Hansel & Gretel

Aku xpernah dengar pon fairy tales/bedtime story tajuk Hansel & Gretel nih... Tgk dia punya trailer membuatkan aku nak tau lebih lanjut pasal citer dongeng yg org kata popular... Sampai hr tu jd morning topic kt HotFm.... En. Daddy pon pelik apasal aku xpernah dgr.... Tp betul lah mmg aku xpernah dgr... hahahahaha... nmpk sgt kurang membaca... hahahhahahaa... Alah citer dongeng je pon... Penting ke nak kena tau? huhuhhuhuhu....

Disebabkan aku xtau... aku pun search lah... so skang dah tau.... huhuhuhu...
Citer nih pasal sepasang adik beradik yg hampir jd makanan witch/ahli sihir.... Diaorang kematian mak, and bapak diaorang kawen lg... Mak tiri diaorang jahat... Buat plan nak tinggalkan diaorang dlm hutan....

Tp si Hansel (Si Abang) bijak... dia tinggalkan serpihan biskut sepanjang perjalanan dgn mak tiri dia menuju kehutan... dgn harapan nnt diaorang bleh blk umah blk dgn jejak biskut tu ler... tp malangnye biskut2 yg dia sengaja cicirkan tu kena mkn ngan burung... So diaorang sesat juga lah kt dlm hutan....

Makin jauh berjalan... perut pon dah lapar... tetiba si Gretel ternampak satu rumah besar yg diperbuat dr cookies, candies, benda2 manis lah... Diaorang pon selamba je mkn cookies2 and candies2 tu tanpa diaorang sedar sebenarnya rumah tu witch yg mkn budak punya rumah...

So biler witch tu blk diaorang pon kena tangkap.. witch tu prepare bowl besar nak buat sup Hansel & Gretel... tp diaorang berjaya selamatkan diri and witch tu mati sbb dia sendiri yg jatuh dlm bowl besar tu and jd sup... and diaorang jumpa harta karun milik witch tu... pastu diaorang berjaya gak blk umah diaorang n mak tiri diaorang dah mati...

Citer Hansel & Gretel yg akan keluar wayang coming soon nih... plak version yg diaorang berdua nih dah besar n disebabkan sejarah diaorang yg bunuh witch tuh... diaorang jd Witch Hunter... dlm citer tu diaorang amik upah memburu witch...

Cer try tgk trailer dia... nmpk cam gempak... tp xtau le aku dpt tgk ke x... layankan ajer....

L.O.V.E = C.I.N.T.A

Copied from my friends FB status....  touching hokey.....

** Moralful story** (it changed my thinking) must read:

My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feelin...g when I lean against his broad shoulders.

Two years into marriage, I would have
to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.

One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.

“Why?” he asked, shocked. “I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can’t even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? And finally he asked me:” What can I do to change your mind?”

Somebody said it right, it’s hard to change a person’s personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : “Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?” He said :” I will give you your answer tomorrow….” My hopes just sank by listening to his response.

I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes…. My dear, “I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further..” This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.

“When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs. You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the cramps whenever your “good friend” approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.

You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand… and tell you the colourof flowers, just like the colour of the glow on your young face… Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do… I could not pick that flower yet, and die.. ”

My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting… and as I continue on reading… “Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favourite bread and fresh milk… I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread….

Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone…

That’s life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.

Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form... flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands… and that’s our life… Love, not words win arguments.

WW - counting the day

Hehehehehe.... me at 37weeks....