Been watching his movies nonstop for the past several days, starting with “S u r g a Y a n g T a k D i r i n d u k an 2” at the bioskop 😉
Unlike my BFF of yonks who thinks she has a chance with a Tony Award-winning Broadway actor (who has a lot of time for his fans, admittedly), this realist knows that even though the probability that R e z a plays on the other team and rides the Hershey Highway is almost certain… it doesn’t make a bleddy difference. As covetable as he is, we might as well be living on different planets ~ his world and mine… never the twain shall meet. He’s just a dream. A fantasy. An escape.
My mental escape.
My escape from all that beleaguer and weigh me down. An escape from what IS to what I wish things WERE.
I am just so T-I-R-E-D of the way things are now. The way things are going, I don’t think there is any change in sight and the prospect of that weighs me down like no other.
So I escape into the virtual arms of this talented, insightful, sensitive, intense man… whose immense talent allows him to play a myriad of vastly different roles to the hilt, like no one else can. A consummate actor whose dark good looks don’t exactly make it difficult to glue my eyes to screen, either 😅
I want my own Dr. S y a r i e f. I don’t want to have to dumb down anymore.
**pics are from the @official p i l a r e z IG account.
It’s not a private blog yet no one comes to read except me… so it might as well be a private one. I can be as self-absorbed as I wanna be and who’s going to give a shite?
I like that I have been writing every day… albeit silly, superficial stuff. Just letting the fingers fly over the keyboard with whatever it is that is on my mind at that. particular. moment.
I can’t fast yet today. Was hoping to be able to mandi at Fajr just now and fast… but no… the odds are not in my favour to have less than 6 days to ‘pay back’ come Syawal. The Mr is going to be gone on his travels soon after Eid, I hope to finish my puasa ganti and puasa 6 by then, انشاءالله.
Downloading “Zindagi Milegi Na Dobara” (in essence: YOLO, literal translation: “Won’t Get Another Life”) because Farhan Akhtar is in it. Flavour of the moment…. after seeing him in “Dil Dhadakne Do” (Let The Heart Beat). Brill in “Rock On” too. Talented chap ~ actor, singer, lyricist, director, producer, screenplay writer. Easy on the eyes too… (I can almost hear my youngest go, “Mummmm..” whilst rolling his eyes. What??? #marriednotburied OK? LOLOL)
Today also marks the day I make an attempt at continuing Allahyarhamha Mummy’s tradition. I know it won’t be Eid for Dad if there aren’t any rendang/lemang/kari ayam/ketupat/kuah kacang. So… akak nak cuba masak Rendang Tok (the kind of rendang Mum used to favour) for the pestaim today. Wismilak. Hopefully it will be edible. If it turns out OK, I will attempt to cook it for Eid. Hamakgaddd… wot am I saying?