First entry, I’m typing from my mobile. Unfortunately due to the hot weather lately my laptop heats up easily. Maybe I should buy a cooler plate. Truthfully I am a nerd inside: 3 things I can’t live without will be my cell phone; my laptop and of course, books. I Love books! I can wonder for hours around the bookstore or the library. When I was younger usually I went MIA during family shopping trips and be found later snuggled near the shelves of Enid Blyton’s or Sweet Valley’s. Books that started my reading hobby were ladybird learn to read stories and Archie comics. They use to cost my dad less than ten and being the responsible father a weekend to the bookstore become a ritual for our family. A genre wiser, switching from fiction to most non fiction I start my own writing in hopes of providing privilege insights how books enrich and change my life. Contrary to popular beliefs I do believe everything I read n I credit to books I have read growing up for my twisted mind (in a good way). I dream of being a freelance travel writer so I figure I had to start from somewhere, a blog post can be my sparring ground. And in time who knows I might realize my dream after all.
My first review will be the all-American genre, chic-lit. I saw the movie before reading the book: the famous Cecilia Ahern P.S. I Love You. (I saw it on a 13-hour business flight back to Malaysia) To tell you the truth, I like the movie much better; maybe Gerard Butler as the leading man is an injustice comparison. The novel was somewhat slow, I stop somewhere in the middle and restart back after a month switching to something more fast pace in the middle. The character development was good however I think the plot became too exaggerated. It was suppose to be a letter from the dead husband to advice the woman to live life and move which turn into a one year stint and somehow making it harder for the woman to let go. But you’ll like the choice of words, the setting of beautiful Irish background and the supporting friends and family. You will feel at home at how normal the characters are develop, something you can relate to yourself even. This woman is very much dependent on her life partner, who does not have a clue what to do with her life because most of the time she lived for two. She can’t even decide if she needed a bedside lamp let alone choose a career! I’m sure there are thousands of these kinds of character even in Malaysia alone.
To relate it with real life is easy, but to really understand how people need each other and sometimes up to a point of unbearable pain that they just give up living when their other half is gone, that require a very high reasoning skills. When I go to work every day, I will pass by a cemetery where at 7.20 a.m. an ‘atuk’ (Grandfather) will sit by a grave and recite the ‘Yasin’ (holy prayers read by Muslims). It is a sight to behold. My mum said he’s reciting for his late wife. At first you wander what kind of mistake that he did that he was there every day without fail except for rainy days. But throw out the prejudice, you appreciate how he misses his wife and see how diligent he commits to his wife without fail even after her death. One day I hope I will be appreciated even in my death like his late wife. Insya Allah.
Relating the story above, I know there are some who jump at the opportunity to marry another. Yeah, maybe they moved on, maybe time to heal is shorter for them. Maybe their side of the story should be taken in as well. I know someone who got married just 4 months after his wife died, but his part of the story is he loves his wife dearly. No doubt, his wife was paralyzed due to stroke and he had been taking care of her until her death. He should be praise for his patience but most just slashed at his aftermath. I was one of them at first; I do have a habit of do first think later. But I regret what I said and think back, it is time for someone to take care of him, he deserves it. =)
"The two people I love the most. Al-Fatihah to my Grandmother Wan Maznah who passed away March 2009"
To have someone you love so deep die and never could rise again after that is something I haven’t yet felt but I hope I will be strong enough. I know there are rules of individuality in a relationship where you keep your individualism to contain your independence from your partner. But how far does this individualism goes; do you still get crushed when he/she is gone? How dependent is too dependent that you can’t seem to move on after his/her passing? Is there such thing as love until death does us apart? I have seen this kind of love from the Atuk every morning before I go to work. I hope I do receive this kind of love but I hope the pain of passing through without the ones you love is something I can bear. Please God help me if the burden is too much for me. Amin…..
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