Aku,hujan,terowong moto dan fakulti

Hari ni merupakan hari yang sungguh mencabar bagi aku. Bukan mencabar ape pun, cuma semasa aku dalam perjalanan menuju ke Shah Alam, tiba-tiba hujan turun dengan lebat. (Memang lebat sangat sampai visibility aku jatuh sehingga 50 meter sahaja.) Aku fikir adalah kurang waras sekiranya aku meneruskan perjalanan meredah hujan dalam keadaan motor aku yang serba kekurangan. Jadi aku pun membuat keputusan untuk berhenti sebentar di dalam terowong laluan motorsikal di Lebuh Raya Persekutuan.

Setelah mendapatkan 'port' yang baik, aku pun menanggalkan baju hujan untuk dikeringkan sambil menyalakan sebatang rokok untuk dihisap (ya,ya, aku tahu rokok membahayakan kesihatan). Kemudian mataku mula menular meneliti keadaan sekeliling di dalam terowong tersebut. Sedang aku melihat lantai, tiba-tiba mataku terpandang objek-objek kecil yang berada di atas lantai itu. Aku terkejut kerana objek-objek kecil itu adalah taburan paku-paku kecil yang aku rasa mampu untuk digunakan untuk memaku dan menyiapkan sebuah pondok kecil untuk orang berteduh ketika menunggu durian jatuh.

Hatiku berkata."Giler, ni paku ni ada kat sini sebab buruh-buruh yang buat terowong ini lupa nak sapu atau ini kerja orang-orang yang cuba mencari makan dengan menampal tayar motosikal yang pancit di tengah jalan?". Hishh! Bahaya sungguh. Nyaris tayar motorsikal aku nak kena paku. Kalau kena, mati la aku kat tengah jalan tuh. Dah la aku tidak cukup duit untuk menampal tayar kalau tiba-tiba bocor (untuk pengetahuan anda, kadar biasa untuk menampak tiub di bengkel moto adalah sebanyak RM10, tapi kalau anda menggunakan khidmat kutu tampal tayar ini, bayarannya akan meningkat sehingga 3 kali ganda iaitu sebanyak RM30).

Atas sebab ini lah aku tidak berapa gemar untuk menggunakan jalan motorsikal yang disediakan oleh pihak pengurusan Lebuh Raya Persekutuan kerana kebarangkalian untuk tayar motorsikal bocor akan meningkat sehingga ke 70 peratus angkara kutu-kutu tampal tayar ini menaburkan paku-paku kecil ditepi-tepi jalan. (Siut gle).

Ok,ok..kita sambung cerita aku tadi. Semasa aku tengah memikirkan betapa malangnya kalau sesiapa yang terkena paku-paku kecil itu, tiba-tiba aku terasa sejuk di celah kangkang aku. Setelah puas meraba kangkang sendiri, baru la aku sedar yang rupa-rupanya seluar aku basah sebab kena hujan. Jadi, aku pun cari la punca kenapa seluar aku tiba-tiba boleh basah padahal aku pakai baju dan seluar hujan. Rupa-rupanya, seluar hujan aku koyak. Cis, jadi, aku pun terus sibuk memikirkan macam mana aku nk keringkan seluar aku yang basah ini. (Dah la kesan basah itu betul-betul bole nampak sebab warna seluar jeans aku). Jadi, nak dipendekkan cerita, aku main belasah jer dengan seluar aku yang basah itu meredah masuk ke fakulti. (Nak hantar Akademik Exercise katanya).

Bersambung....

Lingkaran Kapur

'Lingkaran Kapur’ begins as an uprising takes place in Grusinia (a fictional historic country in the Caucasus). When Governor Abashvili is overthrown and beheaded, his wife, Natella, flees the new regime, leaving her infant son, Michael, behind. A palace kitchen maid, Grusha, steals the child away so that it would not fall into the hands of the new regime. Pursued by soldiers, Grusha undertakes a risky journey to carry the child to the other side of the mountains, where it will be safe, ‘adopting’ the child in the process. Two years later, when the political situation reverts, soldiers cross the mountains and takes Michael away from Grusha, charging her with kidnapping the child.

Grusha and Natella must appear in court to fight for custody of the child. Since the uprising during which the governor was overthrown, Azdak has been presiding as Judge. He is a rascal whose judicial decisions are guided not by the letter of the law, but instead by bribes and his own ideas of justice. The unconventional judge ultimately devises an unconventional scheme to decide who should be given the child – the test of the chalk circle. The results of this test convinces Azdak to award the boy to Grusha.

Review:

The play starts off with a beautiful dance scene choreographed by Mr. Hamzah Tahir himself. I personally think the first scene was superb. All of the movements are synchronized and followed the beat accordingly. I am amazed with the fact that the entire script was adapted into Bahasa Malaysia and it has reached its highest standard in terms of delivering the message to the audience.

All of the casts and crews that were involved in the process had given up their 100 percent in making sure that showcase is at its highest point. Since Saturday was their second show, i can totally understand the fact that some of them were starting to show the sign of fatigue. But, they managed to cover it with the jokes and ad-libs that appeared in the middle of the show.

Even though the show started off quite slow during the first part, i personally think that they had managed to make a spectacular comeback during the second part right after the intermission. Plus, the 1Malaysian element that was slipped in the show managed to capture and sent a direct message towards the audience.

However, the singing from the narrator somehow had put the show into an awkward moment. I don't know whether the narrator was meant to sing like that (its totally out of tune) or maybe it was entirely done with a purpose. The set that was constructed for the play was superbly cool and it has also achieved its true purpose which is to make the audience felt like they were in the play as well as the cast. Kudos to those who are involved directly and indirectly with the showcase. In overall, i would give 3.5 out 5 for it.

Algorithm and me dont get along that well..Trust me

I strongly believe that i ll never understand women even if i ever got the chance to understand them. Even if i were given extra time to study them...Trust me, it ll never work. Why do i say this? Maybe its because sometimes deep down inside of me, i truly want to understand how women work..But in reality, i personally think its just a waste of time.

In fact, half of my life up until now are spent on trying to figure out how their algorithm work. To make things much more worse, i am totally bad with math...Bad combination i guess..Hoho..tonight it was my first time that i got rejected by approaching a girl in a club...Even though it sucks but i felt glad because i finally had the balls to face my worst enemy which is myself..Still, me and ma hommies had a lot of fun together (like any other Saturday night, we party like there is no tomorrow)..Later, we went down to cool ourselves down at Nz Garden and we literally got to cool ourselves (Thanks to the downpour at 4 o'clock in the morning)

I dont think even our whole life are put into a series of committment in learning to understand women, we wont be able to figure out just how complicated they are...Like what Ida Nerina said in 'Sepet', " You dont have to understand us, your main job is to love us" (lebih kurang macam tuh la)..Owh ya forgot to mention about 'Lingkaran Kapur Putih'..I ll do that in my next entry..

This is me..i am out