Thursday, August 27, 2015

Fly high

Couldn't believe this is happening.Here I am ,soaring at the level of seagulls,am I dreaming? I cling on to the instructor's pack as the wings dipped and then sailed on a pocket of  draft of wind that lifts us higher .Whoosh! the wind whips my cheeks.Blame it on that spur of the moment craziness.Well ,who says only the young are YOLO. Me and my thinning scalp strapped with wings like Icarus reaching for the sun.Yes,Man,that crazy advertisement that says "Grow younger,live the retirement of your dreams"
       The down to earth man that I was rose to that challenge.This  paragliding blew a hole in my budget but you only live once.
      .Wham,the forces unseen gripped the paraglider and with a loud "Bong" ,splat ,help we're heading for some damn durian trees.may day,mayday,I hear my instructor's frantic call .
       Hell,I ain't gonna land up like those two bozos who crashed headlong into a tree. No way, I won't end up as lelaki penyet.
       I feel the warmth of the sun searing my back,the wind rustles through my scalp.Wait!Who's that jerk there urinating on my feet.With a great strength of effort,I muster the last ounce of energy and shake my scalp.The jerk didn't stand a chance. Durian runtuh! Padan muka.Ha .ha I have the last laugh.LOL

a more creative phase

Would this be a time to move on to a more creative phase? I've read of IT experts who turn to short indie producers or lawyers who turn into novelists.


The Chinese ghost festival has a lot of interesting rituals which can give rise to creepy stories but how to turn them into a sci fi thriller that would be the third dimension that Einstein hints at and the parallel universe that is timeless.Like the Philadelphia experiment.After watching Bollywood's movie PK ,I think some thought provoking issues can be raised in a creative way.
For example :     For the people is the clarion call of politics and religions but the basic motivation is still power and money.I would think that the 3 idiots,Peepli Live and PK would probably be produced by the same producers as the style and themes are consistent.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

review of Julian Barne's "The Sense of an Ending"

My A level student lent me this short novel to read.I wondered why she was raving about the novel so much that I borrowed it and I was literally hooked.It kept me engrossed in this crisp,precise tale of a coming of age narration of 3 buddies plus a newcomer who seemed so much smarter than the rest.
Oh ,How I love the turn of the phrase,the words which are simple,but evokes sheer emotions that makes me reflect on life and its twists and turn.

"We live in time-It holds us and moulds us-but I've never felt I understood it very well.......And yet it takes only ther smallest pleasure or pain to teach us time's malleability.Some emotions speed it up,others slow it down,occasionally,it seems to go missing-until the eventual point when it really dors go missing,never to return."
'Someone once said that his favourite times in history were when things were collapsing,because that meant something new was being born.To die when something new is being born-even if that something new is our very own self?Because just as all political and historical change sooner or later disappoints,so does adulthood.So does life.Sometimes I think the purpose of life is to reconcile us to its eventual loss by wearing us down,by proving,however long it takes,that life isn't all it's cracked up to be.
The ending was so unexpected that it rips your false veil of normality aside and tears it to shreds,the scars of the past oozes with rotting pus and it makes me cringe to consider that a small seemingly inconsequential moment taken in the heat of passion can have such devastating effect half a century later.i feel the ravages of time on my own body as the aches and pain of bodily disintegration is slowly,stealthily creeping in .So before one becomes a burden to the family or society,like Robin Williams ,I would rather make the pain a shorter one than prolonging the pain to family and society .
The seed planted has now become a strong tree,ready to bloom,flower and bear fruit.My duty is done.Soon it may be time to move on.

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Malaysians "All for Food" and "Food for All"

Let's eat as One.


When  you go to "Fatty Crab" (though I've never eaten there except when it was located in New Town State) when I was in school ,the diners queuing up snake down the road are all races ,the Village Park Nasi Lemak is crowded until the five foot way with diners of all races gorging on the all time favourite and Sri Panndi and Kanna Curry house packs a crowd of all races feasting on banana leaf rice.

What has happened to our common ground?