you know, and you know, and you know,
You're making me insane
And you know, and you know, and you know,
You're doin' it again

Bunaken National Park



Bunaken is part of the Bunaken National Marine Park, which has some of the highest levels of marine biodiversity in the world. Scuba diving attracts many visitors to the island. Bunaken is located at the north of the island of Sulawesi, Indonesia. It belongs administratively to the municipality of Manado.

The Bunaken National Marine Park was formally established in 1991 and is among the first of Indonesia's growing system of marine parks. The park covers a total surface area of 890.65 km², 97% of which is overlain by sparkling clear, warm tropical water. The remaining 3% of the park is terrestrial, including the five islands of Bunaken, Manado Tua, Mantehage, Nain and Siladen. Although each of these islands has a special character, it is the aquatic ecosystem that attracts most naturalists.

The waters of Bunaken National Marine Park are extremely deep (1566 m in Manado Bay), clear (up to 35-40 m visibility), refreshing in temperature (27 to 29 °C) Pick any of group of interest - corals, fish, echinoderms or sponges - and the number of families, genera or species is bound to be astonishingly high. For example, 7 of the 8 species of giant clams that occur in the world, occur in Bunaken. The park has around 70 genera of corals; compare this to a mere 10 in Hawaii. Although the exact number of fish species is unknown, it may be slightly higher than in the Philippines, where 2,500 species, or nearly 70% of all fish species known to the Indo-western Pacific, are found.
Other sides of Bunaken.

Oceanic currents may explain, in part, why Bunaken National Marine Park is such a treasure trove of biodiversity. Northeasternly currents generally sweep through the park but abundant counter currents and gyros related to lunar cycles are believed to be a trap for free swimming larvae. This is particularly true on the south side of the crescent-shaped Bunaken Island, lying in the heart of the park. A snorkler or diver in the vicinity of Lekuan or Fukui may spot over 33 species of butterfly fish and numerous types of groupers, damsels, wrasses and gobies. The gobies, smallish fish with bulging eyes and modified fins that allow them to attach to hard surfaces, are the most diverse but least known group of fish in the park.

Biologists believe that the abundance of hard corals is crucial in maintaining the high levels of diversity in the park. Hard corals are the architects of the reefs, without them, numerous marine organisms would be homeless and hungry. Many species of fish are closely associated with particular types of corals (folious, branching, massives, etc.) for shelter and egg-laying. Others, like the enormous Bumphead Parrotfish, Balbometopon muricatum, are "coralivores" and depend on hard corals for their sustenance. Bony mouth parts fused into an impressive "beak" allow these gregarious fish to crunch corals like roasted peanuts.

Some 20,000 people live on the natural resources of Bunaken National Marine Park. Although there are inevitable conflicts between resource protection and use by people, the Indonesian government is taking a fairly unusual and pragmatic approach to park management. The idea is to promote wise resource use while preventing overexploitation. Local communities, government officials, dive resort operators, local nature groups, tourists and scientists have played an active role in developing exclusive zones for diving, wood collection, fishing and other forms of utilization. Bunaken Marine Park has become an important example of how Sulawesi, and the rest of Indonesia, can work to protect its natural resources.

The Story of Tengger (Bromo Mountain)

Folklore from East Java

Hundreds years ago, during the reign of the last king of Majapahit, Brawijaya, the situation was so uncertain due to the expanding new religion, Islam. At the time, the queen gave birth a baby girl and named her Roro Anteng, later the princess married Joko Seger, a Brahma Caste.

Since the influences of the new religion was so strong that it created chaos. The king and his followers were forced to back off to the east, some of them reached Bali and some of them reached a volcano.

The new married couple, Roro Anteng and Joko Seger were also found among the fugitives who went to the volcano. Later they ruled the volcano area and named it Tengger. The word Tengger was derived from Roro Anteng and Joko Seger. Then he surnamed himself the riffle of Purba Wasesa Mangkurat Ing Tengger which means the righteous ruler of Tengger.

Years after year as the region flourished in prosperity, the King and Queen felt unhappy for they had no children to succeed their throne. On their desperation, they decided to climb the top of the volcano to pray and beseech before God, the Almighty. Deeply, impressed by the faith of their meditation affected the murmuring sound of the crater lifted up miraculously followed by a golden lightning that made the surrounding locked so scintillating. Their prayer were heard the God and would give them children, but they should sacrifice their last child as return. It was a promising future that could not be denied.

Not long after, the first baby boy was born and Roro Anteng named him Tumenggung Klewung. Child after child was born during the years and it reached 25 in number to whom she gave the named Kesuma for the last child.

Roro Anteng and Joko Seger were very happy ever since, love and affection were imparted among their children. Happiness lingered on years after years, but a dull and sad feeling still haunted them for their promise would be claimed one day. They realized that they could not run from the fact, a bitter disappointment of losing a child shot through their brains. The day came, the God reminded them of their promise which could not be avoided.

As they felt how cruel it was to sacrifice their beloved child, they decided to break their promise by not offering him to the God. They brought away their children in order to save their last child from the offering. They tried to find a place to hide, however, they could not find away.

All of by sudden, the dreadful eruption of the volcano followed to where they went and miraculously Kesuma, the last beloved child was swallowed into the crater. At the same time when Kesuma disappeared from their sight, turbulent brawl diminished and strange silence for a while but a sudden voice echoed: Hi, my beloved brothers and sisters. It was sacrificed to appear before God Hyang Widi Wasa to save all of you. And what I expect be in a peace and live prosperously. Don't forget to set mutual assistance among you and to worship God constantly to arrange an offering ceremony annually on 14th of Kasada (the twelfth month of Tenggerese calendar) by full moon. For the sake of your God. Hyang Widi Wasa.

Kesuma's Brothers and sisters held the offering ceremony annually just like what Kesuma advised and it was held from generation to generation up to now.


Source : http://folklore-lover.blogspot.com/2002/03/legend-of-tengger-bromo.html

The Legend Of Banyuwangi

Folklore from East Java

Patih sidapaksa lived in a land called East Java. He was a patih from Blambangan kingdom. Patih Sidapaksa felt in love with Sri Tanjung, a beautiful girl from a village. Sidapaksa’s mother did not agree with his son’s lover. Apparently, his mother hated her because Sri Tanjung was not an aristocrat. It is a very important status in her society. But love is love, isn’t it? Nothing can’t stand its way. Sidapaksa did not care about his future wife status and married her. A couple months after the marriage, the wife got pregnant. They were very happy waiting for the childbirth.

One day in the morning, the king called patih Sidapaksa. He ordered his patih to get a flower at Mount Ijen for his queen. The flower was believed could make younger the person who bathed with it. Therefore, Sidapaksa went to Mount Ijen, left his wife and his mother for couple of months.

Meanwhile the baby’s birth was getting closer. Sri Tanjung stayed with her mother in law. When the baby boy was born, her mother in law helped her took care the baby. The reason she did that was not that she cared about her grandson. Instead, she wanted to get rid of the child and his mother.

And that night must be a very misfortune night from all Sri Tanjung’s nights. She went to a bath and left the baby in the room. Her mother in law entered the room. When she saw the baby slept, her evil’s mind was working. Slowly and carefully, she took the baby and brought him to the river. Without thinking any further, at the edge of the river, she threw the baby. The crying of the baby did not change her mind. The water was so fast. It drowned the baby and made his voice silent just in a few second.

When Sri Tanjung finished her bath, she was shocked knowing her baby was gone. She look for everywhere for the baby but she could not find him. She felt powerless in her room thinking about her baby. When her mother in law came home, the mother pretended knew nothing about it.

Sidapaksa came home from his long journey. In front of his house, his mother was standing. When she saw Sidapaksa arrived, she ran to him and cried. She said, “Oh my son, I am sorry. I am useless. I couldn’t stop your wife killing the baby.”
“What? Why she did that?” Sidapaksa yelled.
“She was afraid that you found out that the baby was not your son,” she explained.
Sidapaksa was very angry. He felt like got a stroke by lightning in the middle of the day. He went to the house looking for his wife. When he entered his room, he saw his wife was sleeping. He woke her up and dragged her out the room. Sri Tanjung was surprised knowing her husband came home with anger. “What’s going on?” she asked.
“You’re having affair and killed the baby.” Sidapaksa accused her. His hand pointed his keris to his wife.
“For the sake of Gods, I did not having affair and killed the baby.” She argued.
“I don’t believe you,” Sidapaksa said. He dragged her wife to the river and said, “You threw him to the river”.
“I did not do those things,” Sri Tanjung kept her argue. But it seemed she could not persuade her husband anymore. So she said” if you don’t believe me, you can kill me and throw my body to the river. If the water smells fragrant, it means I am innocent. Let Gods be my witnesses”.

Sidapaksa stabbed his keris to her chest until she died then he threw her body to the river. But strangely, the water did not turn to red and smell fishy when her blood got in to it. Instead, the blood cleaned the river and smelt fragrant. Sidapaksa was shocked and yelled like a crazy person” Wangi.. banyu.. wangi.. banyu.. wangi..”. It means “fragrant.. water.. fragrant.. water.. fragrant..”. Suddenly in the middle of river, two flowers showed up, the big ones and the small ones. The big flower was incarnation of Sri Tanjung and the small flower was incarnation of her baby. Then the small one talked to Sidapaksa” Father, I am your son. My mother was innocent. Grandmother drowned me to this river”. Sidapaksa felt stood. He realized he had made a huge mistake. However, his wife and his child would never live again. And he could only cry and regret.

After the incident, the area around the river called banyuwangi. In Javanese language, banyuwangi means fragrant water.


Source : http://xastory.blogspot.com/2008/01/legend-of-banyuwangi.html

Mount of Tangkuban Perahu

Folklore from West Java

If you go to West Java, Indonesia, in the north of Bandung city, you will see a mountain that reminds you with a boat that turned up side down. The mountain called Mount Tangkuban Perahu. It has a very famous story.

It began when King Sungging Purbangkara went for hunting in the jungle with his men. He could not hold his bladder control and urinated under the coconut tree. His urine was accidentally accommodated in a piece of coconut shell.

Just a few meters from the place, a female pig was looking for water to drink. When she saw king’s urine in the coconut shell, she drank it. Apparently, the pig was not just a pig. She was reincarnation of a goddess called Wayungyang that being accursed. Then something magic was happened. The pig got pregnant. I know, it’s weird. That’s why I said “magic”. In tales, everything can happen, you know.

Therefore, after couple of months, Wayungyang gave birth to a baby girl. The baby was a human. Feeling could not foster the baby, she took her to place where King Sungging Purbangkara used to hunt.

When she heard the sound of horse's trot, she put the baby in the grass, covered her with a blanket and moved back slowly. The baby was crying when the troops was getting closer. When they saw a baby in the grass, they slowed down. Then the King got down from his horse. He took the baby. His eyes were looking around to find person who put this baby. However, neither he nor his men knew whose the baby was.

King Sungging Purbangkara decided to adopt the baby. He took the baby to palace and named her Dayang Sumbi. Dayang Sumbi grew up in to a beautiful girl. She was very good in embroidery and weaving. Her beauty and skills were known through neighboring kingdom. Many kings from another kingdom asked her to be their wife. They fought each other for her. The king then isolated his daughter to forest. He built a house and a weaving stage for her.
One day, Dayang Sumbi was weaving. Accidentally, she dropped teropong (tool for thread made by bamboo). The teropong was rolling around then falling from stage. Dayang Sumbi tried to pick the teropong but her hand could not reach it. She looked around for help but there was no one there. Then she said, “If there’s a man can help me, I will take him to be my husband and if a woman, I will take her to be my sister.”

That time, she didn’t know there was a dog under the stage. The dog picked the teropong and gave it to Dayang Sumbi. Dayang Sumbi was shocked. She remembered her words. She could not cancel the words. And since the dog was male, so Dayang Sumbi had to marry the dog. Well, an honor person has to keep his/her words, right?

The dog then called Tumang. Tumang and Dayang Sumbi had a son called Sangkuriang. Don’t ask me how that happened. Sangkuriang grew up to be a smart and cheerful kid. The kid liked hunting. He and Tumang always went for hunting. They went for couple of days and got home with deer or pig meat in his hands.

In one morning, like always, Sangkuriang and Tumang went for hunting. When he saw a pig, he ordered Tumang to chase the pig. Tumang knew the pig was Wayungyang. He got scared so he was just circling around Sangkuriang’s feet and made him felt. When he got up, the pig was already gone. Sangkuriang was very angry. Tumang made him lost his meat target. So he stretched his arch and pointed it to Tumang. Sangkuriang killed Tumang. When he realized what he did, it was too late to feel sorry. Tumang was already dead. Sangkuriang then disemboweled Tumang and took its heart. He wrapped it with banana leave and put it inside his bag. He buried Tumang then he got home.

In the house, he gave the heart to his mother. He said it was a deer heart. Dayang Sumbi cooked the heart and served it with hot rice. They then ate together. When Dayang Sumbi did not see Tumang, she asked his son “where is Tumang?”

His son did not answer anything. He just stood up and kept silent his mouth. Dayang Sumbi felt something was wrong. Her eyes looked his son sharply then asked him carefully “whose heart is that?” Her hand pointed to the food that she cooked.

Sangkuriang looked his mother and said frightened “it’s Tumang’s heart”. Suddenly her legs became so week and could not hold her body. Dayang Sumbi was shocked and furious. She griped a ladle and hit Sangkuriang with it. Sangkuriang’s head was bleeding. He was afraid with his mother. He ran to the forest. He ran and ran and did not stop until his leg got stack on a root. Sangkuriang lost his balance and felt to the ground. His head hit the ground and made him fade out.

When Sangkuriang woke up, he did not recognize his surrounding. He could not even remember his name or his house. Apparently, the hitting was very hard and made him lost his memory. Sangkuriang then continued walking with a confused mind.

Dayang Sumbi regretted for evicting her son. She hoped Sangkuriang would come home. But he never came home. Dayang Sumbi prayed to Gods. She did penance and only ate leaves for years. And that made her face looked always young and beautiful.

One day there was a man passed by at Dayang Sumbi’s house. When he saw a beautiful woman came out from the house, he could not take his eyes of her. He felt in love with Dayang Sumbi in his first sight. Dayang Sumbi felt familiar with the man’s face but she could not remember whose face was.

The next day, the man came to Dayang Sumbi’s house again. Also the next day, and the day after. He always had reasons to visit her. One day, he could not hold his willing to marry Dayang Sumbi. Dayang Sumbi who also had feeling for him agreed to marry him.

One day Dayang Sumbi accidentally saw a scar on the man’s head. She looked surprised knowing the scar was alike her son’s scar. She asked her fiance “who are you? How did you get that scar?”

“I don’t remember my real name. I also don’t remember how I got this scar. I guessed it happened when I was a child. All I remember I was in the middle of jungle, my head was bleeding and then I met a company of thieves and their leader adopted me as his son. Why?” the man asked.

Dayang Sumbi was surprised. Her eyes opened wide. She felt like got a shock from thousands volt of electricity. “You are my son. You are Sangkuriang.” She said tremble.

“That’s rubbish. You are too young to be my mother” the man did not believe.

“I looked young because my food and my penance. I’m the person who made that scar. I hit you with a ladle because you killed Tumang, your father” Dayang Sumbi explanted.

“That’s a lie. I don’t believe you. You said it because you don’t want to marry me” the man argued. “You will marry me, Dayang Sumbi” the man said with an angry and threaten face.

Dayang Sumbi couldn’t argue anymore. She was afraid with him but she couldn’t marry her own son. Her brain looked for a way to cancel the marriage. She said to the man “alright, I will marry you. But I have conditions for you”.

“What are they?” the man asked.

“I want you to dam up Citarum River and build a lake. Also, build a boat for me. All of them have to finish in one night before the rooster crowed in the morning” Dayang Sumbi gave her conditions.

“Alright.” Sangkuriang accepted the challenges. He then gathered all his genie friends, asked them for a help to dam up the river. Their number was hundreds. They worked hard to dam the river, some of them made boat. And before sunrise, the work was almost done.

Sangkuriang was glad to see his friends work. He smiled remembering Dayang Sumbi was going to be his wife in a few hours.

Dayang Sumbi watched the work from a distance. She was panic knowing the boat was almost done. She was looking for an idea to fail it.

She thought about an idea. She stretched a white cloth and waved it around the roosters. The roosters thought it was a sunrise. They started to crow. When the villagers heard the crow, they thought morning had come. They went to their barn and started to pound the rice. The crow and the pounding of rice came one to another. The voice was so noise. Sangkuriang and his genie friends heard the noise, they also thought the morning had arrived. His genie friends left the place. Sangkuriang was very disappointed. The work just need a little more. Sangkuriang was angry. He kicked the boat. The boat flung and turned up side down. Then the boat became a mountain. That’s why the mountain is called Tangkuban Perahu.

Source : http://xastory.blogspot.com/2008/01/mount-of-tangkuban-perahu.html

Lutung Kasarung

Folklore from West Java

In a kingdom of heaven, Guruminda son of Sunan Ambu plunged in thought. He was thinking about his mother. The thought drove him crazy. He thought her not as a mother but as a woman. That was very brash. He was shy to his mother because of the thought. He could not imagine his mother’s anger if she knew about it.

But a mother always has a sharp feeling about her children. That’s why you cannot tell lie to your mother because she always knows.

That is why Sunan Ambu knew her son’s problem. So she ordered Guruminda to come. “Guruminda, I know what in your mind and I know it’s wrong. So I’ve been thinking that you have to go to earth to have some lessons. And you will go down there as a monkey.”

Guruminda stood up, his lips sealed. He accepted the order as a punishment because of his effrontery. He was transformed as a black long tailed monkey called Lutung Kasarung, went to the earth and lived in a forest.

Meanwhile in the kingdom of Pasir Batang, in the earth, King Tapa Agung felt the time had come to put his crown to his heir but he could not decide the person. King Tapa Agung had seven daughters and no son. The oldest was Princes Purbararang. The crown should be hers because she was the oldest but King Tapa Agung felt hard to give the crown to her. People knew Princess Purbararang as an arrogant princess. She never cared about her people. On the other hand, her youngest sister, Princess Purbasari was a dear for all her folks.

King Tapa Agung did penance to get divine inspiration from his Gods. So after a while, king Tapa Agung decided to give the crown to Princess Purbasari. Princess Purbararang was very disappointed with king’s decision. She had a plan to evict Purbasari. She could not stand see other person held a power.

Princess Purbararang visited a witch and asked her for a poison. The witched gave her a small bottle of a poison. Princess Purbararang went home with a poison in her hand.

In the night, when Purbasari slept, Purbararang walked slowly into Purbasari’s room. She sprayed the poison to Purbasari’s body. In a second, the beautiful Purbasari turned to be the ugly black Purbasari. People could not recognize her face again. Purbasari was evicted from her palace. Purbararang then became a queen of Pasir Batang kingdom.

People were afraid of Purbasari’s look so she isolated herself in the forest. A kingdom advisor, Batara Lengser, built a simple house in the forest for Purbasari. He asked Purbasari to be patient facing a life test.

Since Purbararang ruled Pasir Batang, she became more arrogant. She always gave punishment to people if they did not make her happy. People were afraid of her. There was also no hope from her fiancé, prince Indrajaya. He did not care what Purbararang did. All he cared was dressed up.

One day, Purbararang held a ceremony. She ordered a man to get a fresh animal. He had to get it or his head would replace the animal head. The man went hunting. After couple of hours, he met a black long tail monkey. The monkey jumped from one tree to other tree. He was surprised saw the unusual monkey. He chased the monkey and tied it with a rope. He brought the monkey to the palace as a ritual offering. He tied the monkey in the middle of field where the ceremony was held. When queen Purbararang entered the field with Batara Lengser, the monkey struggled, released his tied and jumped all over the place, hit the soldiers with their spears and almost injured the queen. The monkey became so wild and unable to be approached. When Batara Lengser tried to approach the monkey, suddenly the monkey became quite. The monkey obeyed Batara Lengser.

Queen Purbararang then had an idea for the monkey. She ordered Batara Lengser to give the monkey to Purbasari. She thought the wild monkey could hurt and killed Purbasari. So Purbararang didn’t have to worry anymore about her crown.

Batara Lengser brought the monkey to Purbasari. He ordered the monkey not to hurt Purbasari. The monkey nodded his head like a person who understand the order.

In the forest, at Purbasari place, she and the monkey became friends. The monkey known as
Lutung Kasarung always made Purbasari laughed. They played together. She also made friend with animals around her house.

One day, Lutung Kasarung did penance. He asked his mother to help him built a bathing place for Purbasari. His mother then sent some of her man to build a bathing place near Purbasari’s house. The bathing place was beautiful. The shower was made from gold and the floor was made from marble. The water flew from the clear waterfall. Sunan Ambu also ordered her tailor to make a cloth from clouds and rainbow for Purbasari.

When Purbasari entered the bathing place, her eyes opened wide. She amazed the architecture of the shower. The walls and the floors were so glossy. The bathing tub was very wide like a natural pool and the water was so clear.

“How this happened, Lutung?” Purbasari asked.

“You are a kindhearted person, Purbasari. That’s why heaven loves you,” Lutung said. “Now, take a bath and wear this cloth “Lutung said to Purbasari while its hand gave her the cloud cloth.

“It’s so soft and beautiful” Purbasari stroke the cloth. Purbasari got into the bathing tub. The water made her black body cleaned. Her skin became soft again and it made her more beautiful then ever. When she wore the cloth, she felt so light. Purbasari looked beautiful. Lutung spellbound. Purbasari was looked different than he knew. She captivated.

The news about a beautiful bathing place in the middle of forest was heard into the palace. Queen Purbararang thought there were people from Pasir Batang built the bathing place for Purbasari. Queen Purbararang was very angry. She needed reason to kill Purbasari. Then she made a contest for Purbasari. She challenged Purbasari to make a huma, a clear land for cultivation. It had to finish before the sunrise. If Purbasari failed, she would die by hanging.

When Batara Lengser went to Purbasari’s place to tell her about the contest, Queen Purbararang ordered hundreds of her soldiers to clear land near Purbasari’s place for cultivation. She thought Purbasari and her men would not be able to finish it before the sunrise.

Purbasari was confused how to clear the land in one night. She did not have men to do that. Lutung Kasarung then helped her. He asked his mother in the heaven to send him soldiers to clear the land. Sunan Ambu sent her soldiers to earth to help Purbasari.

The next day, after the sunrise, Purbararang, prince Indrajaya and her men went to the forest. She was surprised saw a huma next to hers. There were Batara Lengser and Lutung Kasarung standing there.

Purbararang was angry and disappointed. She still challenged Purbasari to contest their beauty. Purbararang thought Purbasari was still a black ugly girl. She ordered Purbasari to come out from her house. Purbasari then came out from the house. She turned to be a beautiful girl. She was more beautiful then Purbararang. There was no dirt in her skin. Purbararang was shocked but she still had plan. She challenged Purbasari’s fiance.

“People, I challenge Purbasari’s fiancé to fight with my fiancé, prince Indrajaya. Where is your fiancé, Purbasari ?” asked Purbararang. Prince Indrajaya came forward and smiled mocking Purbasari. Purbasari turned her head to Lutung Kasarung.

“A monkey, Purbasari?” asked Purbararang laughing.
Lutung Kasarung came forward and sat with legs crossed in the ground. His put his hands together in front his chest. Then Lutung Kasarung transformed into a handsome youngman. He turned to be Guruminda. People were shocked, especially prince Indrajaya. His face became pale. He was afraid to fight with Guruminda. Then he put his hands together and hung his head, asked mercy for him.

Purbararang lost her contest. She gave her crown to Purbasari. Purbasari and Guruminda rode to the palace. They ruled the Pasir Batang kingdom. Citizens were happy. They lived safe and wealthy. Purbararang and her fiancé were punished for they did.

Source : http://xastory.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-kingdom-of-heaven-guruminda-son-of.html

Jaka Tarub

Folklore from East Java and Central Java

Once upon a time there was a young man lived alone in a village. He didn't have anything except his flute that never left his side.

Jaka Tarub, what everyone called him. Everybody in the village love Jaka Tarub because he is such a good man.

As always, Jaka Tarub likes walking around the village to forget his loneliness. When he was going for a walk while engrossed in playing his flute, he didn't realize that he arrived in the middle of a deserted forest. He just knew it when the night came. Now Jaka Tarub was in the middle of bushes trees and he did not see a single person around it. He only heard the cricket voice and the frog that echoing each other.

"Where am I? I think I got lost," he told himself. But Jaka Tarub didn't worry at all. He kept on walking until he got tired and fell asleep.

In his sleep, Jaka Tarub dreamt seeing a very beautiful butterfly. It color was white reddish. Jaka Tarub tempted to catch the butterfly, but when his hands almost got it, the butterfly flew away. When he woke up, he stared at the sky. At that moment, he saw the butterfly again. It was just like the butterfly in his dream. Jaka Tarub slapped his own face. "Auww," he yelled painfully. This meant that he didn't dream. He felt so hungry and his body was shaking, yet he still awoke thought he didn't believe what he just saw. He blinked his eyes so many times.


Actually, the butterfly was seven fairies who were getting near the earth. Their smells differently. Smell that didn't belong in earth and only the fairies who have it. The looked like humans but their beauty were so different.

Jaka Tarub couldn't stop looking at them. But there was something peculiar in the seventh fairy. Her beauty didn't like the other six. "Maybe this is the youngest fairy," thought Jaka Tarub. He then kept on staring at the last fairy who descended in the earth without blinking his eyes. The more he stared, he became more astonished. For the first time in his life, Jaka Tarub fell in love!

Upon reaching the earth, the fairies went straight to the lake in the middle of the jungle. They opened their clothes and put them in the trees. "What are they doing?" asked Jaka Tarub.

"Wait! Don't you feel happy yet," yelled the youngest sweet voice. "Take this splash!"

"You won't splash us, Adinda Nawang Wulan!" yelled her sisters. "Give it up!"

Jaka Tarub kept on watching them behind the trees. "So, her name is Nawang Wulan. I am right, she's the youngest," whispered Jaka Tarub fondly. But he knew this meeting was only temporary. His world wouldn't meet their world. However, he was in love.
"No matter how, I have to get Nawang Wulan!" promised Jaka Tarub to himself. He then acted quickly. He took Nawang Wulan's cloth.

The sky became darker, it was time for the seven fairies to get back to their castle, "Adinda Nawang Wulan, hurry and get dressed. Play time is over!" yelled her sisters.

"Why don't you go first, Kanda. I'll be right behind you," said Nawang Wulan. "But wait Kakanda, where is my cloth?!"

"Maybe someone took your cloth?"

"Maybe your cloth was taken mistakenly by the other sister?"

"Dear Kanda, I really don't know where my cloth is," worried Nawang Wulan. However, her sisters couldn't wait any longer. They had to go back, no matter what. "Adinda Nawang Wulan, be brave," yelled her six sisters while flying away. They separated eventually.

Now Nawang Wulan was all alone. What if night come? where can I get help? asked herself. This fairy kept on crying.

Jaka Tarub heard her crying, he then walked to her and asked, "Dear beautiful girl, why are you crying? How come you in this jungle?"

Nawang Wulan told him her problem, Then didn't know how, the fairy felt so comfortable telling him about herself.

They then introduced themselves. Jaka Tarub
invited Nawang Wulan to his house. At the house Jaka Tarub gave her some girl village clothes and asked her to dressed. Nawang Wulan didn't have any suspicions at all toward him. She was taught back home to trust other people, so that was what she did: trust him.

Not long aftet that, Jaka Tarub proposed Nawang Wulan. She said yes with one condition: Jaka Tarub was forbidden to aske her how she did her daily chores. "Okay," said Jaka Tarub.

From that day, they became a happily husband and wife. They became happier with the arrival of their beautiful baby named Nawangsih.

At first Jaka Tarub had his doubt. He worried Nawang Wulan cou;dn't do his duty as a good wife and mother, because she was a fairy and her life must have been so much different from a normal human. But surprisingly she was soo good at finishing her daily chores.

Beside that, Jaka Tarub had been asking himself about her. Why? From washing clothes, cooking rice and caring for her child, Nawang Wulan had done it perfectly. All the works must have been affecting her appearance, but no. She still remained beautiful as a fairy.

Jaka Tarub became more and more curious. How did my wife do all the house chores perfectly? And why did her appearance remain the same? How did she do it? So Jaka Tarub decided to find out himself. Until one day, he broke his promise to Nawang Wulan unintentionally.

When night came as usual he watched her wife preparing plates, spoons complete with the dishes. When Jaka Tarub wanted to get the rice, he was so shocked to find an uncooked rice! The plate should've been full of rice.

Since then, Nawang Wulan's life was changed. She no longer could rest. Tiredness was beginning to show in her face. Her beauty as fairy slowly began to fade.


Nawang Wulan couldn't take it any more. "Nawangsih, my child, forgive me because I have to leave you," Nawang Wulan was so sad.

Beside the granary, Nawang Wulan lay weakly. No one could help her. Only Nawangsih, her daughter who was sitting close by her side.

Suddenly, Nawang Wulan smelled something good in the granary. The smell she was familiar with. The smell brightened her spirit She instantly looked for the source of the smell.

It turned out the smell came from her used to be missing clothes. "This is my missing fairy clothes. But why did my husband hide it?" asked Nawang Wulan curiously.

Nawang Wulan immediately wore the clothes. She felt reborn again. It was magic! At that moment Nawang Wulan felt like she was used to be, a fairy again.

Jaka Tarub was so shocked knowing that. But then they realized if human and fairy's world could were different. But Nawang Wulan promised that she never left him and their daughter, Nawangsih. She also promised if Jaka Tarub or Nawangsih need help, the help would come.

Years later..
Jaka Tarub and his daughter lived happily. They never lacked of anything All Jaka Tarub dan her daughter's wishes always came true easily. It mean Nawang Wulan kept her promise.

The Moral:

Whe should always work hard to fulfill our dreams. But we have to fulfill it in the right ways. If we get it the wrong way, the result will be bad too.

Source : http://yayajanuary.multiply.com/journal/item/151/Jaka_Tarub_English_Version_

Telaga Warna

Folklore from West Java

Long long ago there was a kingdom in West Java. The kingdom was ruled by a king. People called their king His Majesty Prabu. Prabu was a kind and wise king. No wonder if that country was prosperous. There's no hunger in this kingdom.


It was a very happy condition. But it was a pity that Prabu and his queen hadn't got any children. It made the royal couple very very sad. Some old men and women who was respected by Prabu suggested the king to adopt a child. But Prabu and the queen didn't agree. "No, thank you. But for us, our own daughter or son is better than adopted children."

The queen was very sad. She often cried. That was why Prabu decided to go. He went to the jungle. There he prayed to God. Everyday he begged for a child. His dream come true. A few months later, the queen got fregnant. All people in the kingdom felt happy. They sent many presents to the palace to express their happiness.

Nine months later a princess was born. People sent their presents again as a gift to a little princess. This baby grew as a beautiful teenager then.

Prabu and Queen loved their daughter so much. They gave what ever she wanted. It made Princess a very spoiled girl. When her wish couldn't be realized, she became very angry. She even said bad things often. A true princess wouldn't do that. Eventhough the princess behaved badly, her parents loved her, so did the people in that kingdom.

Day by day, the princess grew more beautiful. No girls couldn't compare with her. In a few days, Princess would be 17 years old. So, people of that kingdom went to palace. They brought many presents for her. Their presents gift were very beautiful. Prabu collected the presents. There were really many presents. Then Prabu stored them in a building. Some times he could take them to give to his people.

Prabu only took some gold and jewels. Then she brought them to the goldsmith. "Please make a beautiful necklace for my daughter," said Prabu. "My pleasure, Your Majesty," the goldsmith replied. The goldsmith worked with all his heart and his ability. He wanted to create the most beautiful necklace in the world because he loved his princess.

The birthday came. People gathered in the palace field. When Prabu and queen appeared, people welcomed them happily. Prabu and his wife waved to their beloved people.

Cheers were louder and louder when the princess appeared with her fabulous pretty face. Everybody admired her beauty. Prabu got up from his chair. A lady gave him a small and glamourous pillow. A wonderful necklace was on it. Prabu took that necklace. "My beloved daughter, today I give this necklace to you. This necklace is a gift from people in this country. They love you so much. They presented it for you to express their happiness, because you have growing to a woman. Please, wear this necklace," said Prabu.

Princess accepted the necklace. She looked at the necklace in a glance. "I don't want to accepted it! It's ugly!" shouted the princess. Then she threw the necklace. The beautiful necklace was broken. The gold and jewels were spread out on the floor

Everybody couldn't say anything. They never thought that their beloved princess would did that cruel thing. Nobody spoke. In their silence people heard the queen crying. Every woman felt sad and began crying too. Then everybody was crying.

Then there was a miracle. Earth was crying. Suddenly, from the under ground, a spring emerged. It made a pool of water. The palce was getting full. Soon the place became a big lake. The lake sank all of the kingdom.

Nowadays the water on that lake is not as full as before. There is only a small lake now. People called the lake "Talaga Warna". It is mean "Lake of Colour". It's located in Puncak, West Java. On a bright day, the lake is full of colour. So beautiful and amazing. These colors come from shadows of forest, plants, flowers, and sky arround the lake. But some people said that the colours are from the princess's necklace, which spreads at the bottom of the lake.

Source : http://www.geocities.com/kesumawijaya/ceritarakyat/westjava1.html

The Legend of Danau Toba

Folklore from North Sumatra

Once upon a time, there was a fisherman lived in a North Sumatra. When he was fishing in a river, a big fish was nailed. This fish had gold color all over its body. It was beautiful. The fisherman was very excited. He imagined a delicious dinner in his head. He put the fish in his basket and went home happily.

When he got home, he put the fish in a sink. He grabbed a knife to kill the fish. But when he almost killed it, he saw the fish eyes and felt pity. He took the knife away and put the fish in washbasin and added water in it. “Don’t worry, I wouldn’t kill you” the fisherman said.

The fisherman went fishing again. But this time he couldn’t get any fish. He went home with nothing in his hand. His stomach started to sing. He walked home slouching. He was surprised when he saw smoke came out from his kitchen.

“Who cooked in my kitchen?” he confused.

He took a peep and surprised when he saw a beautiful girl cooked in his house. “Why there’s a girl in my kitchen?” he confused.

The fisherman entered the room. “Who are you?” he asked the girl.

“I’m the fish.” The girl said.

The fisherman looked the washbasin and saw nothing in it. “The fish?” he asked incredulous.

“Yes. You didn’t kill me and I’m very thankful. I will return your kindness.” The girl said.

“That’s ok. I didn’t ask any return” the fisherman said.

“But I have to.”The girl insisted.

“Well, I lived alone. I don’t have family. If you want to be my wife, I will be very happy.” The fisherman asked the girl.

The girl smiled and said “I’d love to but you have to promise me that if we have kid you can’t tell him about me.”

And so, the fisherman and the fish girl were married. And then they had a child called Samo. Samo was very naughty. He couldn’t be advisable. He always played and never helped his parents.

One day Samo was asked to deliver lunch to his father. On his way, he met his friends and forgot to deliver his father’s lunch. Samo played with his friends. When he was tired and hungry, he was resting under a tree and ate his father lunch. Meanwhile his father waited him in starve and tired. His father went home and saw Samo played. “Where is my lunch?” he asked.

“Mmm…mm.. I ate it” Samo said afraid.

“Why you ate it?” his father asked.

“Mmm..mm.. I was hungry after playing with my friend” Samo said.

“You were told to deliver my lunch but you didn’t listen.” his father was very furious. “I can’t handle you anymore. You are very naughty. Go away from me. Don’t come home anymore.” His father yelled and evicted Samo from his house.

And this what happened if you can’t control your mouth when you angry. His father said the words that he wouldn’t suppose to say. “You… fish’s son.”

Suddenly, the sky was getting dark. The storm was breaking the ears. The rain felt from the sky like giant hose sprayed water all over the place. And then the water came out from the land and getting harder.

Sumo’s mother was very sad. “I told you don’t tell him about me” she said to her husband. “Now I’m going back to be fish again. Good by” the mother was transformed magically to be gold fish again and disappear through the water. The water was getting higher and drown the village and formed a lake.

Meanwhile, sumo run to the hill and stayed there. The hill then was surrounded by the lake.

Now the lake was known as Toba Lake. Toba came from Tuba word means no mercy. And the hill in the middle called Samosir Island. Samosir means ‘Samo di usir’ or in English : Samo have been evicted.
This is just a legend, there were so many versions of the name’s story. You can’t tell which one is really true. But I heard this version since I was a little girl.

Source : http://xastory.blogspot.com/2008/09/legend-of-toba-lake.html

Timun Mas

Folklore from Central Java

Long long time ago, there was a farmer couple. They were staying in a village near a forest. They lived happily. Unfortunately, they hadn’t had any children yet.

Every day they prayed to God for a child. One day a giant passed their home. He heard what they were praying. Then the giant gave them a cucumber seed.

"Plant this seed, then you’ll get a daughter,” said the giant. “Thank you, Giant,” said the couple. “But in one condition, in her 17-th birthday, you must give her to me,” said the Giant. The couple wanted a child so much that they agreed without thinking first.

Then the couple planted the cucumber seed. Each day they took care the growing plant so carefully. Months later, a golden cucumber grew from the plant. The cucumber was getting heavier and bigger each day. When it was ripe, they picked it. Carefully they cut out the cucumber and how surprised were they when they found a beautiful baby inside. They were so happy. They named the baby Timun Mas, or Golden Cucumber.

Years were passing by and Timun Mas had grown into a beautiful girl. Her parents were very proud of her. But their happiness turned to fear when her 17th birthday came. The giant returned to ask for their promise. He was going to take Timun Mas away.

The farmer tried to be calm. “Just a moment, please. Timun Mas is playing. My wife will call her,” he said. Then the farmer came to his daughter. “My child, take this,” as he was giving her a little bag to Timun Mas. “This will help you from the giant. Now, run as fast as you can,” he ordered. So Timun Mas ran away.

The couple was very sad about her leaving. But they didn’t want the giant to eat Timun Mas. Meanwhile, the giant had been waiting for too long. He became impatient. Somehow he knew that the couple had lied to him. So he destroyed their house and ran for Timun Mas.

The giant was chasing Timun Mas and he was getting closer and closer. Timun Mas then took a handful of salt from her little bag. She spread out the salt behind her. Suddenly a wide sea appeared between them. The giant had to swim to reach her

Timun Mas was still running, but now the giant almost caught her. Then she took some chilly and threw them to the giant. The chilly suddenly grew into some trees and trapped the giant. The trees grew some thorns as sharp as a knife. The giant screamed painfully. At the mean time, Timun Mas could escape again.

But the giant was very strong. Again he almost caught Timun Mas. So Timun Mas took the third magic stuff, the cucumber seeds. She threw the seeds and suddenly they became a wide cucumber field. The giant was very tired and hungry so he ate those fresh cucumbers. He ate too much that he felt sleepy and fell asleep soon.

Timun Mas kept on running as fast as she could. But soon she was very tired herself. To make things worse, the giant had woken up! Timun Mas was so scared. Desperately she then threw her last weapon, terasi (a kind of shrimp pasta). IT did a miracle again. The pasta became a big swamp. The giant fell into it but his hands almost reached Timun Mas. Suddenly the lake pulled him to the bottom. The giant panicked and he couldn’t breathe. At last he was drown.

Timun Mas was very relieved. She was safe now. Then she returned to her parents’ house. Her parents were of course very happy to see their daughter safe and sound. “Thanks God. You have saved my daughter,” they cried happily. From then on, Timun Mas lived happily with her parents with no fear anymore.

Source : http://www.geocities.com/kesumawijaya/ceritarakyat/centraljava1.html

Tari Remo

Tari Remo is a welcoming dance special from East Java which described dynamical characteristic of East Java Society as a picture of Prince's courage. It supported by Gamelan music and in this Gending there are Bonang, Saron, Gambang, Gender, Slentem, Zither, Flute, Ketuk, Kempul, and Gong with Slendro rhythm. Tari Remo is performed by a single dancer or by a group of dancers. Because the dancers are either men or women, Remo Dance has two styles: masculine and feminine. Very often women dancers perform masculine-style Remo Dance and men dancers perform feminine-style Remo Dance.
Tari Remo was originally danced at the beginning of ludruk performance, but later it is loosely developed into a dance performed at parties, folk festivals, or at the commemorations of national holidays. Remo Dance is perfomed to welcome guests and, therefore, it is called a welcoming dance.

The characteristic movements of the Remo Dance are the beats of the feet. A set of small bells is tied around the right-foot ankle. The bells tinkle when the dancer walks or beats the floor with his or her right foot. Beside the beats of the feet, the head movements, the manipulative play of the selendang or sampur, the facial expressions, and the postures of the dancers which conform the rhythm of the music, make this dance unique.

The costumes of a Remo Dancer are of various types: Sawunggaling, Surabayan, Malangan, Jombangan. The Surabayan costume consist of a red scarf tied around the head, a black upper outfit that resembles the outfit of an eighteenth-century noblemen with the royal insignia, a pair of velvet trousers which are knee-high and knitted with golden thread and gems, a piece of batik worn around the waist, hip and thighs, and rumpled in the front, a belt called stagen worn around the waist and a keris (a Javanese dagger). A dancer has two selendang or sampur, one of which is worn around the waist and the other which is worn on the shoulders. His or her right hand holds one end of the selendang, and his or her left hand holds the other end. The bells tied around the right ankle tinkle loudly.

The costumes of the Surabaya type are more or less similar to those of the Sawunggaling type. The difference is that the upper outfit of the dancer is a white shirt with a tie. The costumes of Malangan type are similar to those of the Surabaya type except that the trousers are longer, touch the ankles of the dancer and are not knitted with colourful beads. The costumes of Jombangan type are similar to the Sawunggaling type except that instead of wearing a white shirt the dancer wears a vest. The typical costumes of the dancers are difficult to differentiate, especially because of the new creation of Remo Dancer's costumes.

With feminine-style dance, the dancer has a unique hair-do, and wears a black mekak to cover the breast, a rapak to cover the hip to the knee, and a piece of selendang or sampur put across the shoulders. There are various kinds of womens' Remo Dance costumes.

The musical instruments used in the Remo Dance performance consist of bonang babok, bonang penerus, saron, gambang, gender, slentem siter, seruling (flutes), kethuk-kenong, kempul and gong. The various music that accompanies the dance can be gamelan laras or irama slendro or pelog. Various tunes used are Surabaya Jula-Juli, and Tropongan. Other tunes to accompany the Remo Dance are Walangkekek, Gedok Rancak, Krucilan or newly created gending. A Remo Dance performance lasts for fifteen or more minutes. In ludruk performances, a Remo Dancer sings a song in the middle of his or her performance.

Source : http://www.petra.ac.id/eastjava/culture/remo.htm

The Legend Of Keong Emas

The Legend of Keong Mas is one of cerita Panji, folktales popular in East and Central Java. The Legend describes the romance, the separation, and reunion of raden Panji asmoro bangun and Dewi Sekartaji. It all starts of the King Antah Berantah kingdom wishes to make Dewi sekartaji his wife and to do so he kidnapped her . Fortunately, the god narada saved Dewi Sekartaji by changing her into a golden snail : Keong Mas. The gold told Keong Emas to drift along the river in order to find her husband, Panji Asmoro Bangun.

One day a poor old widow, mbok Rondo Dadapan , who always fished along the river, found the golden snail and took it home. There , she put the snail in a jar and took good care of it. All of sudden, unexpected good things took place in mbok Rondo's live.

Coming back from her daily fishing , she would find delicious dishes on table and the house cleaned. She wondered who bad been so nice to take care of her house and to do the cooking.
When this went on for several days, she could not resist the temptation to find out who the mysterious kind person was. So, one day, instead of fishing, she peeped through a hole in the wall of her house.

To her amazement she saw a beautiful pincess coming out of the jar and starting to clean the house and preparing a meal.

The next day, the same happened. Without wasting any time mbok Rondo rushed into the house and smashed the jar. Homelles Dewi Sekartaji could not turn back into a snail. She was then adopted by mbok Rondo.

Meanwhile, Raden panji amoroi Bangun, searching for his wife, wandered from one village to another, finally reaching Dadapan where he found his beloved wife. Filled with happines and love, thewy went back to their kingdom, taking along good mbok Rondo.

Tari Pendet

Pendet is a traditional Balinese dance, in which offerings are made to purify the temple or theater as a prelude to ceremonies or other dances. Pendet is typically performed by young girls, carrying bowls of flower petals, handfuls of which are cast into the air at various times in the dance. Pendet can be thought of as a dance of greeting, to welcome the audience and invite spirits to enjoy a performance.

The original Pendet dance is performed by 4-5 young girls (before their puberty) in temple yards. Pendet dancers bring flowers in small Bokor (silver bowls for keeping flowers in a ceremony). They spread the flowers around the temple. This dance is a symbol of welcoming God in some ritual ceremonies in Bali. Pendet actually has simple dance movements. These movements are the basic dance movements of Balinese dance. Pendet has undergone later development with variations and now is not only performed in ritual ceremonies but also in some social events. Pendet since has been known as a welcoming dance.

Pendet are welcoming dences expressing of joy, happiness and gratitude made through graceful and elegant movements. Depending on the choreography, they mey be performed by a pair or a group of female dancers of any age. In the past those dences were temple dances to great or please the gods and deities residing in the temple for the duration of the temple's anniversary festival, the odalan. Today, they are staged purely as artistic entertainment.

The choreography of both includes three main parts :
1. a brief introduction - a papeson, with fast music,
2. a slow-moving body- the pangadeng,
3. a fast ending - the panyuwud.
The traditional pendet may be performed by ten to thirty dancers, in pairs or in groups of four or six, while each dancer carries offerings which are later placed on the altar in front or at the foot of a temple shrine. The secular versions can be performed by four or six dancers each carrying a bowl of colourful flowers which they scatter the flowers over the audience to symbolize a warm welcome.

Bromo - Tengger - Semeru National Park


This National Park is one of the most beautiful places of interest in East Java. The beauties of mountain covered, give a special and characteristic green plants, arousing great interest. Tenggerese traditional farming also makes this famous place being more interesting and attractive. In addition, cool and breezy wind always blows freshly giving ever visitor special deep impression a unforgettable memories.
The accessibility has no problem and very reachable (via Malang, Pasuruan, Probolinggo or Lumajang).
Surely, different access give different characteristics scenery landscape. The elevation reaches about 2.392 meter sea level above and the temperature varies from 3 up to 20 degrees centigrade.

Facilities: Star Hotels, home-stays, restaurants, and many others that visitors needed can be found.
The people who live in this area are supposed to be descended from Majapahit Kingdom about six hundred years ago. The belonged to Tenggerese Hinduism with old traditional. That tradition still survives up to now. Every year, they always carry out the traditional and religious ceremonies, and the most popular ones is Yadnya Kasada, an offering ceremony held at the edge of the crater on the top of mount Bromo.

The Story of Offering Kasada Ceremony
Hundreds years ago, during the reign of the last king of Majapahit, Brawijaya, the situation was so uncertain due to the expanding new religion, Islam. At the time, the queen gave birth a baby girl and named her Roro Anteng, later the princess married Joko Seger, a Brahma Caste.

Since the influences of the new religion was so strong that it created chaos. The king and his followers were forced to back off to the east, some of them reached Bali and some of them reached a volcano.

The new married couple, Roro Anteng and Joko Seger were also found among the fugitives who went to the volcano. Later they ruled the volcano area and named it Tengger. The word Tengger was derived from Roro Anteng and Joko Seger. Then he surnamed himself the riffle of Purba Wasesa Mangkurat Ing Tengger which means the righteous ruler of Tengger.

Years after year as the region flourished in prosperity, the King and Queen felt unhappy for they had no children to succeed their throne. On their desperation, they decided to climb the top of the volcano to pray and beseech before God, the Almighty. Deeply, impressed by the faith of their meditation affected the murmuring sound of the crater lifted up miraculously followed by a golden lightning that made the surrounding locked so scintillating. Their prayer were heard the God and would give them children, but they should sacrifice their last child as return. It was a promising future that could not be denied.

Not long after, the first baby boy was born and Roro Anteng named him Tumenggung Klewung. Child after child was born during the years and it reached 25 in number to whom she gave the named Kesuma for the last child.

Roro Anteng and Joko Seger were very happy ever since, love and affection were imparted among their children. Happiness lingered on years after years, but a dull and sad feeling still haunted them for their promise would be claimed one day. They realized that they could not run from the fact, a bitter disappointment of losing a child shot through their brains. The day came, the God reminded them of their promise which could not be avoided.

As they felt how cruel it was to sacrifice their beloved child, they decided to break their promise by not offering him to the God. They brought away their children in order to save their last child from the offering. They tried to find a place to hide, however, they could not find away.

All of by sudden, the dreadful eruption of the volcano followed to where they went and miraculously Kesuma, the last beloved child was swallowed into the crater. At the same time when Kesuma disappeared from their sight, turbulent brawl diminished and strange silence for a while but a sudden voice echoed: Hi, my beloved brothers and sisters. It was sacrificed to appear before God Hyang Widi Wasa to save all of you. And what I expect be in a peace and live prosperously. Don't forget to set mutual assistance among you and to worship God constantly to arrange an offering ceremony annually on 14th of Kasada (the twelfth month of Tenggerese calendar) by full moon. For the sake of your God. Hyang Widi Wasa.

Kesuma's Brothers and sisters held the offering ceremony annually just like what Kesuma advised and it was held from generation to generation up to now.


Source : http://www.eastjava.com/tourism/malang/bromo.html

Rumah Gadang Minangkabau


Traditional house of Minangkabau is called "Rumah Gadang". It means big house or "rumah adat", customary house. It is called Rumah Gadang is not because of it's big size. But it refers to the big function of the house itself. Rumah Gadang in Minangkabau belongs to all members of relatives along the mother's line called "Kaum".

The function of this house is for all togather at happy and sorrow time, discussing and making decision for any problem in the "Kaum". 'Rumah Adat' also refers to its function as the place for all "adat" (custom and tradition) ceremonies look wedding party or inauguration of a head of clan.

The Original "adat" house is made of wood and bamboo for the back wall. The roof is made of palm vibe. It is about 12 to 20 metres long and 6-8 metres wide and the position of the floor is 2-2,5 metre above the ground.

Kancil and The Crocodiles

A kancil was walking along the bank of a river. He could see several crocodiles lying in the mud at side of the river.

"Hey, friends!" he called out, "you are really very big and strong! You could easily conquer any country if you wanted to."

"Of course, Kancil," answered the crocodiles. "Even men are afraid of us. Look how well we are armed". They showed the kancil their sharp claws and teeth, and waved their tails slowly backwards and forwards. "With one blow we can knock one man down."

"Everything you say is true," said the kancil, "but i would like to know how many of you there are. Can you please form a line cross the river so that i can count you?"

The crocodiles did as they were asked. They formed a line from one side of the river to the other.

The kancil jumped down lightly on the back of the nearest crocodile. "One, two, three.....," he counted as he walked across the river on their backs.

When he reached the other side, he jumped quickly on to the bank. "Thank u very much, gentlemen," he called out. "I didn't want to get wet crossing the river."

The crocodiles roared in anger.
"Don't forget, kancil," they shouted, "we can live on land as well as in the water. One day we shall catch you and teach you a good lesson."

"Ha, ha, ha!" laughed the kancil. He ran away into the forest. But he did not go near the river again after that. Whenever he wanted to drink, he looked for water elsewhere.

One day it was very hot. The kancil was very thristy. He could not find water anywhere. He had to return to the river.

"O river," he cried, "are there any crocodiles there?"
There was no reply. He repeated the question several times but received no answer. "Oh well," he said, "there must be crocodiles there otherwise the river would say something."

"There are no crocodiles here," came the answer from the crocodiles, who were grinding their teeth in anger.
"Thanks for letting me know that you're there," the kancil said. "I don't think i want to go near the river today."

The crocodiles rushed up the river bank towards the kancil but he ran swiftly into the jungle. "Kancil thinks he's very clever," said the crocodiles. "Let's wait for him near those papaya trees over there. He always goes there to eat."

They waited for several hours, feeling very hot and uncomfortable under the sun.
Suddenly the kancil cried : "O papaya tree, are there any crocodiles there?"
As there was no reply, he repeated the question several times. There was silence. "Ho, ho, papaya tree! I'm sure there are crocodiles there. They must have told you to keep quite."

"No we didn't," shouted the crocodiles. The kancil immediately ran away but the crocodiles were too slow to catch him.

Before long, the kancil felt thirsty and hungry. He went back to the river. While he was searching for food and drink, a crocodile seized him by leg.
"Hey, what are you doing ?" asked the kancil. "That's not my leg. It's a branch of a tree."

The crocodile let go of his leg to take another bite. The kancil leapt away as fast as he could. When he reached a safe distance, he stopped and called out, "My friends, i know you are still waiting for me in the river. If you want to kill me, why don't we have a fair fight? I shall call all my friends and you call yours. In one week's time, we'll meet on the river bank and fight it out."

The crocodiles agreed that it would be the best way to settle the matter once and for all.

Everynight after that, while the crocodiles were asleep, the kancil made as many footprints as he could in the soft mud at the side of the river.
On the seventh day, a large army of crocodiles appeared. But they could find no sign of the kancil and his army. All they could see were hundreds of footprints in the mud.

"What's a pity!" they exclaimed. "It's our fault. We are too late. The kancil's army could not wait for us."

The kancil called out to them from the other side of the river, "Do you think I am so stupid? You can't kill me so easily!"

Once again, the kancil had tricked the crocodiles, and they had admit defeat.

Kancil and The Crocodiles

A kancil was walking along the bank of a river. He could see several crocodiles lying in the mud at side of the river.

"Hey, friends!" he called out, "you are really very big and strong! You could easily conquer any country if you wanted to."

"Of course, Kancil," answered the crocodiles. "Even men are afraid of us. Look how well we are armed". They showed the kancil their sharp claws and teeth, and waved their tails slowly backwards and forwards. "With one blow we can knock one man down."

"Everything you say is true," said the kancil, "but i would like to know how many of you there are. Can you please form a line cross the river so that i can count you?"

The crocodiles did as they were asked. They formed a line from one side of the river to the other.

The kancil jumped down lightly on the back of the nearest crocodile. "One, two, three.....," he counted as he walked across the river on their backs.

When he reached the other side, he jumped quickly on to the bank. "Thank u very much, gentlemen," he called out. "I didn't want to get wet crossing the river."

The crocodiles roared in anger.
"Don't forget, kancil," they shouted, "we can live on land as well as in the water. One day we shall catch you and teach you a good lesson."

"Ha, ha, ha!" laughed the kancil. He ran away into the forest. But he did not go near the river again after that. Whenever he wanted to drink, he looked for water elsewhere.

One day it was very hot. The kancil was very thristy. He could not find water anywhere. He had to return to the river.

"O river," he cried, "are there any crocodiles there?"
There was no reply. He repeated the question several times but received no answer. "Oh well," he said, "there must be crocodiles there otherwise the river would say something."

"There are no crocodiles here," came the answer from the crocodiles, who were grinding their teeth in anger.
"Thanks for letting me know that you're there," the kancil said. "I don't think i want to go near the river today."

The crocodiles rushed up the river bank towards the kancil but he ran swiftly into the jungle. "Kancil thinks he's very clever," said the crocodiles. "Let's wait for him near those papaya trees over there. He always goes there to eat."

They waited for several hours, feeling very hot and uncomfortable under the sun.
Suddenly the kancil cried : "O papaya tree, are there any crocodiles there?"
As there was no reply, he repeated the question several times. There was silence. "Ho, ho, papaya tree! I'm sure there are crocodiles there. They must have told you to keep quite."

"No we didn't," shouted the crocodiles. The kancil immediately ran away but the crocodiles were too slow to catch him.

Before long, the kancil felt thirsty and hungry. He went back to the river. While he was searching for food and drink, a crocodile seized him by leg.
"Hey, what are you doing ?" asked the kancil. "That's not my leg. It's a branch of a tree."

The crocodile let go of his leg to take another bite. The kancil leapt away as fast as he could. When he reached a safe distance, he stopped and called out, "My friends, i know you are still waiting for me in the river. If you want to kill me, why don't we have a fair fight? I shall call all my friends and you call yours. In one week's time, we'll meet on the river bank and fight it out."

The crocodiles agreed that it would be the best way to settle the matter once and for all.

Everynight after that, while the crocodiles were asleep, the kancil made as many footprints as he could in the soft mud at the side of the river.
On the seventh day, a large army of crocodiles appeared. But they could find no sign of the kancil and his army. All they could see were hundreds of footprints in the mud.

"What's a pity!" they exclaimed. "It's our fault. We are too late. The kancil's army could not wait for us."

The kancil called out to them from the other side of the river, "Do you think I am so stupid? You can't kill me so easily!"

Once again, the kancil had tricked the crocodiles, and they had admit defeat.

Yusuf Islam : A' Is For Allah (alif Is For Allah) Lyrics

A' is for Allah, nothing but Allah;Ba is the beginning of Bismillah;Ta is for Taqwa, bewaring of Allah;and Tha is for Thawab, a reward;Ja is for Janna, the Garden of Paradise;Ha is for Hajj, the blessed pilgrimage;Kha is for Khaatem, the seal of the prophethood given to the Prophet, Muhammed (SAW);Da is for Deen, Al-Islam, religion with Allah since time began;Dha is for dhikr, remembering Allah;and Ra is for the month of Ramadhan, ohh Ramadhan;Za is for Zakat to pure our greed, when we give our money to those in need;Sa is for Salamu alaikum, peace be with you wa'alaikum assalam;Sha is for shams, the shining sun, which Allah placed for everyone;and Sua is for salat, for when we pray facing him, everyday, facing him, till we meet ourlord;Allah there's only one God and Muhammed is his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah;Dua is for duha, the morning light, the sun has turned from red to white;Tua is for tareeq, the path to walk upon;and Dhua is for dhil, a shadow;and Aa is for ilm, the thing to know, to make our knowledge grow, in Islam;Gha is for ghaib, a world unseen and that we know is not a dream;Fa is for, the Opening, Al-Fatiha;and Qua for the Qur'an, the book of God;and Ka is for kalima, a word we're taught to teach us what is good and what is not;and La is for the beginning of La ilaha illa'allah;Ma is for the Messenger Muhammed-ur-Rasoolillah. La ilaha illa'allah, Muhammed-ur-Rasulilllah;Allah, there's only one God and Muhammed is his Messenger. Allah, la ilaha illa'allah;Na is for nawm, the sleep God gave to give us rest after the day;Ha is for the Hijra, the journey that, the Prophet made;and Wa for wudu before we pray to help us wash our sins away;and Ya for Yawm-mid-Deen;Allah, there's only one God and Muhammed is his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah;Allah, there's only one God and Jesus was his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah;Allah, there's only one God and Moses was his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah;Allah, there's only one God and Abraham was his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah;Allah, there's only one God and Noah was his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah;Allah, there's only one God and he created Adam, and we are the children of Adam. Allah,La ilaha illa'allah;Allah, there's only one God and Muhammed is his Messenger. Allah, La ilaha illa'allah.

Yusuf Islam : Green Fields, Golden Sands Lyrics

Green Fields and Golden Sands
Are all I need; are all I want
Let the wind blow hard, I don't mind

A small house and an olive tree,
To keep and feed my family
Let the wind blow hard, I don't mind


One day we'll all realize, I'm not the only one
Just raise your eyes up and you'll be gone,
to those

Green Fields and Golden Sands
That's all I need; that's all I want
That's all I really need
Let the wind blow hard, I don't mind

One day we'll all realize, I'm not the only one
Just raise your eyes up and you'll be gone,
to those

Green Fields and Golden Sands
That's all I need; that's all I want
That's all I need; That's all I really want

Yusuf Islam : Your Mother Lyrics

Who should I give my love to?
My respect and my honor to
Who should I pay good mind to?
After Allah
And Rasulullah

Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father

Cause who used to hold you
And clean you and clothes you
Who used to feed you?
And always be with you
When you were sick
Stay up all night
Holding you tight
That's right no other
Your mother (My mother)

Who should I take good care of?
Giving all my love
Who should I think most of?
After Allah
And Rasulullah

Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father

Cause who used to hear you
Before you could talk
Who used to hold you?
Before you could walk
And when you fell who picked you up
Clean your cut
No one but your mother
My mother

Who should I stay right close to?
Listen most to
Never say no to
After Allah
And Rasulullah

Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father

Cause who used to hug you
And buy you new clothes
comb your hair
And blow your nose
And when you cry
Who wiped your tears?
Knows your fears
Who really cares?
My mother

Say Alhamdulillah
Thank you Allah
Thank you Allah
For my mother.

The Arabic nasheeds that are sung by Brother Ahmed Bukhatir do, masha-Allah, sound brilliant. But for many non-Arabic speaking folks out there, it's kind of frustrating not understanding what is being said... the meanings behind the actual Arabic words. An Islamic song is much more enjoyable if the words are understood and real benefit can be derived from knowing the meanings of the words which are sung.


Lyrics to Ahmed Bukhatir's Anasheed


We have compiled a list of different anasheed sung by Ahmed Bukhatir from a variety of his nasheed albums. If you click on any of the links below you will be taken directly to the English translation of that particular nasheed.


No more fretting about not understanding the Arabic nasheeds, you've got all the lyrics in front of you at your disposal. You can now enjoy listening to the popular nasheed artist Ahmed Bukhatir's Islamic Songs with actually understanding what is being said!

From the Album 'Fartaqi'

  • Lyrics to Fartaqi by Ahmed Bukhatir

  • Lyrics to Ya Man Yara by Ahmed Bukhatir

  • Lyrics to Ya Eid by Ahmed Bukhatir

  • Lyrics to Kitab Allah by Ahmed Bukhatir

  • Lyrics to Dar Al Ghoroor by Ahmed Bukhatir

  • Lyrics to Al Hijab by Ahmed Bukhatir

  • Lyrics to Ya Adheeman by Ahmed Bukhatir

  • Lyrics to Talib Al Ilm by Ahmed Bukhatir



  • From the Album 'Al Qudsu Tunadeena'

  • Lyrics to Al Qudsu Tunadeena by Ahmed Bukhatir

  • Lyrics to Taweel As Shawq by Ahmed Bukhatir

  • Lyrics to Waqaf al Tiflu by Ahmed Bukhatir

  • Lyrics to Ramadhan by Ahmed Bukhatir

  • Lyrics to Zayed Al Wafaa by Ahmed Bukhatir



  • From the Album 'En Tasaf Al Layl'

  • Lyrics to Kam Tashtaki by Ahmed Bukhatir

  • Lyrics to Ajaban by Ahmed Bukhatir



  • From the Album 'Samtan'

  • Lyrics to Last Breath by Ahmed Bukhatir


  • Ahmed Bukhatir's Anasheed

  • Ahmed Bukhatir's Biography

  • Seether - Remedy

    Throw your dollar bills and leave your thrills all here with me
    And speak but don't pretend I won't defend you anymore you see
    It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for you
    My eyes don't need to see that ugly thing, I know it's me you fear
    If you want me hold me back

    Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
    And so we go back to the remedy
    Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
    And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"

    I don't need a friend, I need to mend so far away
    So come sit by the fire and play a while, but you can't stay too long
    It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for pleasure
    I see my heart explode, it's been eroded by the weather here
    If you want me hold me back

    Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
    And so we go back to the remedy
    Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
    And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
    Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
    And so we go back to the remedy
    Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
    And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"

    Hold your eyes closed, take me in
    Hold your eyes closed, take me in

    Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
    And so we go back to the remedy
    Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
    And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
    Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
    And so we go back to the remedy
    Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
    And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"

    Seether - Breakdown

    The sun is gone and the flowers rot
    Words are spaces between us
    And I should've been drowned in the rivers I've found of token lust
    And I should've been down when you made me insecure

    So break me down if it makes you feel right
    And hate me now if it keeps you alright
    You can't break me down if it takes all your might
    'cause I'm so much more than meets the eye

    And I'm the one you can never trust
    'cause wounds are ways to reveal us
    And yeah I could have tried and devoted my life to both of us
    But what a waste of my time when the world we have is yours

    So break me down if it makes you feel right
    And hate me now if it keeps you alright
    You can't break me down if it takes all your might
    'cause I'm so much more than all your lies

    Hate me, break me down
    So break me down
    So break me down
    So break me down if it makes you feel right
    And hate me now if it keeps you alright
    You can't break me down if it takes all your might
    'cause I'm so much more than meets the eye

    Seether - The Gift

    Hold me now I need to feel relief
    Like I never wanted anything
    I suppose I'll let this go and find a reason I'll hold on to
    I'm so ashamed of defeat
    And I'm out of reason to believe in me
    I'm out of trying to get by

    I'm so afraid of the gift you give me
    I don't belong here and I'm not well
    I'm so ashamed of the lie I'm living
    Right on the wrong side of it all

    I can't face myself when I wake up
    And look inside a mirror
    I'm so ashamed of that thing
    I suppose I'll let it go
    Untill I have something more to say for me
    I'm so afraid of defeat
    And I'm out of reason to believe in me
    I'm out of trying to defy

    I'm so afraid of the gift you give me
    I don't belong here and I'm not well
    I'm so ashamed of the lie I'm living
    Right on the wrong side of it all

    Hold me now I need to feel complete
    Like I matter to the one I need

    I'm so afraid of the gift you give me
    I don't belong here and I'm not well
    I'm so ashamed of the lie I'm living
    Right on the wrong side of it all

    Now I'm ashamed of this
    I am so ashamed of this
    Now I'm so ashamed of this
    I am so ashamed of me...

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