Flintstones Time

Masa dulu-dulu, di galaksi yang jauh, 


"Long long time ago in the galaxy far far away, in the planet called earth, the villain ravana kidnapped the beautiful princess sita"... that was the latest unplugged movie or shadow puppet show that I watched recently. This is so complicated to tell story about it and my shoulders could go higher than my ears, I simply shrugged!

The wayang kulit or the shadow puppet show was popular during jurasic period when the electricity was not yet invented. And The Star newspaper had brought me to the theatre hall of the state university here to bring back the ancient entertainment to youngsters. Since it's been ages I was not in the cinema movie, whether didn't make time for it or it is just a married life derailed of the movie tracks. But going to the theatre at least took a break from the Alexander Graham Bell times .
The cloth screen represented the universe and the light from a bronze oil lamp, in front of the master puppeter cum storyteller threw magical flickering shadows onto it and took us away to a new anbient from the period of Thomas Alva Edison.

How hard to bring back the unplugged movie or the Flinststones time here which is hilarious, the Bill Gate time I still favoured the most. It has to be synchronized it in time, sit back, magical flickering just a click away. Modern world suits me well.
Don't get me wrong, I had scar that I can talk about. The internet was around but I didn't have the computer to get connected and had grabbed a magazine or a book, telephone line was cut, and been to the coffee shop to have face to face chat. If the scar bleeds again, or if its happened to be where I don't want to be, I viewed the situation like a child, like wanting things so much as I don't have to see the whole stairs, just take one step at a time. Desire leads you to the best of you, play whatever you want to play like a child leads you to a blogger, like two Wright brothers played flying or jump down to fly and became an airplane inventors. That's not bad :)

Wilbur Wright and his brother Orville had designed, built, and flown the world's first airplane. I'm proud of you and your mother too :)
Wright from the start, and we are right here to write...

because of you the world just an airport apart...:) Wright? Write :)

Message in the Bottle II

People had gone to the moon and Yet, we are still figuring out what to do" - quoted by mY sister

This one is simply a message in the bottle,
should I throw it in the ocean,
and you may find it sooner or later or never...
This is what I wrote...

• You looked pale in the haze,
  because you are on the powdery sand in the breezy wind,
  You look forward to the blue sea, but home is cozy and greeny,
  the busy bee is what you are to settle the balanced life on the land,
  
• You've been up to the sky for world throtting,
  you've settled your interest in the water world,
  Way in the beginning as I see,
  you've changed from baby to girly girl,
  
• You loved the four legged boy, that's the Teddy,
  you loved the ocean, your neighbours are turtles or dolphins,
• People loved the ocean but they don't have the gadget like you do,
  The first hand story from you will do enuf for them to sample the experience.
  
• You may share it in written with the photos that you've taken,
  You were behind the picture that taken above,
  In the an open sea, beautiful straits, you find ocean is best to venture,
  some like the ocean afraid of the sun, some love the ocean and the sky above,
  

You are as the rest, haven't gone to the moon,

but you are living almost as high as the moon,

You've been so quiet, no update in your blog that down my interest in here,

How do I knock your door, hope this crooked poem may buzz ya, my sister :)

Late Michael Jackson

I tried to skip Michael Jackson but failed to do so. I let him came into my life long time ago and stayed with me til late to let it past. His concert, I have gone. His poster, I've pasted. His death I've received text message from my mother followed by husband, then friends. His album, I've listened. His progress, I've followed. His songs, I've learned my English. His cassettes of different covers same songs from my nanny had kept my mouth shut that she had gone out while mother at work.

MJ was a boy born normal and turned up an unique extraordinary grown boy. He made his way from anonymous to world wide famous. He couldn't Beat it to his desire to have a new look every season. He was a Man in the mirror saw a Black or White up-close and personal . He couldn't be as Bad as he commited in a Smooth Criminal that made tons of money ending up a lot of debts I wasn't sure. He Heal the world and sang We are the world made it his name here. He was the oooh...the ahhh..the awwhhh kid. He is a Michael Jackson who still rocks the world. The show of him will never over.

The curious case that has yet to diagnose. Now I came to realise about him positively, I've written.

MOM=SOS

Mother, no one bothers, just look at the camera, I want to have a picture of us together :)

That's the picture of us three and mom as usual is being mysterious and yet kind of slippery, can never be caught in most photos taken. She is getting wiser this weekend and she likes to keep it for herself but I'm broadcasting about it. Just a bit, not all of it, mom deary. Mother is in the picture behind the two palms at the palm trees in Langkawi. You are playing hide and seek eh :)

I'm writing this because you always linger in my mind and I always smiled when I think of what you told me " Dad was nagging about something and you just said to him that you can't hear him a thing but you could see that he's not happy with something because his mustache was moving up and down, out and in.

I wish you the best wishes, happiness on your coming birthday and may I remind you that life is a gift, let's giving it with full thanks, gratefulness this time with a big cake with many candles. We do it with friends around, grandkids, as well as relatives and you are the centre of attention. Deal? I doubt it ;)

PS: Dad, you have the best woman on earth.

Mom, You little camera shy but you're my greatest SOS. I love you.

brother, You've got mail

Dearest brother you,
here the picture of us two,
I saw you online at yahoo
immediately I typed hi to you

i know that you're a busy engineer
when I worked with you, thot twice to go near
I typed more than hi anyway
and want you to acknowledge today

that my birthday is on the way,
and asked you to send flowers
in mind want to show it off husband that day :)
and you said oh! okay,

and you paused a longer silence
awaiting for the reply from you
grinning and waiting,
you know how i pout abrutly,

when you messaged me,
ok," I will tell mama what to do".
ohhh big boy brother i asked u , not mama,
brother, youre so cute, just missed you

Little Wonders

She was fresh from heaven, protected in her mother's arms.

She put something on like her mother used to put on her... like a babY and being protected in her mother's praYers :)

May i post a song as well as it is better said than i...

Let it go, Let it roll right off your shoulder

Don't you know, The hardest part is over

Let it in, Let your clarity define you

In the end, We will only just remember how it feels

Our lives are made, In these small hours

These little wonders,

These twists & turns of fate

Time falls away,

But these small hours,

These small hours still remain

Let it slide, Let your troubles fall behind you

Let it shine

Until you feel it all around you

We'll get by, It's the heart that really matters in the end

Time falls away, But these small hours,

The way i feel right now

Our lives are made, In these small hours,

These little wonders, still remain.

I post it as my birthday month is this month, JulY, that's why...