Saturday, May 31, 2008

Ayat-ayat Cinta (Verses of Love)

I recently watched Ayat-ayat Cinta (Verses of Love), the Indonesian hit movie based on the best-selling novel by Habiburrahman El Shirazy - http://www.ayatayatcintathemovie.com/

The movie enlightens viewers on the Islamic perspective on love, polygamy, relationship between fellow Muslims and non-Muslims, status of women in Islam, brotherhood and family. It also attempts to clear certain misconceptions about Islam. A scene that tugged my heartstrings is when a 'seemingly insane' prisoner asked the distraught Al-Azhar graduate student Fahri who was wrongly accused of rape, if he only prayed to God when he was in trouble. The man then reminded Fahri of the story of Prophet Yusuf who was in a similar predicament like Fahri. He concluded, "Patience and Sincerity. That is Islam."

As I reflect on the man's statement in this wee hours of the morning, I cannot help but agree with him. The essence of Ayat-ayat Cinta is about the sincerity of the characters' actions and their patience in facing surmounting obstacles. I ask myself... Am I as sincere as Aisha who loved her husband Fahri so much that she put aside her own selfish needs? Am I able to recognise true love from only wanting to possess a desired need?

When Fahri told Aisha that she was his soulmate and that he loved no other, Aisha replied, "Jodoh rahsia Tuhan" (Soulmates are God's secrets). Tears rolled down my cheeks when I thought of my Eagle and Wolf Story. I described the Eagle and the Wolf as soulmates but who am I to determine that? I liken my Eagle to Aisha who is sincere in loving her Wolf. Somehow I believe that the Wolf too is as sincere as the Eagle. The continuation of the story is yet to be written... but I pray that their patience and sincerity will make their journey worth the while and that they are indeed soulmates. Ultimately, God knows what we know not.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Dream Big

*David Cook, American Idol 2008

"Cos if we don’t Dream Big
What’s the use in dreaming
If you don’t have faith
there’s nothing worth believing
It takes one hope
To make the stars worth reaching for
So reach out for something more..."

How true!

Thursday, May 08, 2008

The Eagle and the Wolf - Part 2


The eagle remembered the first time they laid eyes on each other. The stars must have aligned themselves, dancing to the tune of excited pheromones.
The wolf walked beside the eagle which while soaring low, stole glances at the intelligent and handsome creature. O how she was captivated by his presence.

The wolf too was enthralled by the elegant eagle. Many evenings were spent in deep conversations (the vocalising and howling were but music of the night). They were soulmates.


The eagle’s piercing eyes searches for the wolf. Her heart beats as loudly as the village drums at dusk. The eagle wonders... Is the wolf hurting in his lair? Does he not want to walk beside her anymore? Does he not miss her? Does the wolf know that the eagle too is wounded?


The eagle hangs her head low as she sadly flies away. She now understands how much the wolf means to her…


*to be continued

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Kulo tresna marang panjenengan


Cerita, ceritalah!
Woman: What's the special occasion? Anyone's birthday?
Man: No special occasion. We just want to spend some time together since we love each other very much.
Woman: [Ahh, the lovebirds!]

The rest of the story is best told in its original Javanese, and since not many of us understand Javanese, the exchanges at St Gregory's can be summarised by Kumar's poem [from 'Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay' movie]:

I'm sure that I will always be 
A lonely number like root three
The three is all that's good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick, 
with just some quick arithmetic 
I know I'll never see the sun, as 1.7321 
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality 
When hark! What is this I see, 
Another square root of a three 
As quietly co-waltzing by, 
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer, 
Rejoicing as an integer 
We break free from our mortal bonds 
With the wave of magic wands 
Our square root signs become unglued 
Your love for me has been renewed.