Tuesday, May 10, 2011

I am ninety. Or ninety-three. One or the other

"I am ninety. Or ninety-three. one or the other. When you're five, you know your age down to the month, Even in your twenties you know how old you are. i'm twenty-three, you say or maybe twenty-seven. but then in your thirties something strange starts to happen. it's a mere hiccup at first, an instant of hesitation. How old are you? Oh, I'm - you start confidently, but then you stop. You were going to say thirty-three, but you're not. You're thirty-five. And then you're bothered, because you wonder if this is the beginning of the end. it is, of course, but it's decades before you admit it.

You start to forget words: they're on the tip of your tongue, but instead of eventually dislodging, they stay there. You go upstairs to fetch something, and by the time you get there you can't remember what it was you were after. You call your child by the names of all your other children and finally the dog before you get to his. Sometimes you forget what day it is. and finally you forget the year.

Actually, it's not so much that i've forgotten. it's more like i've stopped keeping track. We're past the millennium, that much i know - such a fuss and bother over nothing, all those young golks clucking with worry and buying canned food because somebody was too lazy to leave space for four digits instead of two - but that could have been last month or three years ago. And besides, what does is really matter? What's the difference between three weeks or three years or even three decades of mushy peas, tapioca, and Depends undergarments?

I am ninety. Or ninety-three. One or the other." - Sara Gruen in Water for Elephants

Like A Splendid Thousand Suns, this book was picked out at one of my random adventures lol. I was alone, waiting to watch a movie which i've forgotten which, went to Kinokuniya, and bought this. It came along with two free tickets as well... and i'm hoping to watch before i leave. Read a quarter of it on my way back from China, and i loved how the author narrates the whole story. Its very descriptive and honest. Hoping that Reese and Robert could do the novel good justice.

JOM KAK FARAH JOM?!?!?!?!? :D :D :D :D :D


  1. LOL omg how come my mom didn't get the tix??? I baru je nak start baca since i baru habis the other book. bila nak pegi?? :D

  2. Im going off on Friday already though, would you be available at night? Or would it be too tiring for u? Tomorrow night nakk?? :D

  3. Friday? this Friday??? malam can2. nak tomorrow ek? okies :D

  4. Yup! this friday alright! hahahaha yes! Malam ni jom?? there's one at 8:30pm kat alamanda.. and the next one at 11pm. Which one would you prefer?? oh and text me la senang, i takot i might not be checkin' my blog anytime soon.. :)