the cool uncle

Apiz is officially an uncle. he has a new niece. i heard she's a hot chick. i'm sure she is. and Apiz said his niece can just call him Apek. cool la u babe! hehehe...

for my hero

i could still remember clearly the days when u carried me from the back seat of ATOYOT without having to wake me up to the bed when i fell asleep in the car. i could still remember the mornings u woke me up and force me to bath for me to go to school. i could still remember u coming home from a jog and i thought u were Abang and i confidently described u very round just like the fan which u were hiding behind then and when i knew it was u, i think i blushed coz i realised i got the wrong person but u tickled me till i can barely breathe. the memory of u hugging me mid-running down st.teresa's hill after receiving UPSR results is still vivid in my mind. u jumping on the plane to KL and drive up to sri iskandar coming to my rescue i considered very heroic. u changing the punctured tyre on hari raya when i was the one driving the car with my girlfriends i thought very gentleman of u. there are so many more memories of us floating through my mind right now and they make me miss u so very much right at this moment. being a little girl that i was, i think i was closer to u than i was to Mak.

even when sometimes i think u dont understand me, i know u only want what's best for me. i know u'r doing your duty as a father, u'r looking out for your daughter the best way possible, above all, in your very own unique way. thank u Bapak for what u have done for me for all these years. i can never ask for a better man in my life as my Father. now that i've grown up, u can stop worrying bout me, well at least a little bit, and i will take care of you now..

happy Bapak's day, Mr Junaidi S.! I Love You~

reliving the moment

there are things in life that are so truly beautiful that cant be captured through the lens of the camera. be it digital camera, classic oldskool camera or a hi-tech SLR; none can capture the beauty which lies in front of the naked eyes. like the recurring identical houses in Jalan Bangkok, Penang – which caught me in awe when a friend first brought me to that street. standing at one end of the street, the similar pattern of old building design on both sides of the street create a perfect perspective vision thru the lens of the naked eye, but through the lens of the camera, it will only send the message of a bunch of old looking semi-D’s with outdated design. the viewer of the picture will not experience the beauty of Jalan Bangkok like those who have set foot on the road itself. also, like the face of those whom we love. at times, we may be apart from the person we love, and we’ll miss them like crazy, like we can’t stand another minute without these people being close. at those times, we look for something that could help us ease the feeling and make us feel better, at least a little bit. we try look for a picture in the pictures folder, or an album; we look into the inbox of our hps to find an old text; we look into the box to search for the gift they gave us once; we look everywhere to get anything that could remind us of them that might just help us miss those people less. we might find those things, and they could help us a little. some might smile or laugh just by looking at what was found. some might smile and cry for what found was comforting, yet at the same time the feeling is still there, may be greater. i myself have looked into the album – both the book and inside my hard disk – to find a picture of him that could help me relive the recent two days of my life when we spend most of the waking hours together. and what did i found? nothing. why? cause the dummy me didn’t even take a picture of him at that time. why? simply because i was so bahagia at that time and i realised i could only experience it alive at that time, and my camera couldn’t capture that moment as beautifully as my heart. so i put my camera aside, and just live that moment then. and now, i’m reliving it in my head, everything is still fresh like it just happened just now. the memory might slowly fade as i grow older by day – unlike the memory printed on a picture – but i’m happy that i fully rejoice the moment by heart and not wasted a single minute trying to put an incomparable feeling on a film.

so people, if you ever come across a place or a moment that are just too good to be fitted in the tiny viewfinder of your camera, just forget about the device for a tiny moment. even if you’re a loyal lomographer who bows to rule #2, just let that toy camera hang loosely on your neck for a while. just enjoy what’s before you full-heartedly and you won’t regret it. now, go find that special moment!

p/s: i still miss u despite all the writings :)