Sunday, April 12, 2009

stuck

i want you to hold my hand and pull me out.
let's walk, let's talk, let's see the world.

i want you to breathe so heavily
and my lungs be filled.

let's run, let's laugh.

i want you to look at me
and i'll close my eyes in peace.

let's dance, let's hear the music.

i want you to be with me and together be amazed.]let's run, let's run. let's see the world.
are we stuck? i wish we know.
time will let us.
someday.

maybe.
maybe.

Photo Source: flickr.com

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

maktub


Made me remember the movement and streets of City of God. Made me remember the realism and substance of Trainspotting. I have to say one of the best that i've watched recently. A great turn out of slum experiences of Jamal for that staggering money. He is a genius? He cheated? It is written? Turns out that "it's written". Made me remember the Arab word "maktub" as used by Coelho in The Alchemist. In the film, "it is written" is "destiny". Spoken like an aphorism. Well destiny it is then for Jamal's series of unfortunate and turn-out-to-be-fortunate events. It is written. Makes sense.


Film: Slumdog Millionaire, Photo from
theactivist.org