Tony Fernandes, aku sangat sayang kamu!

Aku baca di Yahoo News tadi, bahawa Air Asia X telah melancarkan penerbangan ke London! Harga mula dari 99 pounds. Ah, idaman aku telah menjadi kenyataan nampaknya. Tak tahu bagaimana mahu gambarkan. Dengan pantas aku klik ke laman webnya dan pastinya, booking untuk musim sejuk dan panas tahun 2009 sudah dibuka!

Paling murah yang aku tengok setakat ini ialah RM579 sehala. Mungkin ada lagi. Sambil aku tulis sini, sambil berangan untuk pilih tarikh. Ohhhhh, kalau aku jadi kahwin tahun depan, dapatlah aku pergi melancong ke sana untuk bulan madu dengan kadar lebih murah. Sangat sangat sangat gembira!

Terima kasih banyak-banyak Tony!

Rawak #2

Sekali lagi. Aku memanglah seorang yang random gila. Setakat ini hampir kebanyakan benda yang aku buat dan fikir, segalanya random. Segalanya on impulse. Macamlah kelahiran blog ini. Spur of the moment. Tak tahu berapa lama boleh bertahan.

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Pagi tadi semasa aku dalam kereta menunggu lampu isyarat hijau mahu datang kerja, tiba-tiba fikiran dan hati aku terdetik, "Maggi Ayam!" Memang tiba-tiba. Dan aku pun decide mahu makan Maggi Ayam untuk santapan tengahari. Jadi tadi, aku berjalan ke kedai mini berdekatan dan beli 1 pek 5 peket Maggi. RM4.30 ok? Aku tak tahu harganya sudah jadi sebegitu mahal. Dan sekarang aku pun kenyang makan. Seperti biasa, penutup santapan ialah buah jambu batu potong.

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Semalam, semasa sedang tengok-tengok YouTube, terjumpa video tentang Human Tetris. Sangat tabik pada kekreatifan dan kerajinan dan kesungguhan pembuatnya. Aku belum pandai nak upload video segala. Nantilah.

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Aku tak tahu kenapa, tapi aku panggil lampu isyarat yang tengah, sebagai warna "Oren". Jadi bila pemandu kereta yang aku naiki tekan pedal minyak untuk terus laju sebab kononnya masih sempat (seperti majoriti pemandu di Malaysia), aku akan cakap, "Eh, janganlah speed, kan dah oren tu?" Pemandu dan orang-orang yang mendengar mesti akan ketawakan aku, sebab mengikut piawaian yang ditetapkan, warnanya patut disebut "Kuning". Padahal terang-terang warnanya jingga. Peliklah aku.

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Aku ada blog, walaupun baru. Aku tulis dalam blog, walaupun baru. Tapi aku rasa gelilah nak gelar diri sendiri blogger. Yang berada dalam blogosphere katanya. Yang bersosial dalam blogging community. Yekkk.

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Aku tak boleh nak bawa diri aku untuk tengok gambar-gambar kawan aku yang sedang menjelajah bumi Eropah sekarang. Sebulan, mungkin dua bulan. Hati aku akan jadi rasa semacam, yang aku macam bersalah nak rasa, sebab culture mengatakan kita yang patut gembira untuk dia. Tapi, bukankah kita patut rasa apa yang ia mahu rasa? Biarlah hati kita nak rasa macam mana pun. Buat apa nak tahan-tahan? Ah, mampuslah. Aku dengki ok? Aku dengki.

Ok itu saja. Cukup...setakat ni lah.

Di celahan hati usang.

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Adanya suatu ketika
Di celah halaman waktu
Di antara perenggan masa
Datangnya bayu dingin membaluti jiwa
Terlalai aku, nyenyaklah aku
Meresap ia di celah ruang hati
Halus
Sepi
Dan nyalaan terang api hati aku padam.

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Di saat ia beku dingin
Hadir jejaka, tadah sekeping hatinya
Dipotong, dihias indah penuh tulus
Minta kujamah isi merah segar
Terujanya diri
Datang sang obor tuk cucuh nyala api

(akan disambung kelak)

Rawak.

1. Aku. Aku yang rawak.
2. Sangat tidak boleh buat keputusan dan stick with it. Sudah pun aku tukar layout blog ini.
3. English/Bahasa Melayu (atau Malaysia?).
4. Aku benci perkataan 'baharu' dalam versi iklan terkini.
5. Aku suka hujan. Hujan sebenar. Bukan kumpulan muzik itu.
6. Sedang suka Yuna sebab suaranya hampir serupa dengan Rachael Yamagata / Feist. Semestinya, lagu dia sedap.
7. Mahu pergi Melaka untuk naik Menara Taming Sari walaupun aku takut tinggi. Haritu tak sempat sebab kekurangan masa.
8. iPod aku belum diupdate lagi dengan lagu baru dimuat turun.
9. Aku mahu beli buku nota Moleskine.
10. Sudah lama tak melawat Che Det.com.
11. Aku mahu gaji lebih.

Itu saja. Memang random habis.

Looking forward to...

...read this book.
And watch the movie.

This confirmed my own long-time suspicion that I actually crave and live for any stories, books or films made out of the Holocaust. I love the human stories behind the war, of how in between the pain and the suffering, beauty still managed to show through, no matter how sad or happy the stories made us feel. Humans are naturally kind, knowing when to give away pieces of their heart to others who need it the most. There are numerous tales about true Germans or Nazis who can't help but throw their pities and sympathies the other way, towards the reduced-to-lesser-than-human Jews. I applaud them. I want to believe that there are still love and kindness in human. I don't want to lose hope on it, ever.

The Boy in the Striped Pajamas is a typical story of how a Nazi boy befriended a Jewish boy, who is stuck in a concentration camp. Wouldn't want to explain more until I read the book and watch the film. (I'm sure the film can never capture the book fully, like all the other book-to-film before it. I'll watch it anyway.) But no matter how many times I've read these stories, I long to learn more about it. To read more, to know more.

Here are some stories I've read and watched about this particular war:

1. The Diary of A Young Girl - Anne Frank (book)
2. The Book Thief (book)
3. A Beautiful Life (film)
4. The Pianist (film)

There are more, but I can't remember all now.
I want to write more about other things, but maybe in next post.
I'm starting to ramble here.
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The world is boiling.

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Earthquakes, floods, storms, massive fires. The earth is on its deathbed
It frightens me, somehow. Is this the end of our fate?

It scares the shit out of me. To hear millions been forced to bid farewell
What have we done to bring on this wrath. Is the numbers still going to swell?

Oh, it's not some fictitious tale anymore. The truth is screaming, blaring, shouting
Cover your ears, close your eyes, shut them out. You can't deny, the reality is here, definitely happening.
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Cerita iPod lagi.

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Tadi semasa aku sedang lepak merokok di luar pejabat, aku nampak bos pejabat sebelah aku berjalan keluar dengan memegang tangan anak lelakinya. Budak berumur lebih kurang darjah 1 atau 2 (aku memang sangat bodoh bab meneka umur orang), memakai baju dan seluar pendek biru. Mahu berjalan ke kereta lagak mereka berdua.

Aku terperasan yang budak itu ada tersangkut earbuds putih iPod di kedua telinganya. Kalau Steve Jobs nampak mesti bangga, budak seumur itu sudah pandai menghargai muzik dan iPodnya. iPod apa budak itu guna, aku tak nampak, sebab terletak di dalam poket. Tapi aku mahu agak, sekurang-kurangnya nano atau shuffle. Sebab poket budak lelaki umur 7-8 tahun mestilah tak sebesar mana.

Yang buat aku tertanya, lagu apa yang dia sedang dengar? Sampai sekarang aku masih fikir. Mungkinkah Barney? Mungkinkah lagu latar Spongebob Squarepants? Atau lagu-lagu dari filem High School Musical? Aku tak tahu lah. Kalau aku jenis muka gila selamba dan tak malu dengan bapanya, mungkin aku sudah pergi tegur dia dan tanya.

Hish, geram. Lagu apa?
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The iPod revolution.

[Photo stolen from here]

That is the title of the documentary I watched last night on Discovery Channel. The show earned Steve Jobs and Apple my highest respect for their mind-blowing idea, their determination and dedication to bring us the joy of holding a beautifully and lovely made iPod in our hands; if not always.

Definitely, the iPod is the most fairest of all. Bar none. No other brands or competitors can come close enough to run side by side with the iPods. The world has always been putting Apple products high up there on the golden pedestal and worship it like there's no other. But with the arrival of the first iPod, it escalated the pedestal much, much higher. Steve definitely put all his love and heart in it. And I couldn't thank him enough.

I have my own iPod. A touch. When I watched the show, I couldn't help feeling a proud love growing big inside of me. I felt the urge to take it out of my bag and to hold it at that moment. It is that beautiful and made such an impact to your life and heart. You don't love other gadgets like you love an Apple. It does not only hold your precious music close, but it gives out the best sound, the best appearance, and makes your person complete, just by sitting quietly in your pocket or hanging by your hands. Even something as simple as the white earbuds made it whole. Simple, yet classic and stylish. It has slipped through our lives and culture slowly but surely, and there it's gonna stay. Although Apples do cost a bomb, it's worth every penny and every teardrop. Not kidding.

I'm downloading more songs to put in mine, and busy looking up for album covers to sync with the songs as well. I love you Steve Jobs! More lovely things coming?

p/s: Oh, I'm planning to buy a Macbook!

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Rabu.

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Aku sudah tulis sekerat tentang trip kami ke Melaka.

Tapi malas nak habiskan, sebab pagi ini aku malas bangun untuk pergi kerja, dan sekarang sedang lapar. Lapar ni, betul.

Dan segala komen di Facebook tentang trip itu, banyak gila kot!

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Trippy trip.

I'm going on a roadtrip today! Hurray!

One of my closest friends from school is getting engaged to the man of her dreams. And we are invited to her small 'do down in Melaka. I have always loved the small lanes and paved sidewalks in the centre town. It's Melaka's pumping, beating heart. Without the antique small shops, without the blood-coloured blocks, Melaka won't be alive, in my mind at least. Can't wait for a Sunday walk tomorrow around town, peeking into shops tucked in nicely between the nooks and corners in Jonker's Street. I want to eat and talk and walk and laugh. Much! A mini holiday, I like.

The weather is always nice there. Haha, I'm seeing everything through a rose-tinted glass here. Because I'm too excited! Going anywhere with my girls has always been a fun, and happy experience. We know each other so well, not afraid to laugh at our own weaknesses and faults, and we tease each other tirelessly. All are good. These are friends we've known since we were dumped to live with each other as 13 years olds. 14 years ago. I'll do anything for these girls. Like what we used to say and write to each other when the end of school days loomed - Friends 4eva. Sangatlah budak sekolah.

Ah, I better get back to work now and finish before the half-day of work ends. Bye-bye!

Aku perlu tulis ini.

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Rasa kecewa datang lagi.
Aku tak mengerti kenapa datangnya ia bagai pasang surutnya ombak.
Bila ia datang, hempas kuat sekali.
Bila ia pergi, nah, tinggalkan sisa buih yang nampak amat sedih.
Ditinggalkan ibunya air.

Aku sangat mahu pergi.
Hatiku ronta-ronta pinta mahu langkah.
Tapi kaki aku masih terpacak kukuh di tanah.
Apa lagi yang ia nantikan?
Tiadanya tali yang menarik dari belakang.
Tiada pula gari melingkar di tangan.
Apa lagi bola besi berat yang mengheret.

Diriku bebas untuk pergi.
Tapi dengan adanya onak di depan.
Dengan ganasnya ombak di lautan.
Dengan tingginya burung di awan.
Buat aku rasa kecut.
Tidak yakin.
Tidak cukup kukuh hatiku untuk langkah, renang dan terbang.
Walau ia sangat mahu bebas.

Perlu kubalut lagi sekuatnya.
Agar mampu lalui semua.
Supaya tak mudah rapuh, dan berkecai.
Kerna tak semua yang simpati.
Sekali terlerai, terbuka semua luka.
Harus pula dibalut semula.
Cukupkah kain untuk dicarik dan dililit.
Sebanyak kali itu?

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