A cup of black coffee, 2 pieces of sticky lupis, with a sprinkling of grated coconut and liquid brown sugar. This morning was in front of me. I actually do not drink coffee anymore. But this morning after a meeting at one of my customers, I suddenly wanted nostalgia in the cafeteria near the parking lot. Five years ago I was often in this cafeteria. At that time my company was OMAC (One Man Army Corp). I am the director, salesman, implementor, and billing department. Five years ago, I went back and forth between presentations, implementation and bill payment, with all its numbing documentation. And this canteen is my hangout.
His coffee is still black. I just dared to take a sip. And it still feels solid. Her lupis do not ask. Legit and tasty. Five years ago, this lupis was my regular breakfast when I was at my customer. But the atmosphere in the cafeteria has changed greatly. It used to be small, narrow, stuffy and stifling. Now it's expanded, relieved, and its big glass windows. The paint was nice and interesting. Complete degan music that slowly from the simple sound system. More like a cafe. Ah, apparently the cafeteria owner understands well with the adage: "Change is the only constant". The only thing that remains is the change itself. The environment around my customer's building has changed. More and more employees are dropping into the canteen earlier. And the canteen welcomed the change with change.
Even my old company OMAC has changed. Now I can sit back and eat lupis, while my staff is still in the follow-up of the meeting result this morning. In the past, I had to do everything myself. I breathe a little more of my coffee. It's been more than 2 months I do not drink coffee. Caffeine immediately absorbed and propagated to my brain. It feels fresh and delicious. Alhamdulillah. I give thanks to the one who gave me life. I feel calm and grateful.
My gaze fixed on the potted plants in front of the cafeteria window. The bougenvile-like plant five years ago was small. But now it's big. The pot is too small to break, unable to withstand the roots of the plant. The ground is scattered everywhere. The tree changed. The pots can not change. Plant pots are broken, because they can not respond to changes with changes.
At the top of the plant I saw a beautiful butterfly flying past. Suddenly the canteen was quiet and cold. Music slowly sounded, a new song that I was not familiar heard. From the soundtrack of the movie maybe. Ah, the singer Melly Goeslaw. A lyric is caught in the ear "Butterfly fly away so high, As high as hopes I pray ..." Oh, I know the title is Butterfly. Butterfly. Just as I observed a butterfly. Is there a sign? Is this a gesture that I have to grasp its meaning? God really likes to play puzzles. I shivered. And hastily sipping the coffee again.
Butterflies are extraordinary beings. Imagine, from a disgusting caterpillar, capable of transforming into such a beautiful being. From animals that can only move slowly. Being a lively creature flying here and there. Butterflies are a symbol of positive change. Change for the better. Change. Am I ready for a change? My eyes turned to the changing interior of the canteen. I looked at the broken pot because it did not change. Change. I have to be ready with the change.
I'm not always ready for change. My first child started teenagers. Her attitude and behavior is not like when she was a child. Now he has the courage to have his own opinion, dare to express his own wishes, dare to make his own choice. Not infrequently we disagree. Sometimes I ask, where is the spoiled baby I used to carry? But that's life. My son changed. I also have to change. If it can not break like a plant pot in front of the canteen earlier.
My customer also changed. Their organization also grew. His demands are different from the time I was still OMAC first. They now demand a very complete and professional service. I have to rely on a team to serve them. Can not be one man show anymore. My company must be changed, or abandoned by our customers.
Sometimes change happens too suddenly, or it does not please us. Unexpected change is most common in the business world. In the software business is also common. Principal who suddenly merges and does not cooperate with us anymore. A sudden price revision, while we are still offering to customers for a long time. Etc. How to react?
If I try to find the good side. Dark clouds always have silver lining. I once "divorced" with a principal. At first I did not accept, because I feel in-zalimi. But apparently the divorce was the way for me to meet a better principal. Sometimes change is the answer to our prayers at night. Although the way we do not always understand.
Two pieces of lupis I've spent. I do not dare to add anymore. The beautiful butterfly out there flew closer to the window as if to say hello. I smiled. Thank you inspiration, I whispered. The butterfly flew away, and disappeared from sight.