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A Talk About Love

A Talk About Love

“I’m falling in love. It’s nothing new.”

“It is new! Every time you fall in love, it’s always a new experience. Nothing, none of your previous relationships are alike. Well … The objects may be similar, like they are all … what, tall, smart, and beautiful?”


“Who’s the lucky one?”

“Someone I met a few months ago, actually, when I was on a business trip. Nothing happened. We had a business meeting, had a group lunch, and that’s it. Then a few weeks after that, we met again, online, followed each other.”


“We met up for lunch. We talked. We met again. We laughed.”

“Laugh? Wow.”

“Yeah. It’s okay to laugh, right?”

“Okay? Beat me! Anyone who can make us laugh on dates, boy, that’s a keeper!”

“Exactly! I mean, you know what I do for living …”

“Tell me about it! Putting on mask of anyone but yourself, fake smile, be charming and charismatic till you sweat …”

“You make me look bad!”

“Hahaha. I am your best friend, and what am I but only being honest with you? But what I’m trying to say is, it’s good to be with someone who can make you be who you really are. You know what I’m saying? Imagine how tiring it must be if you have to charm the other person, one person, sitting right in front of you, for hours. You’re not selling insurance for God’s sake …”

“… but I’m talking into building the future together. Just the two of us.”

“You’re … what?”

“Like what you said, anyone who can make you laugh and feel good about yourself is a keeper.”

“Isn’t this too soon? Are you running out of time?”

“When you know you have found the one, you just know. Can I put the feeling in words? No. Can I feel it? Yes.”


“What did you wear on that second lunch?”

“My loose white T-shirt that you hate, with bermuda and slippers. Hahaha!”

“And look at that! Mr. Dress-to-Impress actually dressed down to … Express himself?”

“It was a Sunday, we had no plan to meet, I was doing a marathon, urm, I mean, watching Friends …”

“Ah! I knew it! Which season?”

“Guess this: The One Where Everyone Finds Out.”

“Season 5! The best! Ok, then?”

“Then came a message alert on Path …”

“You shared Path already?”

“When you know, you know.”

“Okay. Then?”

“Then we asked each other what to eat, only to realize we hadn’t eaten, then we met up for lunch. That’s all.”

“Was it a success? The lunch? With the dress down part?”

“You heard me. We laughed.”

“I see.”


“My turn. What’s new with you?”

“I’m falling out of love.”

“Oh? Oh, no.”

“It’s nothing new.”

“How come?”

“You fall in love, you fall out of love. When you run out steam, you stop moving. We hardly laugh, let alone love. We make love, but it was never with love.”


“It didn’t hurt, actually, this break-up. Or maybe it did, but I didn’t realize. Keeping myself busy, I guess that’s why it didn’t feel bad. Or maybe it was the full cycle like what people say.”


“All’s well ends well. I started the relationship with smile. Somehow, I force myself to smile when it ended. Crazy, but I did.
I’m falling out of love. It’s nothing new.”

“It is new! Every time you fall out love, you will always find a new side of you buried throughout the course of relationship. Nothing, none of your previous break-ups are alike.”

(Deep sigh)

“Love. You step into a new, unfamiliar territory, only to come out of it as a brand new person.”


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Posted by on 05/29/2014 in Blog, English, Personal


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Top 10 Cinema Going Experiences in 2013

This is the year of … binge-watching?

Shamelessly, or maybe not, I have to admit that yours truly have finally succumbed to the trend of TV-series marathons.

Why not? In the past few years, (mostly the US) TV series have given us reasons to be couch potato, mostly from their compelling stories, unthinkable twists, well-rounded characters. In short, those qualities are in contrast to what we have found in our cinema.

Thus, cinema becomes a reason to dress up, go out and socialize; whereas television becomes our comfort zone with “people” we know the most.

We need them equally.

The dearth of summer in cinemas this year could be fixed by tuning in to Girls and House of Cards as we reach home. No matter how compelling The Newsroom is, but once in a while, you need to be entertained by big spectacle in 3D, especially with gorgeous costume like The Great Gatsby.

We hang on to bits of sensation from big, wide silver screen. We are pampered with latest technology to shake us in 4DX, or to be surrounded with sound in Dolby Atmos.

But the real big screen experience is the sensation we feel during or after watching the film.

The sensation may come few(er) and between as years go by, but here, in alphabetical order, are what matters most:


Date of watching: Friday, October 25, 2013.

Some films make up their flaws by emotion.

I came to watch this film alone. As the film went on, I started noticing oddities in its logic and inconsistency, given the nature of the plot. Yet, despite my awareness, I don’t mind of those pitfalls. In fact, I surrendered myself to the smile of Rachel McAdams and starting picturing myself witnessing each of the time-traveling scene.

It was not until I took a cab home then I cried recalling the film in my memory. It is a rarity to cry not during the film, but afterwards. Glad to have this weird but loving film to make the mark.


Date of watching: Wednesday, November 6, 2013.

There I was, in the middle of a winter afternoon in Toronto, I snuck in a cinema to start watching Robert Redford all alone in the sea. Literally, alone.

We don’t see anyone but him, there is no volleyball to talk to, no tiger to befriend with, nor another astronaut to hang on to. We only see Our Man (Redford’s nameless character) doing a little talk, and he is busy maneuvering his way in the harshness of the sea for 90 minutes.

This is a testament of masterclass in screen acting, and Redford has taken a great challenge no other actors may be able to survive. When the light of the cinema has turned up, we are still glued to the screen, reeling from the brave journey.


Date of watching: Saturday, July 27, 2013.

Before Midnight

Before Midnight

The best part of the film comes when Celine (Julie Delpy) sits on a cafe with Jesse (Ethan Hawke), now they’re married, while looking at the sunset as it happens. She says, “Going … Going … Gone.”

We cannot help that the trilogy feels like a conclusion of an 18-year affair, the one that has inspired to roam around Europe finding undiscovered places the films were set in, to be rightly romantic at specific group of age, and to think about love and relationship in general. I watched this on a Saturday midnight show in Lido cinema in Singapore, where majority of audiences in attendance are couples, married or dating, who hug each other to find comfort as they watched the film.

To be able to follow this trilogy in its intended period of time is a lifetime investment worth having.


Date of watching: Thursday, August 8, 2013.

Lebaran may not be the golden time of Indonesian film anymore (when is it ever this year?), because during the holiday period, people flocked to watch Ed Warren and Lorraine Warren excise demons in an old house in 1970s.

This is the first time in a few years that local film no longer ruled cinema in the supposedly coveted time, and gave way to a chilling horror that does not feature teenagers making out.

I was one of the people who queued for the film around 2 weeks after its initial release date, yet the theatre was still packed. Audiences were genuinely scared and thrilled, and seeing the entire room gasped and shrieked is an experience on its own.


Date of watching: Saturday, October 5, 2013.



It takes a space to bring us back to cinema.

Not even one extended trailer after another can make us prepared of what we were about to see. There, on the giant screen, Alfonso Cuaron takes us circling around wide, empty outer space, particularly in one uninterrupted 20-minute take that left us breathless. It is even more remarkable that Sandra Bullock, the reigning comedy queen, is the one that carries the entire film on her shoulder. When we see her breathing, we are sucked into the confinement of her helmet and actually feel her struggle. Clocking in under 120 minutes, something of a rarity among other blockbuster hits, upon exit we are wondering, “what just happened?”

The answer is clear: it’s the movie that restores my faith in cinema.


Date of watching: Saturday, November 23, 2013.

One of the highlights in cinema-going experience this year was the moment when JIFFest (Jakarta International Film Festival) was held again. I was not part of the festival this time, but kudos to the programming team to pull off the impossible, given the circumstances and the pressing limit of time.

It was my first time as an audience of the festival, actually, and you can imagine my delight when this film happened to be the first film I saw on the festival. I had no idea that Singapore, only a few years ago still came behind its neighbors in world cinema recognition, now comes up front and strong with this sublime film. It is hard to believe that a film can speak loud in its subtlety, and this film proves that, with a lot more to sweep us off our feet. Perhaps the right words to describe this film are “a very human work”, because it puts empathy in each of main characters, and in turn, gives us a touching film-going experience. This one is a keeper for years to come.


Date of watching: Saturday, June 15, 2013.

Looking back a few months later now, it is not a good film.

But then, looking right at the big IMAX screen, I see my childhood once again, staring in awe watching Superman flying across Niagara Falls in his red cape, with soaring music in the background, making us believe that there is a hero to save our day.

That particular moment for a brief few minutes is one of my very memorable moments in cinema this year.


Date of watching: Saturday, July 13, 2013.

Pacific Rim

Pacific Rim

I grew up watching Japanese series about superheroes who fight robots or work together with robots to fight monsters, like Voltus, Ultra-Man, although slowly I bid farewell to them as my attention shifted for good to other genres entirely.

But watching this on big screen on a Saturday afternoon surrounded kids and their parents, rooting over gigantic robots take over one another, who can resist cheering all the way? The banging sound that drums the walls of the cinema halls when the Kaiju moves and runs, the over-the-top fighting scenes, it’s like being in elementary school all over again.


Date of watching: Saturday, November 23, 2013.

There were films with in-your-face dramatic moments that I saw this year, but none came up as beautiful as this film. In fact, it is so beautiful that you could not look at or watch the film twice. Panoramic shots in many scenes are seemingly taken out of paintings in gallery or pictorial book, its scores are worth being played in a big concert by big orchestra, and production design is simply gorgeous. Bring all those elements to historical violence of slavery, you will be left with cringe and shriek.

I often pinched myself to say, “this is only a movie, this is only a movie” over and over again everytime the whipping tortures begin. Steve McQueen delivers a powerful film, no doubt, and the power is felt among us, audience, long after the credit ends.

You will be relieved to come out of such an experience. Watch it.


Date of watching: Monday, November 11, 2013.

Pardon me for being a little sentimental, but I saw this film in a small cinema a little further downtown area of Toronto. It is a one-man art-deco old cinema, and what a delight it was that the film here was shown on celluloid format! While the look of the film, clearly shot in digital, does not benefit from the showing format, it only heightens our experience in watching the film.

This is not a perfect film, for it bears signs of being made by a first timer, such as occasional loose focus and all. Yet, we cannot help rooting for the main character, a teenage girl seeking every possible silver lining in her mundane, almost repressed male-dominated world of Saudi Arabia. We cannot stop looking at her, and wanting to know what happens next as the story progresses. We are put right in the middle of daily life in Saudi Arabia, much to our chagrin sometimes, but the other part of us could not help being amused by the unexpected humor. A promising work that leaves us smiling.

What’s your most memorable experiences in cinema in 2013 then?

PS: If you must know my favorite film this year, this is the one.



Posted by on 12/28/2013 in Blog, English, Film


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A Conversation on a Cafe in One Night

“I’m falling in love. It’s nothing new.”

“It is new! Every time you fall in love, it’s always a new experience. Nothing, none of your previous relationships are alike. Well … The objects may be similar, like they are all … what, tall, smart, and beautiful?”

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Posted by on 09/26/2013 in Blog, English, Personal


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Things We Text On Our Way to Airport

Things We Text On Our Way to Airport

10:15:34 pm

Finally here at the airport.
Rushing for check-in now.

10:16:17 pm

Eat something.
Red-eye flights suck.
When r u coming back again?

10:16:40 pm

Thx for telling me that! *rolling eyes*
But thanks for the reminder.
Back in 3 days.
Hey, I haven’t even boarded the plane yet!

10:17:15 pm


10:17:22 pm

Right. So much for the notification alert that made my heart beeped, but immediately sank when I saw just “So?”

10:17:30 pm

What do u want me to say?
Haven’t I said enough “have a safe flight”s already?

10:17:45 pm

Doesn’t hurt to give one.
Each traveling is a new kind.

10:18:00 pm

Have a safe flight, dear.

10:18:10 pm

Thank you.
You know what?

10:18:13 pm


10:18:20 pm

Strangely, both my most favorite and the saddest part of traveling is when u say “have a nice flight.”

10:18:26 pm


10:18:33 pm

Glad to have u to come home to.

10:18:40 pm

Glad to have u to look forward to everyday, in person and in texting.

10:18:45 pm

Low batt now.
Bye, dear.

10:18:52 pm

We never really part, do we?
I’ll see you soon.

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Posted by on 09/19/2013 in Blog, English, Personal


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I Love You and Other Words

People go around saying I love you wishing to be told the same in return. 
Gone are the days when saying such is a mere act of affection without asking anything as reply or response, or when people do not throw such words easily.

People take words like I love you to a greater degree of seriousness, so much so that hearing those three is something they might be afraid of. 
The fear takes over the joy, as those words are powerful enough to make one thinking for days, worried not being able to reciprocate.

People who think hard before saying I love you likely repeat the words thousand times in their heads until the words lose their intended meaning.
Once the excitement is gone, it is likely that the words are not said at all.

People crave for being told I love you that they rehearse their reaction, often forgetting that a simple smile and kiss will just do.

People love the words I love you that upon travelling, we always ask the local languages of these three words, and we make funny attempts to imitate the pronunciation.
For once, emotionless act can be genuine and heartfelt in this case.

People believe once words like I love you are spoken between two strangers, a relationship is born. 

If only it were that simple.

People don’t go around saying I love you and wish to be told the same in return, because sincerity will reveal itself.

Peope aren’t supposed to take words like I love you to a greater degree of seriousness that fear will substitute good-hearted intention.

People don’t need to think that hard before saying I love you, or to endlessly repeat the words  in their heads before being chickened out by the dizzy mind.

People who crave less for being told I love you will never rehearse their reaction, because they will give the most genuine reaction instead.

People may not love words like I love you that much, yet when they travel, they can still form a good connection with locals.

People need not always believe in the idea that relationship begins with saying words like I love you.

People, like us, just do.

It’s that simple after all.


Posted by on 09/21/2012 in Blog


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Post Sunday Dinner Unexpected Talk

X: “Hey!”

Y: “Hey!”

X: “Finally! Haven’t heard from you for a long time.”

Y: “Really? It doesn’t feel that long. Besides, you haven’t really looked for me, have you?”

X: “When one had done the searching at first, then one is entitled to being … searched, or found. No?”

Y: “No, not really. One’s gotta keep looking.”

X: “Is that so? Then what if the object of search has disappeared all of a sudden without a trace?”

Y: “Then one doesn’t search hard enough.”

X: “How do you know if the effort to search is hard enough, or not?”

Y: “No, I don’t know the answer to that, really. Because to me, it doesn’t feel like you look for me or reach out to me. Why? Because I kept thinking about you. I know, it sounds weird, considering we barely meet, but it kinda feels good to think about you in the morning when I’m on my way to work, or sometimes at night when I finish my dinner. Crazy, right?”

X: “And you did not hit the reply button.”

Y: “Yeah, well, I’m sorry. I can’t justify that. Nor I can justify that so-called hard search in one email in every four days. One short email of less than fifty words! But in my defense, a weak defense, having you in mind does not make my days feel long.”

X: “I guess we keep each other in mind differently then.”

Y: “What’s the point of being the same? I don’t love myself that much. I’d rather love someone else completely different from what I am. That’s the point of falling, right?”

X: “And who’s the person then?”

Y: “Why don’t you find out? You’re on the search, aren’t you?”

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Posted by on 08/12/2012 in Blog, English, Personal


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An Adult Goes Rambling About Falling and Staying

What I don’t like being an adult or a grown-up man is the need to be safe.
Suddenly as we reach a certain number of age, we prioritize safety and security in everything at equal terms. For every saving we make in investment, insurance, foreign currencies and many other kinds, we expect the same applies to our daily diet. Everything has to be measured to exact or close to the exact designated point that we create on our own.

This leads to the subconscious effort to whatever else we do in life. We tend to avoid surprises or being surprised at, opting for planned events because we can control what we are going to get. We choose comfort food over newly arrived cuisines nobody has heard of before. We stay at familiar hotels based on reason to accumulate reward point instead of newly opened lodgings.

And little do we realize that when it comes to falling for someone new, we take different extreme measures to prevent from being hurt.
Gone are spontaneity in running against the rain and brace traffic jam to pick him or her up, or making lyrical poems and notes that prompt us to stay up all night. Instead, we take a rain check whenever rain starts falling, opting to talk on the phone, or texting. We cannot afford to stay up late, because staying up late on one night requires three night of 8-hour sleep replacement each.

What starts as a cautionary act slowly becomes a barrier. Not even an obstacle, but a fence we build to protect ourselves from experiencing high-risk joy of falling.
Even the note carries similar tune, don’t you think?

When we start falling for someone, we immediately occupy ourselves with scenarios of both possibilities: being accepted or being rejected. Unfairly we label this acceptance as happiness and rejection as, simply, unhappiness.
What we forget is that, along the way to discover the new person, we are happy to do things we don’t normally do. And that’s when the journey makes a happy chapter. Even happier than the state of being together as declared with so-called status of boyfriend or girlfriend.

When we start falling for someone new, we don’t want to fall hard. We busy maintain the flame to last as long as we’d like to keep it last, so much that we deceive ourselves in getting spontaneous, or exuding joy. We bury ourselves deep in thought of endless “what if”s. What if there’s someone else he or she is thinking of? What if all these are annoyance instead of fine reaction? What if these worries come true? What if they don’t?

There is nothing greater than staying in love, but for love to stay, we have to find and eventually fall for it first. Falling in love is the key to have love stayed. And for love to stay, God knows how many times we keep falling in and falling out, until the right one comes along, often unexpectedly.

If you have found one, consider yourself lucky. If you haven’t, consider yourself even luckier, because you have no idea how strong you are to keep believing in yourself.

Besides, I always believe that it always feels good to love first, to spare a space in heart and mind solely for one other person and no one but this special person that gets us up and about every single day, to think of nothing but giving our utmost thought effortlessly, selflessly, smoothly, and willingly, to initiate help without being asked to, to give without wanting anything in return, to wait in vain without knowing, to anxiously look forward to each and every clue and hint that brings joy, all of those without realizing that maybe, subconsciously, we don’t want anything back. When you have given your love with all your might, perhaps you don’t care about being loved in return.

What I don’t like being an adult is the lesser chances to experience what I write above.
But what I do like is that when the moment, that precious, rare one moment come, I will tend to the moment with my utmost concern. After all, it’s worth the long wait.
And thus, we are safe.


Posted by on 08/12/2012 in Blog, English


Underrated Romantic Comedies

Last night I tweeted a lot about underrated romantic comedies.

It began when I browsed randomly on DVDs or Blu-rays to buy, as I just got $5 Amazon gift voucher from an online survey. If that sentence alone does not describe how middle-class I am, I don’t know what else does.
Clicking endless “today’s deals”, “unbelievably good bargains” and “price so low you will faint as you buy” sections later, I came across one film called The Truth About Cats and Dogs.
Way before we saw an eerie family film about talking cats and dogs, the title belongs to a little, sweet charmer starring equally sweet Uma Thurman, Janeane Garofalo and Ben Chaplin. Janeane plays a character who pretends to be Uma to attact Ben’s attention, although in the end it is Janeane’s true genuine personality that wins Ben over.

Now if you talk about movies that change the world or movies that change the savings of studio executives, films like Cats & Dogs above and others do not usually get mentioned.
These are films that grow over time. Some, or even most of them, do not get good critical reception and commercial success upon initial release.

But as years go by, these are the kind of films we stumble upon while we are confused on what to watch on a relaxing Saturday night at home. Or the kind of film that our friends recommend to cure lonely hearts. Or simply the kind of film that you have no idea what it is about, you just pick it randomly in a store, but you’re glad to discover it.
Thus, you remember it for life.

The films that touch our heart are not necessarily the great ones. They are those that can make us believe in love again, convincingly, and unknowingly.

That’s why they are underrated.

I’m not going to write any longer than this. Oh come on, you know that this is long enough already! But I’m going to share with you images from some #underratedromanticcomedy films that you should watch, especially:
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Posted by on 07/14/2012 in Blog, English, Film, Personal


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Films about the Making-of-Film

So I woke up this morning to the sight of My Week With Marilyn on my TV. This has got to be the third time I watched the film. While it is not a flawless film, it has its own charm that make it worth repeated viewings.

Of course, this entry will not discuss the film at length. After all, you have heard million of times that Michelle Williams was robbed in Oscar night. (Alright, that’s only me.)
But as I watched the film, I suddenly recall another film project that also depicts the making of an old film. It’s the one with Anthony Hopkins playing as Alfred Hitchcock in the film about the making of Psycho. Currently the film, which is still being shot, is tentatively titled Hitchcock. I hope the makers will change the title because, hey, do you want to challenge any film buffs out there to say that Hitchcock is only represented by that one film?

Having both films above in mind, I could not help but wonder if it’ll become common to have an option of “possible reinterpretation to depict behind-the-scene of the film as a separate feature film entity” in the making of future films.
In other simpler words, it may be possible to have more films like My Week With Marilyn or Hitchcock that revolve around the making of a film. After all, behind-the-scene juicy story is worth telling on its own, especially as a film.

And I as keep toying with the idea, I couldn’t help but wonder: what are current and not-so-distant films (maximum 35 years old!) worth being remade as films about making-of-the-films?

Here are my top 4 choices:

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Posted by on 05/23/2012 in Blog, English, Film


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Less Than 100 Words Film Review – 2

An early summer blockbuster session, two local films that surprise me not in a good way, and a home-viewing discovery that pleasantly surprised me given its medium.

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Posted by on 04/17/2012 in Blog, English, Film


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Love Me Do – A Love Letter by The Beatles’ Songs

Thanks to petitepoppies who wrote an effortlessly cute blog entry about a love letter using nothing but The Beatles’ songs, now I got the bug to do the same.

Hey, I still stick to my plan of using The Beatles’ songs for my wedding* later.
(*Mom, if you read this, remember what you insist on saying: don’t trust everything we read on the Internet!)

You can do the same by checking out the list of all songs sung by The Beatles. Man, they’re a bunch of geniuses, aren’t they?

Here goes:

Bad Boy,

Do You Want to Know a Secret?

Don’t Pass Me By. Don’t Ever Change. Don’t Let Me Down.

I’m Talking About You.

Tell Me What You See.

I Wanna Be Your Man. I Want to Hold Your Hand. Eight Days a Week.

All You Need is Love.

Yesterday. Here, There, Everywhere. Across the Universe.

Because. Baby It’s You.

If I Fell. In My Life. I Will.

You’ll Be Mine.

Love Letters to The Beatles


Posted by on 01/26/2012 in Blog, English, Music, Personal


#movieandme – What’s The First Film You Watched in Cinema?

More than any other time in my life, as long as I can remember, last year seemed to be the time I was drawn to filmgoing experience the most.

I can’t explain why. Perhaps it was the constant worry on the dearth of cinema during our ‘cinema-blackout’ period, which I had repeatedly written, the latest being my kaleidoscopic article here.

But beyond the unfortunate incident, somehow it has always been “planted” in me that the best medium to watch film is in cinema.
There is something magical about sitting in a darkened hall, waiting for flickering lights to turn into escapism world of images and words, where we surrender ourselves and reality surround us for a good two hour or so.

If you find those words familiar, that’s because most of the entries in the blog revolve around the topic. In fact, my life does, too. Or so I made it to be.

When I spent my year-end holiday in my hometown, I watched Mission: Impossible – Ghost Protocol in nearby cinema. It was a full-house session, despite no advanced sound system. Yet, the packed crowd shrieked and clenched their fists on their seats altogether when Tom Cruise climbed Burj Khalifa, holding their breaths anticipating the suspense and the thrill of that scene. As I sat on top rows, I could see clearly the collective movement, and it was such a joy, such an unbelievable sight at this time!

I still could not believe my eyes even when I reached home.
And as I looked around my room, tons of VCDs I collected when I was in college were stacked on shelves, collecting thick dust and zero care.
Having nothing to do during the holiday, and being thankful for relatively smooth Internet connection, I thought of VCDs giveaway via Twitter. One cannot live without twitting, right?

Three of five Video CDs (VCDs) for my #movieandme giveaway

Thus, on the last day of 2011, either most people at their utmost relaxing mood or busy preparing for parties later, I asked my timeline:

Do you remember the very first film you watched in cinema?

Using hash-tag #movieandme suddenly answers started pouring in. What supposed to be film title turned out to be recollection of memories: when they watched the film, where (and many cinemas that are no longer present), and with whom they watched the film.
These answers still strike my emotions as I am re-reading them now.

What intrigues me most from this collective memory is how our childhood revolved around cinema, one part or another. Many of us were either going with parents, friends from school or relatives, and the choices, as you can see below, are mind-blowing!
Who would’ve thought that our past cinematic treasure could be this rich?

And look at how diverse the location is! Wherever you spent your childhood, cinema was around to lure you in, and good time was abound.

Guess a saying that goes “everybody must have a certain memory about cinema” is true.

While reading these #movieandme entries, can I ask you: what’s your very first film you watch in cinema?

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Tweets (Or Some of Them) – Part 2

Sorry, blog, but Twitter never fails to amaze me.

Just when I thought my past tweets could not be further retrieved, I was half-wrong. True: I still could not find my past tweets before a certain period of time.
However, the bar has changed.
Yesterday, I couldn’t find anything before January 15, 2011. Today, I managed to go even higher: couldn’t find anything before March 2010! Achievement? Being an eternal optimist, glass half-full person, I’d say: yeah!

What you find below are the tweets I posted long time ago (or it feels like long time ago). Yes, I posted a similar entry yesterday, thus consider this as sequel.
Thanks to the hard work of #nomention who helps me retrieving the archive, you can read most of those below.

While these words are written by no one but me, yet I need to thank *you* for helping me out.



“We fell in, and somehow along the way, we fell out. It stopped to happen.”/”What did?”/”Love.”

“You don’t love. You respect. Take care. Obey. Tell the truth. Lie. Nurse. Kiss. But love?”/”Why not?”/”You can’t. You’re overwhelmed.”

“We stopped having sex.”/”No. You stopped loving each other.”

“Don’t you believe in love?”/”Do you?”/”I do.”/”If you do, you don’t ask the question.”

“Love me.”/”But do you?”/”It’s possible.”/”The odds?”/”I don’t do numbers.”/”Just count me in.”

“It’s not sex. It’s making love.”/”Tell me: how do you keep on making without having?”

“You think love sucks? It does. It leaves you lifeless. But then you get up and do it all over again to be alive.”/”Sequels fail me.”

“Love keeps you alive.”/”Then why can’t I see doctor, go to hospital and claim insurance when I suffer from being broken-hearted?”

“Can you stop questioning love?”/”I can’t. I’m hopelessly searching for it. If I stop asking, I’ll have no idea what’s in store.”

“Do you play around?”/”What do you want me to say?”/”Say yes. You should. Fun stops when we’re together. Just come home when you’re done.”

“You’re too smart not to know what he’s been up to outside.”/”Am I? Then why hearts and minds never connect in relationship?”

“Call me.”/”I’ll text. Email.”/”Won’t you miss me?”/”Do you want me to write that? I can always arrange. Can’t do it on the phone.”

“Let’s meet up.”/”What for?”/”So I can see you.”/”Then?”/”I don’t know. What do you want?”/”What do you want me to look like?”

“You know him more than I do. You two have been together for years.”/”No. I only know him as mine. Other than that, you tell me.”

“Let’s call it quit. I haven’t been happy.”/”You just put a stamp in my forehead that reads “failure”.”/”Sorry.”/”I’m not. I can’t.”

“How come you’re single?”/”I’m looking for another me. If you think relationship is made of two, it’s not. It’s you and projection of you.”

“Love me best in the morning.”/”Why?”/”I’m the first one you see in a day with great affection.”

“Happy anniversary, darling.”/”After all these years, how do you still get to be so jovial, so .. happy?”/”Aren’t we used to pretending?”

“Can we still be friends?”/”We started from nothing, then we’re an item, and end up being nothing to each other again. We’re never friends.”

“Do you think of me before you sleep?”/”Yes, with tears.”/”Why?”/”I fail you, us. That’s why I put our problems to sleep.”

“I don’t get this: couples who are comfortable in silence with each other. Don’t they have things to talk about?”/”Yes, with lawyers.”

“We hide under words, through music, via film. We go out on dates to cinema. We embark on a long-distance relationship.”/”Are we for real?”

“Sometimes it grieves me that I’ve never loved anyone. I don’t think I’ve ever been loved either.”/”We love each other in our imperfect way”

“I don’t know what my love looks like. Can’t describe it. Most of the time I can’t feel it. But if we keep questioning it, it’ll evaporate.”

Love is not bitter. Lovers (love-abusers) are.

Q: How does it feel to fall in love? A: How do you know that today is today? You just know. Words fail to describe the feeling.


Posted by on 04/08/2011 in Blog, English, Personal



Since I came across twitter @NauvalYzd, I hardly blog anymore. Let alone in this website, which I made purely as a backup of my so-called official blog. Blah. What’s so official about a personal blog, anyway?
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Posted by on 04/07/2011 in Blog, English, Personal


It’s Good to be Back

After a very long hiatus, I’ve decided to come back blog again.

Having made writing one of possible means to support myself financially, I didn’t realize how far I was removed from the joy of writing nonsense about things I like most, without the burden of pleasing editors and meeting deadlines.

However, the said experience will reflect nonetheless in future entries.
That is another way of saying how age has been catching up on me 🙂

First things first: before I post new entries, I have to do some sort of cleaning up to this long-neglected home.

Some changes I have planned/thought about:
– No more shoutbox.
Any greetings should be directed to comment section.

– Catching up with the latest features on Blogger dashboard.
This will take some time.

– Keeping the same template, or more or less the same color scheme with a new template, while accommodating the changes.

And, since blogwalking has been considered a thing of the past, I hope any wanderers out there who stumble or come across unintentionally to this blog would be kind enough to offer me advise or tips-and-tricks in re-designing blog.

Anyone who offer me Viagra or 1 billion Nigerian dollars is also welcome to my grandma’s dinner. She’s been dead for decades.

Hope to see some familiar names, be them the returning or the new ones.

Love you all!


PS: In the meantime, enjoy one of my favorite songs sung by one of the greatest legendary singers ever graced the Earth. Been stored long enough in my Favorites tab on Youtube, little did I realize that the title alone reflects the on-and-off pause of the page.

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Posted by on 03/11/2010 in Blog, English, Personal