Kamis, 08 November 2012

From Angry Bird To Happiness

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Finding the Meaning with Selling


Hey, I don’t have any skill to sell, that’s right I have no talent for it. But for my friend, I finally try to sell something. Yup, my friend, Ifan Rikhza Auladi, wanted to go to London. Okay, London isn’t next to Kaligawe, and it isn’t just taking a bus and pays 3000 rupiahs for it. If it is only you are the son of president you will only take few seconds to touch down London. But Ifan, he is just my friend, not the son of president, so it will take forever to get there. In short, London is far and expensive.
Why it takes forever? It is not about how long you will stay in the plane, but the more, it is all about how you get there. London is about 15 hours from Indonesia, you even can get to know all the passengers, and you have 15 hours! And we all know for sure, 15 hours isn’t paying 3000 rupiahs, you have to give your all to pay 15 hours. Except you are the son of president, you shouldn’t.
By the way, why is ifan going to London for? I don’t think he will go to Buckingham Palace and ask Prince Harry’s signature, for what? Okay, he is the one of participant of (I think I forget, wait a minute, I don’t forget it, but I don’t know :P) wait, I ask someone who knows about it…. Okay, I found it; the event is “Indonesian Scholars International Convention, held in London 9-11 November.  So he becomes the only one representative from private university in Indonesia. Proud of him.
Because he had to pay the plane ticket by himself so he tried hard to collect money as many as possible to buy plane ticket. In the middle of finding fund for his flight, he decided to sell dolls, Angry Birds doll. I didn’t know why it should Angry Bird, but in the end, it was a good decision. And here we are Angry Bird doll trader.
Selling is something isn’t easy for me. As I said before, I have no talent for it. But by helping him, it also helping me to learn to sell. And as I imagined, it was not easy at all. You had to offer people to buy the dolls, convince that the dolls are worth to buy. When someone finally buy it, something cheering was roaring in my heart (I am not exaggerating, but it’s true), but when after offering and telling them that this was a good dolls and they don’t buy the dolls, it felt like I wanted to eat those people. Hello, you didn’t know what it felt like selling something and nobody buy it?? Fine go with your life! Oh sorry, I just remember something isn’t very good in selling the dolls that day.
Selling dolls are always fun. There are many experiences. I remember that day; it was Saturday night, September 22th, 2012, that was one of unforgettable experience during selling the dolls. We gathered in front of Undip Peleburan and we spread in Pahlawan Street and SimpangLima roundabout. Zidnil and I were walking around Pahlawan Street but we sold nothing, maybe not we, but me. I didn’t sell anything.  I couldn’t kill my ego and my pride. I was still shy to do that. We just walked until reach Simpang Lima roundabout and we sat and I danced. While we were waiting the others, just as usual I were going crazy, dance in the centre of Simpang Lima roundabout.
After that, we went back to our meeting point and we had dinner, oh no, we had our supper, because it was already 11! We ate and talked each other and sang and we kid to each other. I was really missing that. It was raining heavily outside and we waited until it stopped. We went home at 1. Wow.
Next day we sold the dolls in campus. I woke up really late in the afternoon. The night before, I couldn’t sleep and I slept almost 5! Zidnil and I went to campus at noon, in that time, there was an event which Dahlan Iskan and Marcel became the guest star. We walked around the venue and we sold it in very big group. There were so many of us, tried hard together to sell as many as possible. Finally, we sold many dolls, and I thought that was the best trading so far. Whooaaa fantastic!
Another story about selling these dolls was when we sold it in Fun Bike event held by Medical Faculty. It was also fun, really! Although we didn’t sell many, but for me it was very great opportunity to be there. Okay, focus to the story. We had already promoted to the visitor but I thought fortune didn’t in our side. But at last, we had tried. selling the dolls didn't always about it was sold or not, but it was all about our effort, our spirit and our power to sell the dolls. when I saw my friends were trying hard to sell the dolls, I felt like it gave me more power to do the same. Their smile when the dolls were sold, I couldn't never forgert them. Even it wasn't for me, but I was part of it and It was my precious treasure, the beautiful memory.
 The last time (for me) we sold the dolls was in Medical Expo in Balai Kota Semarang. It was in 5-6 October if I am not mistaken. That was also fun. Besides selling the dolls, we also enjoy the medical expo which held by Medical Faculty. We visited medical laboratory, watching fashion show, and many things did there. We sold many in there.
Helping Ifan selling the dolls means a lot to me. It is not only about selling the dolls, but the more; it is all about the meaning inside it. Helping Ifan teach me that we should work really really really hard to get something that we want. Ifan told me a lot that he giving up hope, but in the end he wake up and keep on running. I don’t say going, but I say running, because he fast. While selling, I got many experiences that I didn’t have before. I was meeting new people, going to new places, and doing new things. Seeing Ifan worked really hard, it hits me! That everything needs work hard. Hey, the event is only three days! But he had tried really hard for it. And he really goes for it. It is crystal clear that there is a will there is a way. It works. Go For It Ifan!!!  
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