Eat Pray Love... Book vs Movie

I just love Julia Roberts... Her smile and the sounds of her laughter....

I first read the book... and now the movie... Still unable to decide which one I prefer...
But then, I'd just love the movie for having Julia Roberts.... Liz Gilbert character is nicely blended with Julia....

Eat Pray Love The Movie.....
For those who have read the book, surely the movie is not the exact version... Of course Italy, India and Bali are all there... Some 'modifications' added.... but I feel like some emotional bonding was lacking...
What I like in Italy... was the food... and the Italian-style hand gestures... quite funny there...
And you will just feel like having lots and lots of pasta... spaghetti, fettucine, linguini... carbonara, marinara... and the big thin pizza...
What I like in India... seeing Julia in the green saree with a small 'sanggul'.... very decent look...
In Bali.... you'll like everything in Bali... starting with Ketut, the funny old, Balinese medicine man... then Christine Hakim as Wayan... what lacking here, I feel was the emotional bonding between Liz and Wayan... in the book, you can feel the bonding... but in the movie, it simply show Liz collecting money for Wayan but why and what made her do that???? ....

Afraid to fall in love again... as she doesn't want to loose the balance she newly found...
And the wise guy.... of course Mr Ketut Liyer....

Tired....

Arrggggghhhhh.... Wanted so much to shout out loud... Tired of trying to go here and there, do this and that as the obligations required to.... Why can't I just do what I want, how I want????... But again..... (sigh)...

After being bored to be lectured and lectured, I knew I needed to be out... Went to town, to the place where I normally rent the books and novels only to find that the shop was closed.... I just need a light-type of reading material... and that should be novels (from my section of course....) to loosen up a bit... How frustrating to see the shop closed again...

So, I went to the Chowrasta... second-hand bookshops... used to go there a lot... stopped going there since I found 'Novel House' to rent books like 4 years ago....
And the uncle (a mamak of course) upon seeing me there, said... "lama tak datang?"...
I smiled, thinking in my mind "does he really still remember me??"...
Then he started to take out all the books of my section... mcnaught, quinn, devaraux, nicholas sparks etc... and I smiled... telling myself... 'yes. he remembers me well..."
And he looks the same just how I remembered him.... like the aging stop with him.... good for him... and his photographic mind... that's how they keep the business going afterall....

And tonite.... I hope to start reading the novel I got this evening....
Still have 3 other books... not the light-type reading material...
For now, I just need...
to read without repeating the sentences....
to read and knowing that it will be happily ever after ending....
to read without deep thinking....

Taare Zameen Par... Every Child Is Special...

I watched this Hindi movie last nite... the full 3 hours, ignoring my father's hints of the 'forum perdana ehwal islam' on the other channel... haven't watched any hindi movie for quite long time.... during shah rukh khan era aka my study time, we used to watched those hindi vcds... sometimes up till 3am and skipped the morning classes..... :)

anyway... i like the way the story being told... about a rebellious young boy who suffers from dyslexia... how he was mistreated by everyone... how he lost his self confident... and how saying "i don't want to'' is much much easier than "i don't know" after all that happened..... and how he was made realized that he was in the same group with great guys of the world.... and the pride afterward....

sometimes, rather that saying i don't know, i used to pretend knowing... for different reasons...
sometimes.... it was just to get the conversation goes on....
sometimes.... it was a way to get a close look of the skeletons in the closets...
but most of the times.... just to show that I was not ignorant....

as time running (to some it may be flying though)... and me being older now... i agree that to just plainly say 'i don't know' is sometimes the best... and in the current environment, knowing less is better i guess...!!!

i cried over the movie last nite... thank goodness it was just my mother and me...
and she cried too...
good job aamir khan... no wonder srk is no longer at the top....

Another year gone... Part 2

And the wishes continued the following day... with cake, gifts and friends....
Thanks to all....

The three free slices of cakes were for the three of us with birthdays in this month... Thanks to the girls....






And from friends at work... Mr Natural, Mr L, Kak N and Kak CT.. with the exact candles lagi... but then, age is just a number, right!.. Thanks for the cake, the gifts and the friendships...

And my new adik... miss colourful & ceria macam channel 611 astro tu... all the way from putrajaya.... datang penang lagi tau!... hihihi....

Another year gone....

This time last year, I was in Germany... a short, 3-day business trip...
In 3 countries on my birthday... klia, bangkok airport and germany...

In penang this year.... started receiving birthday wishes as early as 12.00am... while I was peacefully sleeping...

And the wishes continued... fb, sms and calls... no cards??? hmm... thanks for all the wishes...
Happy being reminded that I'm older now???... ;)
But I'm sure happy to be remembered....

Thanks again....