Thursday, July 30, 2009

Launch, jangan tak Launch

BODY 2 BODY : Launch & Contents

Book Launch & Reading

Sat 15 Aug, 4pm

The Annexe Gallery, Central Market, Kuala Lumpur

Presented by Matahari Books

Admission Free

It's here, and hot off the press! Body 2 Body: A Malaysian Queer Anthology is the first of its kind, a compilation of original creative writing on the gays, lesbians, bisexuals, transsexuals and transvestites of the country.

The book has 23 pieces, fiction and non-fiction, in English. They were painstakingly selected by the editors Jerome Kugan & Pang Khee Teik from a higher-than-expected total of 61 submissions. There are cheers and tears, raunch and kink, polemics and politics: a versatile tribute to the rainbow diversity of Malaysia.

Most of the writers will turn up, and there will even be short readings by six of the 23: Shanon Shah, Cheryl Leong, Brian Gomez, Faizad Nik Abdul Aziz, Paul GnanaSelvam & Maya Tan Abdullah. Amir Muhammad (aka Matahari Books) will be your friendly host and facilitate some intellectual intercourse, for those of you who like your intercourse to be intellectual.

You can confirm on Facebook.

If you can't make it to the launch, you can pre-order here.

Launch-day price: RM30
Bookstore price (when it finally reaches the shops): RM34.



AND I LOVE YOU - Hwa Yi Xing
DUDE DON’T TELL ME - Kung Khai Jhun
MUSLIM 2 MUSLIM - Shanon Shah
CREAM OF THE CROP - Pang Khee Teik
PIRATE GIRL - Marisa Repin
GOOD JOB - O Thiam Chin
HAVE YOU SEEN MY SON? - Abirami Durai
MONSOON MASSAGE - Paul Gnanaselvam
THE NAKED MEME - Ray Langenbach
ALVIN - Jerome Kugan
SUNSET - Azharr Rudin

* From Amir's blog (

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Tuah Kembali: My Verdict & Farewell to a Great Artist

Damn! The first thing I saw was my name. The opening credits used my unglamorous name and the closing credits used my glamorous name! Hahah! I messaged the director to tell him that and he assured me he already shot the person responsible. I mean he didn't have to do that, torture would suffice actually :P

Anyway, how did I like it? Well, it's not too bad considering the budget and time constraint. It's funny in parts but the heart is missing, a whole lot of it. There was supposed to be a beautiful wedding scene with yellow acacias falling like snow on Eja and Han watches her go to be married to the Sultan as his heart breaks. Tall order for a small movie, I know, but I wrote it in anyway. I thought the drawing could have been a little better. It would have been marvelous. If it was then I would have really liked the book. I imagined the final scene, where the portal was opening, to be a grand finale but it was toned down somewhat but it's okay nevertheless.

And my favorite part of the movie is the bookshop owner who kept saying 'Wa tak tahu. Wa apa pun tak tau." Hahhahhha!!!

There's always this saying between the movie director and I 'can be better la'. So I'm waiting eagerly for the next feature film to see how better better is ... with a little more budget.

But sadly ... after watching the movie a few minutes later my friend told me about Yasmin Ahmad's passing. I never really knew her although I emailed her once. I would like to dedicate the movie and moments for such a beautiful person who actually made a difference in our lives. But then again - death is not the end.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

My next movie: Tuah Kembali

My 3rd script materializing into a TV movie is on

25th July Saturday
Astro Ria (104)
You can watch the trailer at


Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Body to Body ah haa...

Look! My next story in a locally published anthology! I think it will be called 'Friends of Everyone' as Pang suggested to 'A Straight Man's Closet' as I previously wrote.

Thanks Pang, Jerome & Amir. I love the cover. Come join us.

Saturday, 15 August, 4-6pm.
The Annexe Gallery, Central Market KL.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Love Away

We walk the walk
and talk the talk.
We fight the fight
and ride the ride!
Life on earth is a tad too quick
oh but the things we do we try to make them stick.
Over and over,
on and on,
again and again,
gone is gone.
We never appreciate the fleeting moments
only when the door closes we try to keep it open.
Time after time,
a breath is a breath,
life is life,
death is death.
Why do we mourn when the time comes for us to leave?
Why do we mourn when we still had the chance to live?
Kindness and warmth,
love and compassion,
kisses and hugs,
laughter and affection.
Give away what you most treasure
and live your dreams, live your adventure.

Monday, July 20, 2009


I shall embrace you
with the warmth of my heart
the strength of my body
and the might of my soul.
I shall kiss you
with the love of my being
the truth of my presence
and the essence of my dreams.
I shall tell you tales
from the secrets of a void
the darkest moments of the night
and the deepest fathoms of the oceans.
I shall cradle you in my bosom
with the rays of the golden sun,
the brilliance of the starlight
and when everything becomes one.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Kryss: What a weekend!

I didn't get much sleep, I had intense dreams and nightmares the night before the workshop and I forgot what I signed up for in the first place.

What a wonderful weekend this turned out to be. The were messages from a lot of people and there was a lesson to be learned about trusting my own instincts.

Now I see the journey unfolding before me as the roads start to converge. And this will be the beginning.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Today I am 7

Today I shall remember
the friends I have made and lost,
the acquaintances I have found
and crossed paths with,
foods I used to enjoy,
diets I have shift.
My days of idle youth,
my nights of lonely truths,
people I could not help but detest
and those who find the feeling mutual.
On this day I'd like to request
a change of heart for what is beautiful.
A lot more love
and a little less hatred,
a lot more patience
for a whole lot of seasons.
Today I am 7,
but I have yet to venture into
the pleasures or heaven
that fill the soul with songs
and the bodies with dances.
I shall take today as my first step
to begin my journey
into the light and darkness
into the minds of perfect strangers
where I can dwell,
for a little while,
for a long time.
I may have lost my sense of smell
but the fragrance still lingers on,
I may have climbed out of the well
but I am seeking comfort in the shell.
I live today for today
and shall look at tomorrow when I wake.
Hugs and kisses to all you darlings
I shall now turn to bed.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Better Lecturer

I wished I could have been a better lecturer.
I would have liked to teach you about happiness
instead of how to scan with Photoshop.
I would have liked to teach you about self-reliance
instead of designing a logo in Illustrator.
I would have liked to teach you about appreciating
the beauty of the skies and wonders of the earth
instead of making you work for the marks and credits
which mean nothing in the end.
I would have liked to teach you kindness
to share with your friends and neighbors
instead of showing you how to use In-Design to lay out a page.
I would have liked to remind you of your strength
and help build your confidence
instead of reminding you of the late fees that will get you in trouble.
I would have liked to share some time talking about the world and you
instead of conditioning you to belief that success solves everything.
I would have liked to be a little more understanding and be more compassionate
when you didn't hand up your assignments
instead of black marking you and comparing notes with the other lecturers.
I would have liked to tell you it's okay
to have chosen a course that doesn't suit you,
to be at the bottom of the class,
to feel like you don't belong
because ultimately you can change your path and future
instead of scaring you with rules and regulations.
I would have liked to listen to your dreams
and know what your passions are
instead of ranting all the time about other things that don't matter.
I would have liked to open you to a world of possibilities
where nothing is impossible when there is love
instead of locking the door,
confining you to your space and leave you to fend for yourself.
But I believe nothing is too late.
Not in any sense.
Although back then I was conditioned,
just like you
I am now awaken
and I know you will be too someday.
And for all those times
you have been a teacher to me
as much as I have to you.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Why is that?

Most of us rather
sit on the throne of despair
than to walk
on the streets of compassion.

Climb the ladder of illusion
than to step
on the grounds of truth.

Cloud our thoughts with worries
than to fill
them with clarity of hope.

Dive into the depths of anger
than to swim
in a pool of laughter.

Crash head on with hatred
than to caress
with the touch of love.

Bind our hearts with egoistic secrecy
then to free
ourselves with the freedom of acceptance.

Why is that?
Why is that?