Nostalgia: Wisps of Memories

Here Waiting For You

In the night when I’m thinking of you

My heart, O so yearning for you

Wishing to see your face

Oh I’ve been waiting all my days


Wisp of Memories.  (Photo credits to Alicia Ai Leng)

Wisp of Memories. (Photo credits to Alicia Ai Leng)

Pieces of pictures in memory of you

Whiz through my mind I adore you

I’m here waiting for you tears they

fall from my eyes

As the clock ticks by

                                                                                    As the clock ticks by


You survived it all

But you survived it all


May the hailstorms strengthen your heart

May the explosions shield you from harm

May god watch over you wherever you may be

As I’m here waiting for you

As I’m here waiting for you….

MAS Parody

Oh god! I just got back from recording my song for a short clip on Malaysia’s unfortunate aviation tragedies.

It is kind of sad that such uneventful circumstances occurred in quite a brief period of time – we have not even recovered from the earlier one.  At a personal level, I too feel extremely bereaved about the recent losses.  I fear, too, a little, for my friends and loved ones. Wherever they may be, overseas or in-land.  Boarding a plane these days does not seem like much of the fun it portrayed in the past.

Anyhow if all goes well, the clip should be out when it is ready.  I hope you guys enjoy it.

Like a team that relies on each and every member to stay strong although one of them has been weakened, so must we unite and work together in solving such mysteries.  Racism, prejudice, ethnocentrism, discrimination . . . you name it, you just got to put all that aside now.  Life does not work that way.

Whatever that is past is to be put away for now is a test for our unity.  Will we stand, or will we fall – yet again?

To this, I have only two words.  God knows.

The Screen-Play Write-Up

A director's job.  (Photo credits to Faidzal Annuar)

A director’s job. (Photo credits to Faidzal Annuar)

Memories are sometimes best left behind, sometimes stored for the good of remembrance.

Of all the writings I have done, be it constructing compositions for tuition classes full of rowdy students, preparing college entrance essays for medical schools, writing the Water Gate Series (a children’s book series), or for my personal blog, the hardest one so far is preparing the screen-play write-up.

It churns the whole core of imagination as you attempt to construct the flow from one scene to the next, whilst depicting the various personalities of the characters.  I will not say that it is impossible, but it is not easy, you know?

Well, for a start, I experienced a battle of different ideas all in one location . . . my mind.  Harboring all kinds of scenes in a purportedly vast space of RAM has done much to the Think-Tank, to the extent that my poor brains cannot wait to vomit everything out.  To make matters even better, the scenes are constantly zapping at each other for their turns to come out first, second, third, fourth, fifth, urgghh.

My pineal gland has instructed them to be patient and wait while she sits on her Throne and selects among the plethora of scenes the one that is supposedly eligible to start the rally.  The rest, she said, have to line up and pass the baton.

Isn’t it a wonder how film directors do not have multiple personalities, since they always commit a huge amount of their time to writing screen-plays?  They need to reminisce a certain past several times over, however excruciating, horrifying, or petrifying it is.

Oh, I am about to step into the Bazooka Zone now.  Readers, beware.

Only Human

Appreciating life for its little pleasures and accepting things as they are makes you a happier person. (Photo credits to Alicia Ai Leng)

Appreciating life for its little pleasures and accepting things as they are makes you a happier person. (Photo credits to Alicia Ai Leng)

Staying positive is about keeping yourself and others happy by thinking positive.  It is about channeling happy thoughts to the brain to extend longetivity.  It is about maintaining one’s own well-being through activities like exercise, being thankful for little things, giving in and not prioritizing your decisions on others, and so much more.

Which is why I plan on taking up hip hop when life falls back into place and everything is settles.  I attended my first hip hop workshop last week, and it was totally awesome.  To me hip hop is just like exercise, because it expends your energy to create flow.  Hip hop and music, when played together, actually helps one not worry too much about the muscle sore, but rather brings the focus to the present.

It is about minimizing your life by keeping things simple, about surrounding yourself with people who make you laugh, who keep you happy.  It is about recording the simple things in life, because these are the things that make you stay happy.  It is about laughing at the silly mistakes you and your friends make from time to time – remembering that we are only humans, and it is all right to err.


Normal... or abnormal?

Normal… or abnormal?

Now let’s just say you were born naturally.   Or at least you had a natural birth, or you assumed so.  You have two arms, two legs, two (must I mention that!) parts of the brain – the left and right hemisphere, that is – and beautiful, chiselled-out features.  You are intelligent, healthy, and quirky.  You run the fastest in your neighborhood; every girl and boy, man and woman envy your legs.

And then, this morning, someone knocks on your door and gives you this piece of news: You got to get out of your normality, and hop in to the next lane of normality. Does this sound like good news or bad news?  What would you do?

Run away, I bet.  Before you do that, bravo.

And welcome to your fantasy world, Marsinda Plueigens.

The Huge Comic Strip

It is part of the film-making process.  (Photo credits to Ashraf Saharuddin)

It is part of the film-making process.  (Photo credits to Ashraf Saharuddin)

Comic strips are fun to read.  It is a part of the film-making process that occurs somewhere in Step 2 or 3.

The things that occur in life can also be part of a comic strip – would you believe that?

Well, for me, it is just as it is.  A comic strip.  Please understand t.he phrase word by word.  Life is like a huge movie in which god writes up the entire screen play and you are the actor.

Oh, well.  Whatever.

I had made my decision to take part in the fasting during this year’s month of Ramadhan after a bizarre turn of events this year.  Of course on several occasions I admit that the fast had to be broken before due time – plus minus and I would probably get a total of about two weeks.  The days flew by and the last day of fasting arrived.  I had been at work, and after that I was supposed to hit the streets of Kuala Lumpur to do a bit of shooting for a clip on the country’s aviation tragedies.  My partner and I had almost been done with the entire script (it was a short one anyhow), so that night was supposed to be the final round if things worked as planned.

If things worked out as planned.  He texted me in the evening.

“I cannot make it at night.  It is the Hungry Ghosts Festival and my family has plans already.”

You know how I felt?  Euphoric?

Again, whatever.

A good friend had invited me to her husband’s candle-light birthday part by the lakeside at Kota Kemuning the next day, so I was up at noon and prepared myself for the evening.  I gave my eyes a bewitching look with liquid black eyeliner for the top and lower eyelids – somewhat the sort you see on ancient Egyptian women.  Oh, I love my eyes.  Why am I starting to sound narcissistic?

Anyhow, on my way to the mall – I walked there; it was only a few minutes away – to get  a present for the party, I met two young school-age boys dressed in Hari Raya clothes.  We said hi, and then the bigger one asked me: “Kak, ada duit Raya tak?”  (“Elder sister, can we get some tokens?”)

I do not know, but I said I am not married yet!  They were looking at me with their cute, innocent faces which made them almost morph into The Puss in the Boots.  Bad feelings started creeping over me as I swayed over the thought of playing tricks on their little minds.  I obliged in the end.

It was randomness in its extreme.  Happiness overload.

Life is the huge comic strip.  (Photo credits to Ashraf Saharuddin)

Life is the huge comic strip. (Photo credits to Ashraf Saharuddin)

Cup of Tea

What's your cup of tea - green tea or black, or darjeeling? (Photo credits to Alicia Ai Leng)

What’s your cup of tea – green tea or black, or darjeeling? (Photo credits to Alicia Ai Leng)

Drama directing has been my delicious cup of tea for the past few years.  It may appear as if I am diverting from my health science major… but no, it is not.  As far as I am able to tell you, I am attempting to stick, as closely as possible to the sciences.  However, what has drama got to do with the sciences, by the way?

I admit, I am no smart alec, but what I do comprehend is that drama has a lot to do with it.  Based on the social scientist’s perspective, that is.  A major fact will be that it helps relieve one’s stress after an exhausting occasion.

Fascinating as it sounds, it is even more incredible to be able to create your own Minions and prepare for them an unrelated yet intertwined road.  It feels awesome to be sitting up front somewhere – and direct!  Ah, the euphoria it makes.

Drama is useful in many forms - as stress relief and as a form of relaxation also. (Photo credits to Alicia Ai Leng)

Drama directing is useful in many forms – as stress relief and as a form of relaxation also. (Photo credits to Alicia Ai Leng)


The Best Medicine


In the ancient times, there lived a tiny little she-elf that brought to her town a tinier box of SOMETHING INSIDE.  All the elves in the town were feeling very depressed and upset because the year 2014 did not seem very good.  They had their heads hung low to their chest and their lips creased to the corners of their faces.

The she-elf tried her best to keep her box shut, but it could not.  And finally, out of the blue – SNAP!!  The SOMETHING INSIDE burst out of the box and flew away.  It escaped!

The SOMETHING INSIDE started diffusing itself into the air.  Quite naturally, it caught up into everyone’s noses – and would you know what happened next?

All the elves started laughing crazily!!!  They fell onto the ground and roared with easing laughter;  some walked about with a wide smile on their faces.

Laughing is ironically the best medicine in the world.  In fact, researchers have demonstrated in several studies that individuals who smile and laugh a lot more tend to extend their lifespans and longetivity compared to those folks who put on a down face nearly all the time.

Here are the fun facts:  When you laugh, an entire army of neurotransmitters are released from your hippocampus, allowing your muscles to loosen up a little bit.  Your face, arms, chest, abdomen, and legs become more at ease – almost as if you are flying on Cloud 9.  Your mind is at liberty from the ills of routine as you direct, rather unconciously, your cognitions to letting all go.  The most amazing thing is that the wonderful feeling of awesomeness remains with you for a while even after you are done with laughing.

Oh, and your friend does a rewind, and the two of you start crackling up again.  It goes on and on, nearly unstoppable.  Isn’t it great how it makes you feel?

This One Quickie

The author after one of her night excursions. (Photo credits to Alicia Ai Leng)

The author after one of her night excursions. (Photo credits to Alicia Ai Leng)

It is very exhilarating.  The mind is cleared in the process; every task, big or small, is pushed further down into the unconcious, freeing more space in the memory.  Why?  Because it shifts your focus to the activity itself, when you need to concentrate on something that uses very little brain power but exhausts every drop of muscular energy in your body.  Even though it does not take up a lot of time.  Twenty minutes will be great.

Another thing I have taken note of is that the best time to do it is on a really extremely windy night.  Strong winds are the most alluring.  Of course, you must do it outdoors – it does not produce similar effects if it is done indoors.

Just wear your best outfit and begin your session.

The last time I had a jog, it was really rushed as it appeared as if it were going to the thunderstorm.  I had already had my dinner of salmon fillet, potato chips, and olive salad, so now I was making my way to the park.

Halfway through,  air began shaking in the winds – it was therapeutic to the senses.  It felt soft and velvety as it caressed my bare legs that were already sweating slightly.

My watch had already showed 11.30PM when I started my little run (my version – slow coach!).  I was thinking of doing just 200m, but to my delight I managed to cover more than 1km.  I have not actually been running since my last “stunt” at the Penang Bridge International Marathon where I did 21km.  But, hey, I am not like my brother Alexander Winifred who runs much more speedier than I do.  He has won several first places in different competitions around the nation – I have yet to even catch up my own mother.

Probably it was the winds that helped me.  They had perhaps puffed outwards on my back, pushing me along.  But one thing for sure is that I felt completely refreshed after that.

Dancing Stress Relief

Dancing is portrayed as a form of self-expression.  how you express yourself is your own art, your own piece, not through words, but through movement.  Do you know that sometimes, the pressure cooker heats up too much it just feels like exploding? (Photo credits to Faidzal Annuar)

Dancing is portrayed as a form of self-expression.  How you express yourself is your own art, your own piece, not through words, but through movement.  Do you know that sometimes, the pressure cooker heats up too much it just feels like exploding? (Photo credits to Faidzal Annuar)

There is something about dance and good music that disconnects the clamps in the ligaments and gives some form of liberty to the inner core.  It constructs a feeling of directed waywardness and pronounces every movement in such a way that is beautiful and attractive to the eye.  It does wonders to the mind – did I ever tell you what positive psychology is all about? Well, I will, soon.  I sort of realized it a few years back when I watched a little practice.

Once I got home, I put what I studied in written ink.  It really did not feel that bad.  And here is what I got.

As the sun rose and its rays rippled through the dewy air, a group of women in their late 50s and 60s danced in tune to the music of the 80’s. They followed suit as their trainer shouted, “Left, right! Now, right, left!” and moved their feet as demonstrated.

I watched as they slid around a small portion of the basketball court where they practiced. It was the great way to start off the day.

Line-dancing is a beautiful form of relaxing and exercise. But why line-dance? Actually, it does not really matter what kind of dance you like to do. Relaxing means not having to follow a rigid structure of rules. So this means any dance style will do.

Relaxing means allowing your cramped-up mind to unlock so that your thoughts are able to wander freely. It is just like a pressure-cooker half-filled with soup that has been boiling for the last 15 hours. You forgot to add in water, and when you finally realize, the heat inside the pot has increased, so you switch it off, open the cover, and release all the steam. Your mind is like that. You need to open it up and let all the pressure out, and dancing is one nice way to do that.

Some think that dancing is for crazy freaks. However, that’s not true. They do not just belong to the club or ballroom. Whenever you feel like it, you can simply turn on the stereo really loud and waggle to your heart’s content. Of course, you need to check if your neighborhood conforms to booming music in the middle of the night. You need to see if your neighborhood is “open-minded’, too. Once a week should not hurt, though.

However, if you are uncomfortable with the idea of dancing alone, then you might as well hit the clubs. It’s fun, if you know the moves. Just make sure you don’t end up in trouble.

I like hip-hop dancing to rap music. It’s much better than making pointless (or obscene) gestures in the air. I prefer to do it alone, so some nights when I am in the house by myself, I would shut the windows, turn on my hi-fi, and dance away my worries.

I don’t think I’ll stop here, anyway. One day I may have my own dance club, and me and my team members would be getting ourselves involved in international dance competitions like the International Dance Challenge in New Jersey, USA.

But I’ll see about it. There’s no need to rush everything like the world will end this year 2012. It all probably depends on the level of pressure I have in my head that’ll be waiting to burst out-and I hope that doesn’t happen.

Whatever it is, dancing can help release the build-up of tension in your mind and body. I have been there, done that, and I know it works.

So if you want, turn off the lights and start wiggling around to the music. Chris Brown’s
“You Look Better With The Lights Off,” perhaps?


– The author dances whenever she can as her own way of relaxing, whether in her room, in the parks, or at the roadsides.  She hopes to be able to find a connection between the art of dance and drama to produce therapeutical effects.

Red Scarlet