3 Idiots

A rollercoaster ride of emotion...bursting to stitches in laughter...heartfelt moments...

Truth be told, I am not a fan of Hindi movie, somehow I find that their formula too predictable, in fact most of the movies do, except that in Hindi movie they'll break into a song and dance routine at every opportunity they can. Girl meets boy - song & dance, Boy leaves girl - song & dance. They meet up again, song & dance.


Now this 3 Idiots didn't venture away from that formula, but the way its being delivered had me glied to the idiot box. Maybe because it about 'engineering' & that's why it took my interest, but I honestly can watch it again. Even the boy enjoyed itm The mrs cried bucketloads. Hehe..

It certainly wasn't up to cinema paradiso cinematography but it still had me on stitches. A good watch.

Bye Palm, I'm now a Crackberry.

My dear Centro,

With a heavy heart I have to leave you, even though I'm still in love with you. All the years we spent did have a special place in my heart, and I will cherish those moments. Its hard to find someone like you and every time I wish that I'm still with you. When I'm with the other, I wish that it was you But alas, we have come to a crossroad in our life where we want different things and I know that I can't be what you want me to be.

My dear, even though we are apart I still have a soft spot for you in my heart and I wish that we could be together again sometime in the future. I do hope that you will flourish with your choice and wish you all the best. I will miss you.

Seeking solace in words

Just gotten my reading spirit revived this week, thanks to the discovery of another the same book for less bookshop near my workplace. As far as I can remember, I have been mesmerized by words that are beautifully strung together to form sentences, sentences forming paragraphs and paragraphs forming a story line.

I would just have myself immersed in the story and as much ad I hate to admit, a good read would keep me awake at night. I can't stand the fact that I need to sleep in order to rest as the next page that I'm missing seems to taunt me, coaxing me to open the next one and the next one and the next one.

I would envy people who could construct a beautiful sentence from normally used words, also for the life of me can't even quote any quotes that I have read. Nonetheless, it never detract me from reading. As for writing, I think I would just stick to reading peoples had wrote whilst imagining that someday I would be able to do the same.