Monday, May 30, 2005

Never Underestimate the Power of the Dark Side



Emperor Codger: Lord TBRL*, can you hear me?

Darth TBRL: Yes Master. Where is my nasi lemak? Is it safe? Is it alright?

Emperor Codger: It seems in your hunger, you ate it.

Darth TBRL: I... I couldn’t have. I only had the cekodok. It was there. I smelt the sambal.

[pause]

Darth TBRL: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!


* To be revealed later




It started when several Jedi’s decided to convene in Central London for the weekend. Nahar Café was the meeting point of choice. In the Jedi timeline, “0930 hours” mean absolutely nothing. “Linear-time” has no place here. Suffice to say, we were there for the most of breakfast, morning tea and lunch.

We later decided to take a stroll down through Piccadilly Circus, Convent Garden and Trafalgar Square.





I sensed something... somebody was... angry... hatred... I could feel his or her anger... such power...

Who was it?





Master Idlan.
Origin: Lancaster.
The only female Jedi Master present.
The force is strong with this one.





Young Anuar.
Origin: Madrid.
Only a Jedi Knight, yet to become a Master.
I sensed great fear from him.





Master Kudo.
Origin: Sheffield.
A very admirable and knowledgeable Jedi Master.
It will be difficult to turn him.





Master Jimbo.
Origin: London
A Jedi Master who has already turned to the “West Side”.
I sensed no anger nor fear from him, only “Peace”.





Queen Ja.
Origin: Kuala Lumpur
Not a Jedi, but may come in useful if she could be turned.













There was definitely a strong shift in the Force.

Who shall turn over to the Dark Side?














Someone did...









Arise, Darth Kudo...






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Thursday, May 19, 2005

I Am No Jedi

As the origin of Darth Vader unfolded right before my eyes, I couldn’t help but to feel slightly sympathetic towards him.


In Episode 1, we learned that Anakin Skywalker was born into slavery and fatherless. He showed remarkable signs of bravery and intelligence.


As if it wasn’t bad enough for the rest of us men; at the tender age of nine, he built his first android and managed to seduce the beautiful Queen of Naboo who was five years older than him. (I bet he used that dirty Jedi Mind Trick on her)





In Episode 2, we learned how he trained to be a Jedi and how he became emotional upon learning the death of his mother.


He also lost his right hand to a more powerful Sith Lord in a duel, but managed to reach fourth base (look up “home run”) with the Queen in the end, and secretly married her.


In Episode 3...

Anakin Skywalker has become a resourceful, intelligent, compassionate, unselfish and brave young man. He was a Jedi Knight, and a powerful one at that.

We soon learn that these characteristics... all these traits...

However brave...

However powerful...

However compassionate...

All the goodness and kindness in him...

Were utterly useless...

....when his emotions... his feelings... got the better of him.





His love for the woman of his life was so strong, so great... that the fear of losing her... was just unbearable to him.

To him, life without her, would be to have no life at all.

He reached a point where all logic were absent in his thinking.

He had only one goal to achieve; to forever be with the woman whom he love.





When all else didn’t matter to him, people took advantage of him.

He was manipulated.

He was used to achieve the goals of others.

He was used... for the purpose of evil.



Love can truly be a powerful thing...

When it comes to love...

He is fragile... and weak...


And that was the main cause of the fall...

Of the most powerful Jedi ever.







If this happened to the most powerful Jedi of all, what hope could a single mortal man have?



A Jedi shall not know anger.


Nor hatred.


Nor love.







But alas, I am nothing at all like Anakin Skywalker...


.... or am I?








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The Force Is Strong With This One




Every generation has a legend


Every journey has a first step


Every saga has a new beginning







Aus Liebe zum Automobil...




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Sunday, May 08, 2005

My longing for that one ice cream




I’m sure that over the years, everyone would have had their fair share of different ice cream. Be it the various flavours from the simplistic vanilla, chocolate and strawberry to the more exuberant Haagen Daz’s offerings like Cookies & Cream, Coffee Crumble, Double Dutch and Chocolate Chip Cookie. Of course they come served in different ways as well; on a stick, in a cone, in a rolled-up wafer biscuit and even in a cup or a bowl.

I am in an absolute predicament.

Out of the hundreds and millions of different ice cream that are out there, I came across this particular ice cream that I took a fancy. Over a length of time, I came to know about this ice cream, to learn about its past and where it came from; I was intrigued.

For whatever reason, I took this ice cream under my wing and cared for it. I soon learned what it likes and dislikes. I knew when to turn the temperature down when it gets too hot. I knew when it needs to get back in the freezer once it’s been out for a while. My affections for this ice cream grew over a period of time.

I soon came to realise that this was the ice cream for me. I wanted it to be the only ice cream for the rest of my sugar-coated life. I knew I could be happy with this ice cream.

However, it was not only my affections that have been building up inside me; my desire to have this ice cream grew even more.





I wanted it between my lips. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to lick it inch by inch. I wanted it to melt in my mouth.

I wanted it so badly.

So badly.

Real bad.

Alas, I cannot have it.

As much as I want to deny it, I must face up to the truth.

This ice cream... was never meant for me.

And one day, someone else will have this ice cream.

Not me.

It will hurt, yes definitely. The pain will be downright unbearable.

It is already painful enough as it is.

The point is, should I wait for that day to happen?

To see my ice cream being taken away before my very eyes?

Or should I leave the ice cream now, while I still can?

Should I just forget about this ice cream and start shaping and building a new life with another?

There are so many different flavours of ice cream out there. Why am I so fixated on this particular one?

Am I mental? Or just plain foolish?

As long as this ice cream is around me, I will still keep on hoping.

Hoping for a day... that will never come.





Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes...



....it's letting go.



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Back For Good


Back For Good

Artist: Take That
Title: Back For Good
Year: 1995
Songwriter: Gary Barlow



I guess now it's time for me to give up
I feel it's time
Got a picture of you beside me
Got your lipstick mark still on your coffee cup
Got a fist of pure emotion
Got a head of shattered dreams
Gotta leave it, gotta leave it all behind now


Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it
I just want you back for good
Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it
You'll be right and understood


Unaware but underlined I figured out this story
It wasn't good
But in the corner of my mind I celebrated glory
But that was not to be
In the twist of separation you excelled at being free
Can't you find a little room inside for me


Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it
I just want you back for good
Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it
You'll be right and understood


And we'll be together, this time is forever
We'll be fighting and forever we will be
So complete in our love
We will never be uncovered again


Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it
I just want you back for good
Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it
You'll be right and understood


I guess now it's time...


.....that you came back for good.




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