Demise of a Talent

For many news of celebrities' deaths that made the headlines, none of them actually moved me to pen down my heartfelt condolences in this public domain.

Until Heath Ledger's death was mentioned by the Flying Dutchman on the radio.

I was not in particular awe of him as much I wanted Wentworth Miller to be straight. But I do know that he definitely made one of my favourite scenes of any chick flicks in one of his breakthrough films, 10 Things I Hate About You.

This has just made me teared. It remains, to this very day, to be one of the best romantic comedies that I had ever watched. For this scene was nothing if it was not he who was clowning around the stadium and smacked the ass of the policeman.

Talking about clowns, I anticipate Batman's sequel, The Dark Knight, to be a huge success of his legacy. Here is the late Ledger in his absolute twisted form of talent, acting alongside Maggie Gyllenhaal, the sister of his other half in Brokeback Mountain.

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I am positive that there would be a tribute to him soon for the exceptional talent he had shown in the literary films that he had acted in.

And for that, I wish to offer my deepest condolences to his family and give my bow to a talent that we enjoyed for barely a decade.

P.s: This entry is dedicated to any fans of Ledger, especially EE who salutes his death at 28 and A who shares the same sentiments as the writer for 10 Things I Hate About You.

The Belated Best Birthday Gift

I may be materialistic, I may be a shopaholic, but no person has ever hit the nail right when it comes to a priceless gift. Tired of waiting endlessly, I gave the hint to a close acquaintance what I would have deserved to get for the hours of coaching I had sacrificed for him.

A few books had been written about him on his heroism especially in Istanbul, but nothing beats reading everything from the horse's mouth.

My perception of English football has changed ever since I embarked on the journey of the Captain Marvel. Even the Manchester United's players, whom I used to hate like hell.

I hate to do spoilers for any Reds fans who have not read this book, but I can guarantee that 90% of you will love him to death, like I do now. The other 10% is reserved for extreme Manchester Utd and Chelsea haters of all time, where you'd probably hate Gerrard's words of respect for them.

He affectionately calls John Terry, JT, and Rooney as Wazza. They are good mates, really. No bad blood between them. Any enmity stays on the pitch and disappears once everything is over.

He admires these footballers, describing them in words as if he was a nobody. Always.

Call it humility.

There is no other words to describe a person already hailed as a hero yet admitted to "shining boots happily for Jamie and Dom", being ecstatic at just the experience of a small chat with Redknapp.

And his family that meant everything to him, everything that made him human after all, unlike the machine who steered the legendary comeback of all times in the Champions League.

And I am thankful for being given his generation to support the team for, despite not being able to see Macca's "sexy" dribbling (in the exact words of Jen, Macca's fan).

I love him to death. He's my ultimate hero, the person with no superhuman powers yet possesses the heartbeat of Anfield and fans all over the world.

P.s: Snippets of Michael Owen's life is also shown in this book so it was a 2-in-1 happiness for the writer as she still adores the Boy Wonder...

Save the Animals, Save the Planet

Being treated to a whole shocking video of animal cruelty was definitely enough to kill my insatiable appetite to eat my supper.

If I could have my way, I wish to wage a war to the fur farmers in China.

I don't care if dropping a bomb on them would kill the bear cubs, but at least they'd die without being skinned alive.

Being skinned alive is not exactly dying as they were being skinned.

It is that they STAY alive even after they are without that fur.

And awaits till they probably bleed to death.

For more information, visit Peta Tv .

Oh no, how can you forget that the people there eat practically anything from insects to human foetus?

But of course, the bears are simply at the mercy of their soups probably.

Don't get me wrong, I am not going vegetarian with this sudden declaration of humanity.

I love my meat, and God gives us poultry for our sustenance.

I watched my sacrificial sheep being slaughtered till it died.

And I bore in mind that that would be the sheep I would be riding on in the afterlife.

But the only reason that the throat is slit first in the korban is so that the animal dies in the fastest way without being tormented much of the pain.

I am officially anti-fur, I am pro-faux fur.

I do not give a f***ing damn if real fur is a so-called mark of prestige. To hell with JLo and her stupid fur (hopefully she would have given up the real thing by now).

Save the animals, save the planet.

Lets do our part.

P.s: The writer is a member of Body Shop which is strongly against animal testing and an animal lover who sometimes still harbours the thoughts of releasing her pet turtles to the reservoir due to eccentricity of their behaviour...