Girls and Boys

I found this interesting story from an unknown website which I discovered during stumbling. Just wanna share it with all readers!

Girls are like
apples on trees. The best
ones are at the top of the tree.
The boys don't want to reach for
the good ones because they are afraid
of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they
just get the rotten apples from the ground
that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples
at the top think something is wrong with
them, when in reality, they're amazing.
They just have to wait for the right
boy to come along, the one
who's brave enough
to climb
all the way
to the top
of the tree.

Slumdog Millionaire

Yesterday I went to watch Slumdog Millionaire at Pavilion's GSC. As you all may already know, everyone around the world has been talking about Slumdog Millionaire since it's big winning at the 66th Golden Globe Awards recently. It won all four of the Golden Globe Awards it was nominated for, including Best Drama Film and Best Director. Slumdog Millionaire has also been nominated for 10 categories in the 2009 Academy Awards, including Best Picture, Best Director, Best Adapted Screenplay and Best Cinematography.

Slumdog Millionaire is adapted from a novel entitled Q and A written by Indian author, Vikas Swarup. It tells the story of a young man named Jamal from Mumbai's slum who enters the Indian version of Who Wants to be a Millionaire?. He answers all the questions correctly and nobody including doctors and lawyers appeared on the game show before had ever achieved that. This arousing the suspicion of an individual who thinks Jamal had been cheating. He then sends Jamal to the law enforcement officials.

So what makes Slumdog Millionaire so special and won numerous awards? For me personally, Slumdog Millionaire is a very RARE movie. It is not just rare but EXTRAORDINARY too. It is an extraordinary movie that is very hard to be found nowadays. It is definitely an Oscar worth. Please go watch this movie. I am sure you will agree with me!

One of the scenes from Slumdog Millionaire

Note: The Best Picture of the 2008 Academy Awards, No Country for Old Men is another rare+extraordinary movie. Please watch this movie too. Or at least read the original novel (the same name) written by Cormac McCarthy.

Orang Rumah

Pagi tadi saya ke Bangunan PERKIM di Jalan Ipoh, Kuala Lumpur untuk satu mesyuarat. Kesesakan lalu lintas di Lebuh Raya KL-Seremban sangat serius. Selepas plaza tol Sungai Besi pemandu saya menggunakan terowong SMART untuk ke Jalan Tun Razak. Tapi terowong SMART juga sesak seperti di luar. Perjalanan dari Putrajaya ke Jalan Ipoh pagi tadi mengambil masa 1 jam 30 minit. Gila, bukan?

Apa yang menariknya, semasa di Lebuh Raya KL-Seremban tadi saya ternampak seorang pemandu kereta Proton Persona yang bercukur sambil memandu keretanya. Saya rasa begitulah keadaanya jika kesesakan lalu lintas telah menjadi sebahagian daripada rencah hidup warga kota. Semua perkara boleh dibuat apabila terperangkap dalam kesesakan lalu lintas. Makan, minum, memakai tali leher adalah antara perkara yang biasa saya lakukan apabila terperangkap dalam kesesakan begitu. Teringat saya kepada seorang rakan yang tinggal di Selayang. Hampir tiap-tiap hari dia berbuka puasa di dalam kereta semasa di bulan puasa. Semuanya kerana kesesakan lalu lintas.

Perkara kedua yang menarik berlaku pada hari ini ialah perbualan antara saya dengan seorang pegawai wanita yang turut hadir bersama dalam mesyuarat pagi tadi di Bangunan PERKIM. Berikut adalah dialog antara saya bersama beliau:

Naz: Puan xxx sudah berapa lama di Bahagian ABC?

Puan xxx: 2 1/2 tahun..baru je lagi

Naz: Sebelum ni puan bertugas di mana?

Puan xxx: Klang. Saya rasa saya nak minta tukar balik ke Klang la, tak larat berulang ke Putrajaya tiap-tiap hari. Penat.

Naz: Saya faham tu. Dulu saya pun berulang alik daripada P.J. Memang penat. Traffic jam. Toll.

Puan xxx: Awak asal daripada mana?

Naz: Perak. Puan?

Puan xxx: Terengganu. Bukit Besi. Dekat Dungun. Orang rumah awak tak ada minta tukar balik Perak ke?

Naz:.......................................... (sepi!)

Dua misteri terus bermain di benak fikiran saya pada saat itu juga. Pertama, kalau saya ada orang rumah sekalipun, bagaimana Puan xxx boleh yakin bahawa dia juga orang Perak. Kedua, muka saya ni muka macam orang yang dah ada orang rumah ke?