A Temple of Love: Plaosan

I still remembered vividly that I was fucked up those two days; I was brokenhearted which actually was not very terrible but it was a bit making me screwed up. Like what Incubus said, Love Hurts; Indeed it is somehow. However, I knew that the best way to grieve was not to grieve. Being in pain is inevitable but being sad is a matter of choice. Then, I picked a phone, called my female friend, invited her to visit a not so big temple called Plaosan which is located closed to Prambanan Temple.
It was somehow very contradictory because I visited a temple which is a kind of love-symbol temple when I was thinking "what is the fucking love?" ; it was built by Rakai Pikatan who was Hindu to his wife who is Budha, bloody romantic isn't it?
The idea of inviting my female friends to the temple was that I just wanted to talk. I figured out that I could share any single shit there, for the temple, as I know, is not crowded. I imagined sitting on the shady temple terrace and I began talking. The fact was, however, we just sat and enjoyed the temple. I didn’t want to ruin the moment. (Fuck brokenhearted. Go away!) It was genuinely a perfect moment and the twin temple is simply magnificent.  So finally, while we were walking around the temple, we just talked randomly about shit and anything that a bit matter. It was not tiring because the temple was not so large. Well, I was not tired but my friend was. So we chose a nice place to sit; it was in the terrace of one of the main temples, we ate snack, we drank, and we talked. It was very perfect though I had to say that it was not a date. It was simply sightseeing.
 I imagined how wonderful it used to be like. Well, compare to Prambanan Temple, this temple of course is smaller. It consists of two identical main temples in the center. They are surrounded by a lot of small temples. Then, at the very front part of the temple, there are some sorts of bell -shaped stupas which are likely found in Borobudur. However, most of the bell-shaped stupas were ruined. There are just two left if I’m not mistaken.
Honestly, I don’t really know much about temple, even I don’t know at all. I do believe, however, that it’s not simply a stone construction. There is a lot of information which is called as a history. It’s pretty interesting that after reading some sources Plaosan temple is totally different from Prambanan. Firstly, It’s a Budhist Temple while Prambanan is Hindu temple; it’s the very basic difference. Secondly, It’s said that the building technique is also different. Well for this matter, there must be a further reading and I haven’t found what kind of difference.
Well, learning the history, in my opinion, is very interesting for knowing the glory of the past. If there is a chance to go back to the past, I would like to register for sure. Yet, it’s simply impossible. The only way to go back is by exploring the old manuscript and trying to interpret it. The other interestingness and the thing that basically I like is the pleasure of the view from the temple. From the terrace of the main temples, we can look at the rice field on the west and the east side. It would be very beautiful if the rice field is about to be harvested. In the north side, there is Mt. Merapi which sometimes can be seen very clearly. For sunset lover, it’s very possible to watch the sunset and see the sky colour gradation combined with the silhouette of the temple and coconut trees.Certainly, You can sit a whole day there.
“You said that you would like to talk?” my friend asked
“err, no. forget it.”
It was a very sunny day; the sky was blue and the temperature was a bit hot. I enjoyed the breeze though. I got a snack and a bottle of mineral water. We sat on one of the main temple terraces which actually cannot be found in Prambanan Temple. It’s quite a high place so the views were clearly seen. I saw some teenagers taking selfies cheerfully, while some other adult walked exploring the temple. I was not sure what they did; it seemed they were admiring the architecture and the relics there.
Time went by inevitably and I remembered also that time is the best healer. I knew it’s not easy to move on but it’s absolutely not hard. Ex lover could go but I realize I at least have got a friend.
Then, the sun showed that we had been an hour there. I played a James Bay song, he sang "Let it go".

So come on let it go
Just let it be
Why don't you be you
And I'll be me

Everything that's broke

Leave it to the breeze

Why don't you be you

And I'll be me