Love Drunk

You might, if you meet with me, find me strange, for I have just listened to my ringtone list and discovered a bit of inspiration from there for my university project.

So far I have conjured up three women in love, and vying for the the attention, of two men.  One of the women has a panic issue and appears to fall into hysteria anytime (“My heart is but weak!”).  Another woma is very adamant about her choice and goes out her way to “claim”  her man (“I do not care! Leave him to me!”).  The other girl is a pessimist, or otherwise an optimist (“There are other fishes in the sea, my father used to tell me”).

Thus Woman A a.k.a. the Hysteric has fallen for a tiny little man whose voice does not yet seem to have surpassed puberty.  In fact, he acts a bit too gay for a man.  That is just how Jeremy is.

Then there is also Sean, for whom Miss Catwoman has a thing, and with whome Miss Catwoman is very much in love.

When it comes to movies, films, plays, dramas, and the like, what really matters is the script.  And then the cast of characters, the actors and actresses.  What prop and set-up required because these are crucial for the enactment of the drama about to set forth.

LoveDrunk

Love is a muddled mess in reality.  But when it comes to the movies… I lick my lips.

The cast resembles my puppets; but here I move my actors and actresses without twitching a single muscle.

Well, let us just wait and see; the classes are not to begin until next week.

Red Scarlet

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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)