I got glued to the TV for a while tonight. Longer than I usually get. Longer than what I should. Thanks to Ferri Anugerah Makmur who asked me to watch what was rolling on TV9 around 2230hrs. My weightlifting session in the sauna (aka ironing) would have to wait a little longer now that I am hooked to Channel 707.
Two good things happened while I was watching TV tonight. One: I got a glimpse of a classic Hindi movie that I remember watching ages ago. Well, I would not have used the word classic had it not been made in the ancient past, wouldn’t’ve I? Those familiar faces of Dharmendra and Sharmila Tagore in Anupama. Ohhh! I am soooo from the previous millenium and nostalgically proud to be!
Two: I made it to Kitreena’s dream as she was sleepwalking. At first I thought I heard noises in the washroom: the door, the flush, the running water at the sink and the door again. Then her voice came from upstairs, “Mom, could I go to your room to get the flowers? They’re on your bed.” Huh? I could not wake myself up wider than I was. I was wide awake.
I asked her again and again what flowers she was sleeptalking about. After five times, she had a little pause and said, “Errr… that’s allright Mom. I don’t wanna talk about it.” Perhaps she finally realized she was standing by the stairs and talking to Mom with the volume high enough to wake herself up. As for me, though I could not quite come back from Anupama to comprehend what flowers my daughter was going to get from my bed, I was just happy guessing what went on in Kitreena’s dream.
My bed must have been covered with red rose petals. And I… I am ready to Tango with a single blue rose clenched between my teeth.
Questa è Enida 
Speaking of blue roses, I remembered a conversation I had with Ainil in UIA dulu.We were talking about flowers, because one of our roomates just got back from Cameron Highland and borong a lot flowers.Cam funeral plak.Of course, the ‘bunga’ would be roses.Walaupun a cheaper grade of roses, still they are beautiful.And Ainil told me one thing about roses, “I love blue roses”. Time tu dia punya sarat nak cari blue rose or pesan blue rose to sesape yang ke Cameron Highland.Sampai hari ni, when I see blue roses, memang teringat that conversation and Ainil’s obsession blue roses.
p/s I think she did get a blue rose, tapi it’s not PURE blue rose, it was DYED blue.Still, a rose is a rose.Walaupun dicelup sedemikian rupa.Hehehehe.
What an honour to have my name mentioned 🙂 TQ
Beautiful Blue Rose from a sleep walking Kitreena. An innocent soul like hers with a dream so real.
As surrealist as Dali’s Melting Clock