10 Rules of Lomography:
1. Take your LOMO everywhere you go and whenever you go.
2. Use it any time - day or night.
3. Lomography is not an interference in your life, but a part of it.
4. Shoot from the hip.
5. Approach the objects of your lomographic desire as close as possible.
6. Don't think.
7. Be fast.
8. You don't have to know beforehand what you've captured on film.
9. You don't have to know afterwards, either.
10. Don't worry about the rules.
Sunday, October 28
Wednesday, October 17
Tuesday, October 16
A Short Course In Bangla-lization (Bangla 101)
Bukan bangla dari negara Bangladesh, tapi bangla
in a sense of someone outside of where he's used
to, and adapting to alien environment, all the while
struggling to maintain some of the normality that
he'd used to.
Sometimes you'd see some group of 'B's in KLCC, all
dressed to the nines, taking pictures, posing banglas
and stuff. You'd tend to not understand their behaviour,
really but it's a reflex, actually.
I was in the neck of the woods in Gambela. The nearest
townwas 200km away,
a 4-hour bumpy ride on a barely-functioning 4WD. And
we only got to go there maybe once every one or two
weeks. When the time came to go to town, I actually took
extra care to make sure I have the best attire on. I even
sow a loose button on a clean shirt and cleaned my shoes
using a toothbrush.
Which is strange.
The conclusion is, when you're working hard and fun time is
kind of limited, you (B) would look forward to it.
The second thing I observed is that whenever B's ate, they'd
have a mountain of rice in front of them and a bottle of fizzy
drinks.
To me, that'd translate to an unfinished meal. You don't mix
food with gassed drinks, homes.
Well, when I had my meal in Kobenhavn (and here) I did
have a mountain of rice with me. And a bottle of Coke.
The iced coke tasted like heaven.
And I finished the meal.
The conclusion is, when you're a B, you'd tend to be hungrier
and thirstier than you'd normally be. You'd appreciate meals
more. It's true. You'd appreciate even the most basics of
meals.
Thirdly, although not last, is you'd see the Bs at public
phones with IDD cards (probably calling home).
I succumbed to this trait a few days ago. It's the eve of Eid,
and I have no phone in my home, so as I wandered in front
of the shops, I bought a $10 card and called home.
It's actually a good deal. You get 108 minutes.
Not bad.
As I dialled the pin code and the people walked past me on
a payphone on Hay Street, the fact suddenly dawned on me.
"Dude."
Three cheers for the general workers that flood KLIA every
day.
It seems that you can take the Bangla out of Bangladesh,
but you can never take the Bangla out of a Bangla.
That doesn't make sense.
Bukan bangla dari negara Bangladesh, tapi bangla
in a sense of someone outside of where he's used
to, and adapting to alien environment, all the while
struggling to maintain some of the normality that
he'd used to.
Sometimes you'd see some group of 'B's in KLCC, all
dressed to the nines, taking pictures, posing banglas
and stuff. You'd tend to not understand their behaviour,
really but it's a reflex, actually.
I was in the neck of the woods in Gambela. The nearest
townwas 200km away,
a 4-hour bumpy ride on a barely-functioning 4WD. And
we only got to go there maybe once every one or two
weeks. When the time came to go to town, I actually took
extra care to make sure I have the best attire on. I even
sow a loose button on a clean shirt and cleaned my shoes
using a toothbrush.
Which is strange.
The conclusion is, when you're working hard and fun time is
kind of limited, you (B) would look forward to it.
The second thing I observed is that whenever B's ate, they'd
have a mountain of rice in front of them and a bottle of fizzy
drinks.
To me, that'd translate to an unfinished meal. You don't mix
food with gassed drinks, homes.
Well, when I had my meal in Kobenhavn (and here) I did
have a mountain of rice with me. And a bottle of Coke.
The iced coke tasted like heaven.
And I finished the meal.
The conclusion is, when you're a B, you'd tend to be hungrier
and thirstier than you'd normally be. You'd appreciate meals
more. It's true. You'd appreciate even the most basics of
meals.
Thirdly, although not last, is you'd see the Bs at public
phones with IDD cards (probably calling home).
I succumbed to this trait a few days ago. It's the eve of Eid,
and I have no phone in my home, so as I wandered in front
of the shops, I bought a $10 card and called home.
It's actually a good deal. You get 108 minutes.
Not bad.
As I dialled the pin code and the people walked past me on
a payphone on Hay Street, the fact suddenly dawned on me.
"Dude."
Three cheers for the general workers that flood KLIA every
day.
It seems that you can take the Bangla out of Bangladesh,
but you can never take the Bangla out of a Bangla.
That doesn't make sense.
Friday, October 12
It's the day after.
I feel kind of strange.
Today.
Actually I managed to finish some
work, and the whole office is shutting
down at noon for some away (half) day.
Kind of discomforting to know you don't
have the luxury of a week's holiday to do
what you what you want to.
It's actualy this time of year that I'd really
relax in Kedah, or do nothing for an extended
period of time (no that's not another nickname
for 'working').
It's even sobering that up until recently, I've kind
of been away for some time, physically and mentally.
I don't know if it's deliberate or some kind of reflex,
And quite ironic to find you're suddenly in tune with
everything, when you're billions of miles away from
where you should be.
Some might disagree.
It's like I never came.
(kinda lame closing line.)
-------------------------------
When you say it's dead & gone
Yes, I know you're wrong
Cut & slash, sharpest knife
It won't die
Poison cup, drank it up
It won't die
No fire, no gun, no rope, no stone
It won't die
Why you gotta shove it in my face
As if you put me in my place
Cause I don't care
If you or me is wrong or right
Ain't gonna spend another night,
In your bed...
In your bed...
Laws of man, are just pretend
They ain't mine
Love so good, love so bad
It won't die
Some talk too long, they know it all
I just smile & move on
Words ain't free, like you & me
I don't mind...
Why'd you have to be so mean & cruel,
The dogs are loose i'm on to you
You ball & ...
Chained together from the dawn to dusk,
Can't call it leavin, cause it's just
I never came....
I feel kind of strange.
Today.
Actually I managed to finish some
work, and the whole office is shutting
down at noon for some away (half) day.
Kind of discomforting to know you don't
have the luxury of a week's holiday to do
what you what you want to.
It's actualy this time of year that I'd really
relax in Kedah, or do nothing for an extended
period of time (no that's not another nickname
for 'working').
It's even sobering that up until recently, I've kind
of been away for some time, physically and mentally.
I don't know if it's deliberate or some kind of reflex,
And quite ironic to find you're suddenly in tune with
everything, when you're billions of miles away from
where you should be.
Some might disagree.
It's like I never came.
(kinda lame closing line.)
-------------------------------
When you say it's dead & gone
Yes, I know you're wrong
Cut & slash, sharpest knife
It won't die
Poison cup, drank it up
It won't die
No fire, no gun, no rope, no stone
It won't die
Why you gotta shove it in my face
As if you put me in my place
Cause I don't care
If you or me is wrong or right
Ain't gonna spend another night,
In your bed...
In your bed...
Laws of man, are just pretend
They ain't mine
Love so good, love so bad
It won't die
Some talk too long, they know it all
I just smile & move on
Words ain't free, like you & me
I don't mind...
Why'd you have to be so mean & cruel,
The dogs are loose i'm on to you
You ball & ...
Chained together from the dawn to dusk,
Can't call it leavin, cause it's just
I never came....
Wednesday, October 10
Rotten Egg, Air Of Death
(Not a good title.)
Eid Mubarak comes, Eid Mubarak goes.
Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri 1428H.
Maaf Dzahir dan Batin.
Friday, October 5
Am I Growing Up, Or Just Plain Old.
I just found out that instead of actually typing
'online', you can type 'on9' and people would
still understand you're online.
Whoa.
Where was I all these 'years'?
'online', you can type 'on9' and people would
still understand you're online.
Whoa.
Where was I all these 'years'?
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