the beauty of gray

caught in between. black and white. love-hate relationship.

battling our inner demons is an ongoing burden. we fell victim to the temptations despite the fact that it was perhaps, morally, wrong. as we love to do something, surely, we hate to suffer the post-traumatic effect. can we not feel the guilt wrapping us like a cocoon and hugging us like a hungry bear after every wrongdoings?

we're just human. now does that come from the saint, or is it the sinner side of your mind?

white lie from a black heart.

ritual de lo habitual

posters i stumbled upon on a porn site. classics!

losing control in a controlled environment

a man in prison would do anything to keep his mind occupied. while doing his time, he might be drawing on the wall, counting the sheeps in his head, solving jigsaw puzzle and just about anything to avoid becoming institutionalized. now that's the word. institutionalized. today's lesson will revolve around the concept of institutionalization.

i came across that term in that movie, shawshank redemption. mr redd, played by morgan freeman, said about what became of their old friend who spent two-third of his life in the pen. now, has it got anything to do with me, or generally, us?

yes. indeed. i get bored easily. i hate routines. i hate the fact that i have to go through the same route to work. perhaps, most of us couldn't be bothered with these facts. i don't know. i hate to do the same thing again and again. i have developed an overwhelming hatred against my job. i no longer enjoy doing it. have i become institutionalized? i'm about to, man!
therefore, to avoid becoming another victim of institutionalization, i took a drumming lesson. sent my guitar for repair work which left a hole in my pocket. bought a laney amp. good news is, i have acquired the balance of yin and yang. inside and outside. phew!

conclusion.
the concept is true. work-wise, people will become complacent with what they're doing. with what they've been doing. as a result, quality is no longer an issue. "i'll do it for the sake of getting it done" kind of mentality. as long as they're occupied, then it's fine.

what say you?

en la primera versión

mukhsin

latest in the pipeline by critically-acclaimed local filmmaker, yasmin ahmad. bringing new dimension to our shore, she left malaysians and many jaw-dropped via sepet and gubra. i've seen both and i've given my credits where it was due.

mukhsin is about love at first sight. short-lived romance that mostly everyone went through, the way i comprehend it. yasmin succeeded in capturing the attention through the zany characters of orked's parents, and maid. but the movie is about mukhsin and yet, a lot of plots and emphasizes, stresses that orked is the protagonist.

i also noticed that the audience, including myself, enjoyed the colourful behaviors of the parents. in awe but not something near to relate to. is there such a parents or we can only find it in a movie?

all in all, i had fun. 7/10 for yasmin. raise your hats fellas, the movie was screened in front of international audience in germany. kudos!

*every single language on the face of the earth is exceptionally beautiful. bahasa malaysia used in the movie encompasses innuendo, personification, idiom and sarcasm but sadly, it was all washed away by the english translation. the subtitle intended for international audience ended up to be monotonous to their ears. don't you agree? (leave your comments).

seven deadly sins in a saint

a wolf in sheep's clothing.
i don't know how much longer can i hang in here, pretending not knowing anything and be that hypocrisy flag-bearer. bee-ya-tchhh!!

300
a good movie. about spartans. the bravery, spirit and unity. storyline similar to 13th warrior where the 300 creme de la creme were sent to the battlefield to protect their motherland against the invasion of tens of thousands of persian army.

shaken but not stirred
a girl two floors below my office passed out during the earthquake incident last tuesday. a good and a bad thing, i thought, as i was in KL when it occurred. the bad thing is everyone went home early. i would've sneaked in with a girl and do it in the office, in a broad daylight. on a tuesday. how cool can that be?

mr jones, myself and me

employing carefully thought-out measures to curb all the issues surrounding me came to a halt. i got so pissed off by this character. she's all nice and smiling in the office. to mr khai, she is a colleague in my dept. i hate that word. i wish, i would if i could, not to have any affiliation with a person like that. go play your politics but don't apply it on your friends if you do regard them as your friends.

as always, i believe people in general are suffering from split-personality disorder. to me it is not clinically an ailment, if you know what i mean. but this one, damn!

maybe she is schizophrenic. hearing voices and tendency to self-mutilate. her alter ego is demanding actions beyond the norms of a civilized society. whatever. to blazes with it.

though feel stupid sharing such a story, i'll end up hiring an assassin, if not.