Yasmin Ahmad

it came as a shock to me when i heard Yasmin Ahmad collapsed during a presentation at TV3

from then onwards, i knew but i hoped that she will not succumb to her illness.

then it came out on TV3's news at 1.30 that she passed away at 11.25 pm on the 25 of july. a month after the demise of my beloved MJ.

again another priceless treasure that God bestowed upon us

is taken back and will never ever return.

me n my family thought that it was better if she passed on

because after strok attacks it's victim, their lifes will never be the same again...

never..

i will miss all her brilliant and touching advertisements

i never missed any of her movies but Ionly missed Muallaf

due to the fact that it is not available in Malaysia

My favourite ad would be the funeral on where Jo Kukathas

as a widow talked on how her husband was imperfect in every perfect ways...

to Yasmin Ahmad

I have always n will always love all your work of art

your smile

laughter

and tender loving care...

You gave me Malay Movies that i can bear watching

and you passed on the message of what true love really means...

Salute..

Have a wonderful time

up there where no one can ever ever hurt you again.....

Love,

Aini Fatimah

Death...again...

I am really sure that by now every single individual in this whole planet knows that Michael Jackson passed away due to Cardiac arrest.. and what people know that everyone who made claims that he molested them thestified that he was innocent all along... what irks me is that they unveiled this only after his death.. i hope they burn in helll!!! sorry i cant help it. i love Michael to pieces, not only after his demise but since the day i was able to know and understand the meaning of music...we would sit infront of the telly everyday and actually watch his vids and listen to his songs all day.

now all his songs make me feel like a-splinter-that-stings-my heart because u and i know he will not be there anymore..but at least, they will actually leave him alone already...

Now the second chapter of death that came to me on the same day that they pronounced MJ dead is when we went to the pasar malam near my house. me n my mother would usually buy Yong tau foo at this stall. the best so far that we like. then my mother spoke to the aunty and they conversed which sounded like this " lama tak berniaga, cuti ke? hari tu pergi melawati tak ada n kat sini pun tak ada. "siapa budk perempuan tu? menantu ke? and then the aunty answered "tak la tu anak saudara" and she said without a single sadness in her eyes "anak nombor dua tu dah meninggal, sebab tu tak ada. 25 jun hari ni dah sebulan dia meninggal. dia meninggal accident kat station minyak, terkena jantung dia"

then i saw the shock on my mother's face and i asked her what happened. i thought the aunty's husband passed away. but my mum said to me after we went away that her second son passed away.

by the way, that boy is really cute :P..

that news stayed in my head for a few days. it is weird how people that we only see and are not close to can take a toll on my life. i keep on remembering him and the way he helped his mother how he smiled how his hair was totally blonde at one point, and how he looked like where he stood before. his actions, gestures and many more.

each time we return to his mother's stall, i would look at her and somehow or rather the sadness in her eyes can be sensed.

the pain of losing someone is unbearable.

but she is a very strong lady. she kept her spirits up and she said life has to go on to.

my mother said that losing a son or daughter will be the priceless treasure a parent can lose.

if it were my mother she said she would not know what to do

Me, myself and I would not know what to do .....

this is life...will i be able to live through it???

i was sitting in my room then
suddenly my sister looked at me and said this " you know something, my friend ika her cousin just gave birth and she just finished her confinement period, the sad thing is she just got the news that her husband passed away in an accident today, on his way to meet her and their daughter on the urge to take them home. he died on the way to kelantan and he died on the spot i guess. this is their first daughter and i am not sure how her cousin is doing right now.....

i was showering and i started to think and contemplate..
will i be able to handle this situation??
it is their first child, they just got married and he died on the way to take them home
to start a family
a perfect family...

Life......

krak kriuk krak

splurging of ideas from my very own stomach

God knows how hungry i am now

the very the hungry

i need something to eat

or drink

help help help

the amount of music my stomach is making

haish

:P

Do read n listen to the song if u have it yea :P

I can almost see it

That dream I am dreaming

But there's a voice inside my head saying"You'll never reach it

"Every step I'm taking

Every move I make feels

Lost with no direction

My faith is shaking

But I gotta keep trying

Gotta keep my head held high

There's always gonna be another mountain

I'm always gonna wanna make it move

Always gonna be a uphill battle

Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose

Ain't about how fast I get there

Ain't about what's waiting on the other side

It's the climb

The struggles I'm facing

The chances I'm taking

Sometimes might knock me down

But no, I'm not breaking

I may not know it

But these are the moments that

I'm gonna remember most, yeah

Just gotta keep goingAnd I,

I got to be strong

Just keep pushing on'

Cause there's always gonna be another mountain

I'm always gonna wanna make it move

Always gonna be a uphill battle

Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose

Ain't about how fast I get there

Ain't about what's waiting on the other side

It's the climb, yeah!

There's always gonna be another mountain

I'm always gonna wanna make it move

Always gonna be an uphill battle

Somebody's gonna have to lose

Ain't about how fast I get there

Ain't about what's waiting on the other side

It's the climb, yeah!

Keep on moving, keep climbing

Keep the faith, baby

It's all about, it's all about the climb

Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa

when u live ur life the way it is supposed to be

u can never and will never know what is in store for you.

whatever it is,

always look at scenery around u while u walk

because we seldom do that in our daily life

including me :)

this song goes out to everyone i know and care for...

cheers

xoxo,

urungku...

Tabula Rasa...n guys

ha ha ha

once again i am at a blank state of mind or "Tabula rasa"

that is for some other reason actually :). i am assigned to an assignment to write on multiculturalism in america, and am suppose to write based on a short story. the problem is i do not know how or when to start. darn i wish i am not facing this as what they call the writer's block. the thing is i am suppose to relate all the information i have with facts and articles by different people and am suppose to write on Poe n Twain. help help help

i do not know how to do this. if only i have this fairy godmother who would whiff her wand around and complete all that is suppose to be done.

i so wish i can spend my days at the beach right now. i am tired n am in need of a vacation to lets say Ne Caledonia :) i sure want to unwind there and run barefooted on the beaches there. and travel around the island. would be really fun. just like in Boys over Flower.

how i wish i had one of Gu Jun Pyo for my self...

i'll put a few pictures of him and his F4 friends in the drama yea

i bet if u like korean movie or dramas

u will love this guy :)

signing out

Urungku :P

haish i so want a guy who can and will love me the way he does...

Sonnet 17

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz

or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,

in secret, between shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms

but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;

thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,

risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,

I love you simply, without problems or pride:

I love you in this way

because I don't know any other way of loving

but this, in which there is no I nor you,

so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,

so intimate that when I fall asleep

it is your eyes that close.