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.hello and goodbye.

I wanted to write in earlier. There's lots of wonderful things to talk about but busy as i am, i could not find the right time to blog myself in. Now, i am not going to compact a week's activities into one whole entry but i shall let my dear friends in KL know the on-going in my little atmosphere here in Muar.

Yes, people. I am currently in Muar. Why, you ask? Lets just say that I need some time to hibernate and let my creative muscles to grow. To be frank, I myself still try to find the means to stay here: work, family...okay i am still a little bit clueless but its just something that i gotta do for myself. These things are all swirling around in my head and how i wish i could explain it well. My decision of residing here temporarily had left some of my dear friends in bewilderment. They threw me a fun farewell dinner at my favorite kopitiam. Its a weird heavy goodbye I must say.

And in a week's time, not only i had to say bye to them but also to several other things. My house in Cyberjaya, my teddies that i gave away, my ex's stuff that i dumped into the dustbin and the hardest had to be with my beloved Ped and my best friend Ira who wed Fakhri last Saturday. I could say its a hello and goodbye week.

The whole reason of i am feeling all sorts of feeling at the moment is perhaps due to the need of reshuffling. It has been days i tried to reassure myself that by closing one door and open up another wont set off some time ticking bomb that destroys my entire universe. I need to reconfigure my life and i'm gonna start right now before the strata starts to crack and earth collapse under my feet. I dont want to be just some odd species stalking the planet yo! I want to see, hear and feel life. I want to be a little more subtle, a little more aware, a little more creative. I can sense the changes inside of me, i totally love it and want to chanel the vibe in the most positive way i could. I dont want to be living in a box anymore, my life is on the roll of a ball - revolving through times, especially with my work. I dont put on any hope to be taken seriously though, just enough to color the creative world.

Yesterday, spoke to a few creative friends and the conversations was really inspiring that i barely open my mouth to respond. Met a new friend, Udey Ismail at Ira's wedding. He wore a black shirt with 'Hired Shooter' written on the back. Interesting. He asked "So, are you a freak too?" "Yeah, i am!" replied I. I have no idea what Ira had told him about me but i'm sure its about my addiction to camera. Talking to him, i can sense his deep passion in photojournalism. I swear i can see his eyes twinkle whenever he spoke of photography. Its genuine and earnest. There's something about the way he talks that made him appear cute. We were at the mosque for Ira's photoshoot when he showed me his masterpiece. "Where did you take this?" i wonder. Excitedly, he brought me to the side of the mosque and triumphly said "Here!" and began to spill me lots of tips! You can view my own masterpiece in my flickr. By the end of the evening, both Ira and I fell in love with the soft spoken and humble Udey. We exchanged numbers and hopefully, i can team up with him for a photoshoot some fine day!

Still on the same topic, received a surprise call from my friend, Elyna. Another great conversation that stimulate my brain. Upon hearing her sincere offer to do a personal project, my chest felt heavy and i thought "Could this be the open door?" And the rest, i shall leave to God to give the best in his own time.

Oh, flickr and photoblog updated! There's a few pieces that i like such as my first try on landscape. Thank you Jeremy who kindly lent me his polarizer for the shot and showed me some interesting tricks. Eka, as always, helped me with my self-portraits. To those of my schoolmates who had missed Ira's wedding, here are some of the shots i've picked. I'm sorry if the shots aren't any good, there were too many photographers present that day,i wasnt the main photographer and squeezing in wasnt that fun either!

And these are the latest of me :D



.can you see?.


Your arms were the pillow under my head
You cover me from harm when i'm in your bed
When you left, a part of me die away slowly.
Can you see?

.walking through phases.

I can feel that my life is going through phases and phases of development. I've managed to break down some barriers and it surprises me at how easy it is to actually do it. I talked to new people, keep contact with old friends and allow myself to let down the guard and just opened up.

I am a fairly private, quiet and shy person. Those who've been reading my blog all this while might think otherwise though, basically based on my happy photos but that's just on the surface. Lately, i've found myself going up to total strangers and broke the ice with a few words and had wonderful, eye-opening conversations.

I've heard about unusual life experiences, jobs, ways of living and growing up, immigrants struggles and of course a lot of lessons and advices. Its like an exercise to the mind as we human often forgot. Yeap, melayu mudah lupa a friend always reminds me, so i try to find solace in everyone i meet along the way. At a stage where i sometimes feel so absolutely lonely, the conversations i had with them makes me feel like at least i am a part of the universe. I shall always remember this as it marks as a yet another special personal achievements.

I have a friend who has been my biggest mirror. He reflects me in some ways i sometimes find difficult to explain. It is in him i look at myself as the real me; human and full of flaws. In his eyes, i am imperfect. Through times, it is him that made me see it all. I studied every vivid detail of my life, scrutinize every inch of it and see crisp details. Finally, the truth i see becomes very familiar and more familiar than my own face. I have always look up for him all this while for i believe it is with him i may seek the truth.

The funny part is, my mirror is far much different than i am as a person. Countless times he will remind me of it. The closeness we had is indeed the thing that drew us apart. Sad but true.

I have heard of people telling me how strong and happy i am now. Believe me, what you read from my blog is just a 10% of what is really going on in my little atmosphere. My blog is more like a place of contemplation rather than catharsis. That is why you dont see any sad entries in here. Okay maybe some but it wont be there long enough to survive a day.

So what you read and see, sometimes, aint what you get.

My flaws. My flaws are just a natural part of who i am: a living entity on this earth. I dont need permission from critics, from backstabbers, from bitches, to be me. If i am drama, it is because i am born one. If i am sexy and you probably hate my guts to have taken lots of daring photos, it is because i got it all in me and you dont. Dont blame anyone if you were born a loser. Because truth is, no one is born a loser.

My many talented and sincere friends are endlessly supportive and inspiring as i struggled to find jobs and clients and finding strength to continue what i do. I should be thankful for having them in my life.



Muzzafar. My favorite dude on earth. I dont know why i'm posting his photo up as it doesnt relate to this entry at all. Just feels like to, I suppose.

I was browsing around a music store with a dear friend yesterday. Fall in love with this song:

Sleep, don't weep, my sweet love
Your face is all wet and your day was rough
So do what you must do to find yourself
Wear another shoe, paint my shelf
Those times that I was broke, and you stood strong
I think I found a place where I...

Sleep, don't weep, my sweet love
Your face is all wet 'cause our days were rough
So do what you must do to fill that hole
Wear another shoe to comfort the soul
Those times that I was broke, and you stood strong
I think I found a place where I feel I will...

Sleep, don't weep, my sweet love
My face is all wet 'cause my day was rough
So do what you must do to find yourself
Wear another shoe, paint my shelf
Those times that I was broke, and you stood strong
I hope I find a place where I feel I belong

Sleep, don't weep, my sweet love
My face is all wet 'cause my day was rough

Damien Rice; sleep dont weep. Thank you again for you lovely people who've been sharing your thoughts and feelings with me. *hugs*

.empty.

Just Ibah - that’s how you see me; happy - that’s how you believe in me; strong - that’s what you expect of me; but...emptiness - that’s what is inside of me. The hardest thing to hide is something that is not there.

.vacation!.

A great Friday! I've finally managed to sit down, sip a cuppa and blog myself in. Its been a joyous trip of travelling to Langkawi that's kept me away from allocating my time to catch up.

Twas a family's vacation and its been a magnificent moment for all of us. It was also a great excuse for me to put aside all personal stress and worry and just enjoy myself on the beach. Its a great feeling, to step outside the norm and breathe in a completely different space for a bit. Langkawi...their cheap and tasty food reminds me of Muar. Also the laidback atmosphere where everyone just eat, chill and have a good time. I love the beach and the sunset here. Simply amazing.

Spent two nights relaxing at the resort's beach bar that faces the beach, catching up with my classic and think of my things. The sounds of the waves coupled with the serene ambience that surrounds the whole place did me a lot of soul healing. I suggest anyone who in search of heal finds the ocean and stays near it for a day or two, its magic.

I've had a hard time being peaceful lately. Whats with the mocking, insults and ex boyfriend-and-fiancee-bikin kecoh the past few weeks. All of it is really quite vile and too much. I mean, i'm sorry...are these people idiots? Dont they have anything better to do? Umm..no, i think they are just pure intolerate evil scums. In the world that keeps shrinking and shrinking, under the very small roof of our country lurks barbarians who verbally abuse other fellow human beings.

Oh my, the reason why I really see this trip as an escapism for the body, mind and soul! I'm all refine now, thankfully.

Leaving that and moving on to something else that excites me. Here comes May, one of my favorite month besides November. Dont ask me why, probably because lots of exciting things in my life often takes place in blessed May.

Looking forward to a fun freelance job comes 13th. Fingers, toes and nose crossed, i shall share the news with you soon enough, if all goess well. For the time being, its wait and see and keep an open and positive mind.

Check out the vacation's photos as well as some self-potrait pieces i did before the trip, here Yea, i still love taking photos of myself despite whatever.













 

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