Archive for April 2011
Saturday, April 30, 2011 § 2
Yes, I shall jump on the royal wedding bandwagon, and I will enjoy myself, most definitely.
The Royal Wedding was yesterday (as of press time) and oh, joy, was it such a marvelous occasion, and every single soul in most corners of the world paid attention, yada, yada, yada. (Though if one fails to notice the maid-of-honor, I would suggest suicide to be the most reasonable of all punishments. Wink.)
Yet one thing grasped my attention. How the world never forgot about the late Princess Diana. How the media kept mentioning Kate Middleton following her footsteps into royalty, and how certain channels kept playing footages of when she was alive. How the world was moved by her presence, and unfortunately, her demise.
To which this moved me to watch: The Queen.
Stars Dame Hellen Mirren, Michael Sheen and a list of others (I'm pretty sure most of you out there are familiar with the concept of the Internet Movie Database (IMDB), and if you are not, as before mentioned, suicide should be most appropriate of you.)
An inside look to the Royal Family as they face the crisis that has never before befallen upon them, and how they are to deal with it, keeping the lid on the pressure of the British people whilst maintaining the honor of the British Royalty themselves. Their side of the story as to what happened. Brilliant piece, one must say. Both Sheen and Mirren played their part most effectively and managed to move the audience's heart. A story that was never told.
(Post-watching: Can't help but think that the late Princess Diana DID, in a way or another, tarnish the Royal Family's image. But we are only human, and one must make the best of what is given to us.)
Sunday, April 17, 2011 § 0
"Keris Tajung selimbat lepas,
Jatuh di kaki, kaki tak luka;
Peluk cium bertukar nafas,
Jatuh di hati, hati tak lupa.
Tanah sawah di tengah padang,
Tempat orang menanam padi,
Walaupun tak nampak dek badan,
Tanda budi yang baik dibawa mati."
And the legend goes: As the Sultan of the ancient Malay Sultanate is about to leave the palace (to hunt deers), His Highness presents his Queen with his kris as a symbol of his presence whilst saying the first verse of the pantun written above, to which his faithful Queen awaits his return by replying with the second verse (naturally).
How romantic :)
Saturday, April 9, 2011 § 0
What is it about memories?
We tend to remember things we desperately want forgotten, and forget those things which are to be remembered. Vice versa.
Why so complicated?
Wounds. They don't heal, they scar. You might not bleed again after sometime, but there will always be something to remind you of it.
Life needs a reset button. One would wish it would be as easy as clicking on "delete". Funny how complex machineries are able to possess such functions.
Sunday, April 3, 2011 § 2
Nun di jalan si gadis perawan,
ikutkan hati siapa tak mahu;
Memang di muka terukir senyuman,
ratapan hati siapakan tahu.
Sedap didengar nyanyian biduan,
menawan hati gadis pemalu;
Kata hasutan usah dilayan,
Ikhlas di hati, itu yang perlu.
Ukiran jiwa menjadi mainan,
buat pendita yang kesa-orangan;
Kata semangat engkau laungkan,
Di medan perang engkau di tepian.
Buah betik dibuat jeruk,
Buat bekalan untuk ke bendang;
Sedangkan guruh engkau menyorok,
Belumkan lagi bertemu pedang.
Nun di muara terlihat sampan,
Usah dihalang kapal nak lalu;
Bila beramai engkaulah jagoan,
Bila seorang tertunduk malu.
Buah delima menjadi idaman,
Buat sang puteri negeri kayangan;
Persalinan emas engkau belikan,
Harga diri engkau gadaikan.
( This came up pretty much from the top of my head. Since I was feeling a little bit uninspired lately; mostly due to the fact that many Hollywood products failed to touch my soul; I decided to come up with my own words of wisdom. Though I must say, it is not impressive, I guess I still have much knowledge to acquire when it comes to Malay literature.)
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