Saturday, July 18, 2009

Harry who?

Just been to see Harry Potter - the Half Blood Prince - and for those that don't know that's a reference to Severus Snape....who managed finally to become the Professor to the Dark Arts - or should that be "against" - ah that's for you to work out. Go see the film - it's awesome.

A great collaboration between good and evil, between light and dark, between boy and girl - I guess only a gay man could have come up with that triptych of a sentence. Ah well, that's what you get for reading my blog. It's incredible how the saga of a boy wizard has captured the imagination of millions - if not billions. I heard the other day that Bollywood has even plagiarised (read copied) the format and released Hari Puttar last year which is an Indian spoof on the fabulously successful format. Are muggles and dalits too close to for comfort?

Anyway, off to my Arabic class tomorrow morning - that has nothing to do with Harry Potter, but it's rather intriguing.

More on that next time........

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Peaceful abandon

The fans whir above my head as I sit at a chunky glass topped table in a sumptuous villa in the green lush canopy that is Bali. I have joined my good friend Chris for his birthday celebration and what a wondrous place to celebrate such an anniversary.

All day I have been lazing around doing absolutely nothing - except ruminating of course.
But it has been blissful watching the butterflies flit around and listening to the haunting chants of a nearby Hindu temple, mingled with the cling clang of gamelan.

Being out here, literally in the middle of nowhere, has been splendid for forgetting Singapore - the speedy pace of life there, the cars, the sale mania....as I turn my head to think of the next line I see an azure blue sky getting ready to let the stars come out in preparation for night time and it's full of fluttering kites; eagles, airplanes, butterflies and other winged wonders - soaring, soaring.

Guests will be descending very soon for a delicious dinner (well I hope it will be delicious, the party boy is a chef after all). There will no doubt be lots of martinis, camp chandeliers, purple potato and duck curry - with a sparkling birthday cake to finish it all off.

I can't wait.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

"It's not my fault, it's how I'm programmed to function"








Well what a headline.
A great way to admonish oneself of all guilt, responsibility and more.

A line from a Lily Allen song called "Fear". It's what we're all wracked by; all-consuming petrifying paranoia about what may be, what should be and what life may throw at you: forcing you to be.

Gripping life, shaking it scuppering its pre-ordained tapestry of what we're supposed to be.
Where are we going?
I feel a Carrie Bradshaw kind of format coming on here....is that normal? Should I be concerned? Or, should I simply let the creative juices flow: after all plagiarism is the greatest form of flattery, isn't it?

How are we programmed?
More questions than we could possibly answer; why is the human frame so obsessed with interrogations? Punctuating our presence on earth with a myriad of mind-boggling cul-de-sacs of non-consequence.

I give up - it's the hard-wiring.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it...!