Rabu, 25 Disember 2013

Buku, Movie dan Lagu in 2013.

Hi semua,

Tahun 2013 dah nak melabuhkan sayapnya. Bermakna aku dan korang semua lepas ni akan meningkat tua sekali lagi. Gembira? Sedih? Ya, begitulah.

Sebagai blog penutup untuk tahun ni, kemungkinan besar, tak tulis blog dah sampai Januari 2014, maka aku nak buat entry tentang buku, lagu dan movie yg jadi feveret aku sepanjang tahun 2013. So, takyah mukadimah panjang kita mulakan dengan buku feveret aku.

Mengikut kiraan falak aku sendiri, tahun ni aku dah habiskan masa dgn membaca 15 buah buku. Aku tahu korang tentu baca 15 buah buku sebulan tapi aku ada life so aku ada banyak keje lain lagi nak buat. Anyway, buku2 tersebut adalah spt di bawah (tidak mengikut susunan abjad mahupun tarikh mula dibaca):

KL NOIR RED, SON COMPLEX, ILUSANITI, KLCC, ASRAMA, PARANORMAL, SITORA HARIMAU JADIAN, CERPEN NADIA KHAN, LORD OF THE FLIES, OSAMA VAN HALEN, TRIPPING WITH ALLAH, REVENGE, LAST GIRLFRIEND ON EARTH, SLAUGHTERHOUSE FIVE dan X OUT OF WONDERLAND.

Out of 15, my feveret adalah SLAUGHTERHOUSE FIVE dari Kurt Vonnegut dan ILUSANITI dari Adib Zaini. Aku suka 2 buah buku ni sebab best dan jalan ceritanya kena dengan jiwa aku. Kalau korang nak belikan aku buku, korang carilah buku yg ada cerita2 mcm ni. Cerita yg complicated dan putar belit sikit. Cerita straight forward pompuan bertudung kawin ngan lelaki jahat bertukar baik nih aku dah tak baca since 1994. So, renti2kan lah bagi aku buku2 yg cenggitu.

Ada satu lagi buku yg aku nak bagi anugerah khas penulis harapan iaitu buku SON COMPLEX dari Kris Williamson. Hmmm... kalau nak tau kenapa buku nih dapat anugerah spesial, korang kena beli dan baca. Heheh.



  


Yang kedua, pasal movie. Antara filem Melayu yg aku sempat tengok adalah spt KIL, PSIKO PENCURI HATI, PECAH, KL ZOMBI dan KOLUMPO. Manakala filem omputeh, seingat aku, aku ada tengok filem CLOUD ATLAS, HUNGER GAMES 2, IRON MAN 3, DESPICABLE ME 2, THE CONJURING, OZ, HOBBIT 2, STAR TREK 2, GRAVITY, THE IMPOSSIBLE, LIFE OF PI dan mcm2 lagi lah.

Nak dipendekkan cerita, filem feveret aku utk tahun 2013 nih adalah filem KOLUMPO dan CLOUD ATLAS. Filem KOLUMPO nih aku kira satu filem yg amat segar utk Malaysian di kala negara tengah dibanjiri dgn filem2 hauk bertemakan gangster, hantu dan cinta. Manakala filem CLOUD ATLAS, aku pilih jadi feveret aku kerana aku kira jalan ceritanya unik. Tentang kehidupan. Dari zaman dulukala sampailah zaman post-apokalips. Aku ni memang sukakan cerita pasal kehidupan yg kompleks so memang filem2 macam nih aku suka layan.




Last but not least, lagu. Lagu yang paling popular sepanjang tahun 2013 bagi aku adalah lagu WRECKING BALL dari Miley Cyrus manakala lagu terbaik pada pandangan aku pulak adalah lagu CAN'T HOLD US dari Macklemore & Ryan Lewis. Mungkin korang ada pendapat yg berbeza tapi ni pilihan aku so sukati akulah.

Lagu Melayu takde satupun yang menarik hati sepanjang tahun 2013. Maybe lagu Tok Ti yang ada dinding-dinding tu yg aku suka dengar, itupun sebab muzik dia catchy dan ada feel lagu Seindah Biasa sikit. Korangpun maybe suka lagu Yuna atau Hafiz atau Black atau Hazama atau Waris atau Joe Flitzow tapi aku tak dengar sangat lagi lagu2 depa ni so aku takleh nak komen apa2.





Haaa... itu je lah yg sempat aku tuliskan dalam entry ni. Ni pun aku rasa dah panjang sangat. Dah takde idea nak tulis apa lagi dah

So, sampai ketemu lagi.... Merry Xmas, Happy Holidays and Happy New Year!!

Shaz Johar, out!

Selasa, 17 Disember 2013

Tandoori Nan Sekeping dan Shaz Johar Nan Seorang

 


Sabtu lepas selesai satu lagi perlancaran buku antologi Tandoori Nan Sekeping, hasil usahama Mocha Mocha Ink dengan beberapa penulis, termasuk aku di The Annexe, CM.

Ini merupakan projek pertama aku yang dibukukan bersama publisher lain selain Fixi. Ya lah, sebelum ni apa2pun aku dulukan Fixi dulu. Huhu. Tapi memandangkan Mocha Mocha Ink muncul dengan satu konsep antologi yg aku kira menarik, so why not aku try submit satu story yg aku kira menarik jugak.

Seperti tajuknya, korang mesti faham yang antologi ni berkisarkan tandoori dan roti nan yang membawa kepada kehidupan mamakism atau latar rencah hidup di kedai mamak. Maka dengan itu, aku hasilkan sebuah cerpen berjudul Nice, cerpen yang sedikit sebanyak menceritakan tentang ramuan rahsia dan behind the mamak scene itu sendiri. Tak boleh cerita lebih, kalau nak tau dengan lanjut, sila beli.

Anyway, ada 10 cerpen dalam antologi ni. Semuanya dari beberapa penulis yang bagus. Kepada yang sudah baca, harap boleh review di laman blog sendiri atau di goodreads atau di mana2 je yg anda suka tapi sila maklumkan kat aku whether cerita aku best ke idok. Kalo tak best pun, cakap je. Boleh aku improve utk karya yang akan datang.

OK, takyah merepek lagi. Berikut adalah gambar2 dlm majlis perlancaran yang aku cilok dari FB page atau Insta orang lain (sebab aku tak amik gambar). Semoga terhibur.

Editor, Ridhwan Saidi (R) bersama penulis2.

Ridhwan Saidi dan aku tengah berfacetime dengan Fasyali, penulis yang kini berada di Calgary, Canada.

peminat. ahaks. aku ada peminat. #retis

peminat lagi. ahaks!! #retis

ps: pada yg mau terus menyokong Shaz Johar dan sibuk tanya bila next novel akan keluar,  insya allah bulan 4 tahun depan. insya allah. Semuanya tak confirm lagi. Yang penting, sekarang tengah tulis novella berjudul LELAKI SESUATU ITU. Nanti dah siap lagi sebulan dua dan kalau ada rezeki, dapatlah korang baca...

Rabu, 11 Disember 2013

40 before 40 list




Orang kata life begins at 40. So kalau boleh aku nak capai semua list kat bawah ni sebelum aku mulakan hidup yang baru. Harap2 Tuhan bekalkan umur yang panjang, rezeki yang cukup dan tenaga yang banyak untuk aku laksanakan apa yang aku idamkan.

Setiap satu yang aku dah achieved, aku akan letak gambar. Saja. Untuk kenang-kenangan dan pat kat belakang aku sendiri. Doakan aku sukses!

Amin.



1. Start writing a 40 before 40 list



2. Write and publish one cerpen or novel every year

3. Read at least 12 books a year

a. December 2013 - Drink, Play, F@ck by Andrew Gottlieb. 
b. January 2014 - Tandoori Nan Sekeping by various writers. 
c. January 2014 - Melayu Dari Marikh by Raja Faisal.

4. Paint or draw something at least once a month

5. Teach myself a new recipe each month

a. December 2013 - Masak Lemak Labu
b. January 2014 - Mashed Potatoes.

6. Take a walk in the park once a month

a. January 2014 - Secret Garden, 1 Utama

7. Give small gifts to Kris each month

8. Be an actor or cameo in a film/TV/video again

9. Sing in front of an audience outside of karaoke

10. Lock the Kris-Shaz padlock (preferably on the Paris bridge)

11. Have a joint book or project with Kris

12. Have a compilation CD for Kris on Xmas day every year

13. Go off the grid completely for a 24-hour period--no Internet, phone, TV, etc.

14. Visit Perhentian or Mabul Island

15. Visit London

16. Visit Japan

17. Visit Paris again – Go to Louvre this time to see the paintings and such

18. Visit Niagara Falls again

19. Visit Canada – Wanna see the difference between Canada and USA

20. Visit Hawai'i

21. Visit Utah for Sundance Film Festival

22. Visit a gay pride parade

23. Go on a cruise – preferably Alaskan or Caribbean

24. Go snorkeling

25. Go whale watching

26. Attend a sky lantern festival

27. Ride a hot air balloon

28. Witness a space launch

29. Meet Angelina Jolie and/or Zac Efron in person

30. Watch a P!nk concert

31. See a Cirque de Soleil show

32. Live in another country again

33. Adopt a Yorkie

34. Drive a car more than 5 minutes journey

35. Buy a car

36. Buy a house

37. Fix my nose

38. Get married

39. Write myself a letter, seal it and read it when I reach 40

40. Celebrating my 40th birthday with Kris

Selasa, 10 Disember 2013

Aku dan Kuala Lumpur.


 Dah lama gak aku tak tulis blog. Nak kata aku busy, banyak masa aku mengangkang je kat rumah. Tolong buat kerja research sikit2, tulis2 sikit apa yg patut, dan selebihnya masa yg ada aku gunakan dgn main twitter, FB dan tengok TV. Oh, sekarang ni aku dah ada instagram, so leka jugakla aku post gambar yg bukan2. Pada siapa yg terigin nak follow tu, cariklah under shazjohar. Kalo nasib baik, korang jumpalah. Huhu.

Anyway, apa sebab aku nak blog balik ni eh? Sebab aku nak tulis pasal filem yg baru aku tengok semalam. Tajuk filem dia KOLUMPO. First, a reminder. Kalo rasa nak tengok sejarah penubuhan KL, memang takde dalam filem ni. Ini filem tentang isi KL itu sendiri. Mungkin jika lokasinya di Kuala Pilah, maka tajuk filem ni ialah PILAH.

Ada 3 short films dalam satu movie dlm filem ni. Ha, faham? Dia ala2 macam filem CINTA atau SEPI tapi secara peribadinya aku lebih suka dgn filem ni sebab ia lebih unik dan lebih dekat dgn susur galur kehidupan penghuni KL. Lebih mirip BERBAGI SUAMI atau NEW YORK, I LOVE YOU gitu. Honestly, aku tak expect apa2pun dengan filem ni. Aku fikir filem ni akan jadi sama ada terlalu deep untuk citarasa aku atau terlalu cliché untuk citarasa aku jugak. Macam first time aku tengok filem SONGLAP dulu.

Tapi ternyata aku silap.

Cerita pertama mengupas tentang kehidupan orang India yg datang ke Malaysia untuk bekerja. Hujung2 dia kerja dekat kedai mamak. Isu mamakism, kehidupan imigran, rumah kongsi, raid, ditipu dan sebagainya dipaparkan dengan baik. Indian nationals bercakap Inglish sesama sendiri bukanlah sesuatu yang asing memandangkan aku sendiri pernah bekerja sebumbung dengan dia orang ni. Memang selalu dengar dia orang cakap Inglish dgn telor Indian yg pekat sesama dia orang jugak. Mungkin dia orang ada 1000 dialects so nak amik jalan mudah, cakap je satu bahasa yg semua faham. Kan?

Cerita kedua pulak mengisahkan tentang seorang wanita yang mengelak untuk bercakap dengan ibunya membantu seorang perempuan tua mencari jalan pulang. Jiwa wanita ni sesak dengan call mak dia yg tak putus2. Sama sesaknya dengan Kuala Lumpur hari tu. Perempuan tua tu pulak tetap dengan senyuman. Bagi orang tua tu, hidup perlu mudah. Rumah perlu panjang dan setingkat. Biar nampak jauh tapi dekat dengan bumi. Bukan tinggi naik ke atas. Dia dah tua. Tak berdaya untuk memanjat. Tak bersedia untuk ke langit. Bagi perempuan itu pulak, dia hanya membantu perempuan tua tu mencari kehidupan yang simple. Deep? Begitulah.

Cerita ketiga pula tentang kisah cinta. Kisah cinta yang tidak menunjukkan rasa cinta. Kisah di mana seorang lelaki yang pemalu bertemu dengan seorang perempuan yang happy go lucky di tengah-tengah malam KLCC dan berakhir dengan satu jawapan di monorel Bukit Bintang. Remaja pasti suka dengan cerita yang ini.

Yang berjiwa sentimental pastinya sukakan cerita yang kedua.

Aku sukakan yang pertama. Ia mengingatkan aku yang Malaysia jarang utarakan filem sebegini sebaiknya. Selalunya buruh asing hanya dipaparkan sebagai bahan lawak atau si jahat semata-mata di berita, TV, atau laman sosial. Last filem lokal yg aku tonton tentang golongan buruh asing adalah filem Imigran. Aku mahukan banyak filem yang begini. Filem tentang semangat juang dia orang mencari rezeki di bumi asing.

Ataupun mungkin aku je yg patut tulis kisah cenggini sendiri. Kisah lelaki Bangladesh/India/Nepal bertemu dengan perempuan Indonesia di Malaysia. Dua2 buruh di bumi asing, dua2 terpaksa. Hmmm…

Oh, selain tu, sebab aku suka dengan cerita mamakism ni jugak adalah kerana aku sendiri ada tulis satu cerpen berkenaan dengan topik yang sama dalam buku antologi cerpen. Tajuk buku antologi tu TANDOORI NAN SEKEPING. Tajuk cerpen aku plak, NICE. Sepertimana tajuknya, begitulah ceritanya. Tak caya, korang belilah nanti. Dengar cerita akan mula dijual next week dalam Pesta Buku dan kat Annexe, CM sempena Arts for Grab.

Ha, dahlah. Itu je yang aku nak tulis buat masa nih. Dah rasa macam dua marhalah dah panjang blog aku kali ni. Korang bukannya bacapun.

In short, pada yang belum tengok filem KOLUMPO tu, gi lah tengok sementara ada kat wayang. Jarang2 aku suruh orang support filem lokal sebab aku tau korangpun dah kusut masai dengan filem2 Melayu yg ada sekarang ni, kan? Tapi yang ni konfem tak rugi. Betul. Tak tipu.

Ni trailer dia...



ps: Semoga Mak Mah menang best supporting actress dalam FFM nanti.

ps2: Ini bukan filem terbaik Malaysia, tapi ini filem terbaik yg kita ada sekarang ni...

Jumaat, 1 November 2013

THE HOUSE



Baru2 ni aku ada dapat invitation untuk tulis satu cerpen Ingrish yg diber judul THE HOUSE. Cerpen ni adalah projek bersama Poskod.my, The Greatest Hits dan juga Fixi sempena Halloween. So, kalo dah pasal Halloween tu mestilah cerita dia pasal  ghost/horror kan? Takkan pasal kisah cinta seorang wanita bertudung kaler paddle pop yg kawin dgn lelaki kaya yg irritating pulak? 
Yg penting, cerpen yg terpilih akan dibaca oleh actors di BFM radio (podcast) dlm minggu terakhir Halloween (last week of October lettew maksudnya). Dan untuk memendekkan cerita, cerpen aku terpilih dan telahpun dibaca oleh Lil Kev dalam BFM radio beberapa malam lepas. 
Bagi yang ter-missed, boleh dengar balik kat link nih: THE HOUSE  
Bagi yg tak berapa nak faham apa yg si Lil Kev ni baca plak, bolehla baca manuskrip cerpen kat bawah nih ha. 
Enjoy!!




Azrael sipped a can of Nescafe that he kept between his thighs along the ride. His wife, Ayu, read the Google map from her smart phone, trying to figure out if they were on the right path. The clock showed that it was around 9pm; it was already pitch black outside.
“Are we there yet?” He asked half-way through a yawn.
“Almost. In another 1.4km, you need to turn left and merge onto Jalan Husin, and then continue on to Jalan Ramli, continue straight for about 3.4km, and then turn left and then another quick left turn….”
He yawned again.
“Did you tell her that we would be late?” She asked about the owner of the house that they planned to rent for two weeks. A writer’s retreat. That was what Azrael called it. He wanted to start writing again. His first book, Tripping, was a story about a guy who got superpowers after taking a psychedelic drug. It was a big hit 10 years ago and was even turned into a movie that lasted for more than a month in the cinemas. It didn't hurt the family finances that they received a good chunk of money from it as well.
However, the subsequent books only had mediocre sales and no movie deals. Azrael didn’t know what was wrong, though. He even changed his writing style and tried new genres to make it more appealing to a larger audience, but nothing turned out as well as he expected. So he simply stopped writing.
“I called her before I left the office. She’s OK with it. We need to look for Pak Jusoh, the housekeeper.”
“He’s staying in the house too?”
Azrael shrugged his shoulders. He took another swig of his drink. “I can’t wait to write again. It’s been too long…”
“Ya, what do you want to write about this time? Maniacs? Drug addicts? Religions?”
“Horror.”
“Uuuu….” She rubbed her chin. “Do you know how to write a ghost story? Have you ever written a ghost story before? Have you seen ghost? Have you read any ghost stories? Do you believe in ghosts?”
“Horror doesn’t necessarily have to be about ghosts. I could write about something gory. Genetic mutations gone wrong. Psycho kids. Ya, stuff like that.”
 “Look, there’s Jalan Husin. Turn left.”
Azrael turned the steering wheel.
“So we should look for Jalan Ramli next. Continue straight for about 3.4km, and then turn left and then another quick left turn again….” She repeated.
“How’s Luna doing back there?” Azrael indicated to the back seat where their white, bushy-tailed Angoran cat sat like a diva being chauffeured around town like a boss. They had adopted her 6 months ago shortly after their only son, Rafi, moved to Australia to continue his studies. He liked to tease his wife that the cat was her way of dealing with empty nest syndrome.
“She’s fine. Sleeping until we hit a bump in the road. I don't think she likes car rides very much.”
Azrael nodded.
“I told Rafi about this trip.”
“You don’t need to call him every day. It’s expensive.”
WeChat. It’s free.”
“You know what I mean. Don’t text him, don’t disturb him. He is mature enough to go for a few days without his mother peeking in on him.”
“I miss him, Az. I’m lonely. I don’t have anyone to talk to at home. You come back late from work every day. Then you have your TV time, your newspaper time, and your sleep time. I need to have some social interaction too, you know?”
“Now you have two weeks of me by your side every day. I hope it makes you happy.”
“OK, turn left here… and turn left again,” she interrupted him after seeing the street they were looking for.
They drove up to the big, old bungalow house surrounded on each side by the jungle. Ayu jumped out of the car, excited to have finally arrived. By the time Azrael got out of the car, a tall, skinny old man came out of the house to greet them.
“Welcome to Teratak Jiwa. I wasn't told that you would be arriving this late,” he said with a strained smile.
“Sorry, we got lost. It’s very hard to find this place at night,” said Azrael as he shook the old man’s hand.
“Nah, don’t worry. The most important thing is that you finally found it. But excuse me for asking, what is inside the bag? It is moving!” He pointed to the bag that Ayu pulled out from the back seat.
“My cat, Luna.”
His face turned sour. He looked unhappy.
“Don’t worry, she won’t bite. I’m sure she’ll find some place to hide in the house. She is shy around other people.”
The old man nodded. “Pak Jusoh.” He introduced himself.
“I'm Azrael, and this is my wife Ayu.”
“Come inside. I'll show you the house.” He turned the lights on. The house was a two-storey bungalow. The lower floor consisted of a single bedroom, a wet and dry kitchen, two separate bathrooms side by side, and a small living room. The upper floor had another bedroom, a larger living room, and an open-air verandah facing the jungle, where a long hammock was attached to the wall. “There’s only one key to this house, one key for every door.  Please take good care of it.”
“Insya Allah.”
“I will be in the neighboring house, just across this abandoned rice field. You can’t see it from here after dark though.”
“Ya, its pitch black outside. Not even the moonlight can get through this cloud cover.”
“Tomorrow is a full moon. Don’t go out after sunset. Don’t invite anyone inside either. Just stay indoors.” He smiled again. “I will let you two relax now. Good night.”
“Thanks. Good night,” Azrael replied before he closed the door.
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Azrael was preparing dinner when he saw his wife come downstairs after taking an afternoon nap. “Did you sleep well in the hammock? Nice breeze, huh?”
“Not really. I had a nightmare actually. Hmmm…” Ayu tried to remember her dream. “There was this old guy who had a cat face. He was smiling at me but didn’t say a word.”
“An old man with a cat’s face? Interesting. Well, my mother used to tell me that every old house always has a ‘permanent resident’ in it. Maybe that old man stayed here in the past.”
“You believe that?”
He nodded. “And you need to wash your feet too before you go to sleep. No ghost will disturb you then.”
“Maybe you can write a ghost story like that… a couple who comes to an old house for a writer’s retreat and gets harassed by ghosts?”
Bang! Both were shocked into silence upon hearing the loud noise outside.
“Who’s that?”
“Luna?” She opened the door. It was not Luna but a dark-skinned, shirtless boy, smiling widely as if showing off his rotten, yellow teeth. “Who are you?” She asked.
The boy remained silent.
“Az! Come here!” She called to her husband. He came over, and they both looked around outside, trying to see if they could spot any other people there. Nothing.
“Hey, kiddo. What are you doing here? What’s your name?”
 “My name is Rafi.”
They both laughed. The kid laughed too.
“Your name is Rafi?” Ayu asked the same.
“Yes.”
“And where are your parents?”
He shook his head.
Ayu and Azrael looked at each other. “Azrael, why don’t you go to Pak Jusoh’s house and tell him that this boy is here. I will take him inside. Better go now before it gets any darker.” 
Azrael agreed.
“Boy, come in. Did you see Luna, my cat, out there?”
“No.”
“So your name is Rafi? That’s my son’s name, you know?”
“You have a son? Where is he?”
“He’s in Australia. Studying.”
“Does he look like me?”
“Oh, no no. He’s a lot older and taller than you.”
“Like this?”
Ayu didn’t realize that the boy grew a few inches taller. “Taller and older.” She laughed. “Do you want something to eat?”
“Older like this?” Wrinkles suddenly appeared across his forehead.
Ayu looked at him closely. She noticed the changes this time but shrugged it off as drowsiness after her nap. “Where do you come from?”
“Outside.”
Ayu didn’t like his indifference to her question. “How can I contact your parents? You know you shouldn't be wandering around this close to maghrib, right? Your parents must be worried.”
“No, they won’t. Do I look like him yet?” He grew another few inches taller. “Or do you want me to look even older?” More wrinkles appeared.
Ayu started to feel uncomfortable with this boy. He looked totally different from what she saw just a few minutes earlier. “Maybe I can find something for you in the fridge. Are you hungry? Thirsty?” She went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. "Luna!!!" she shouted, terrified with what she saw inside. "What did you do to Luna??? Who did this to my precious?” She screamed hysterically.
“Do I look like him yet? Tall enough?” The boy was really tall now. His head almost reached the ceiling.
“What the hell are you?”
“Not old enough?” He changed his face again. Even older and scarier. “Do I look like him yet?”
 “This is not happening. This is not real. I don’t believe in ghosts. I don’t believe this is happening! Get out of here! What do you want from me? Don’t disturb me! Go! Azrael!!!! Help!!!!”
The boy smiled. Fangs slowly slipped out of his mouth. “You invited me in.” He dropped his head by elongating his neck. “I’ve been waiting a long time for this. I finally found someone,” he said with a deep, husky voice.
Ayu tried to scream even louder but her body felt numb. She couldn't do anything, not even blink her eyes.
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Pak Jusoh opened his front door slightly after hearing his name called repeatedly by Azrael. “Can I help you?” He asked without showing his face.
“Sorry to disturb you. There is a boy in our house right now. His name is Rafi. Do you know him?”
“No. Go back to the house. Your wife surely needs your help.”
He didn’t understand. “I need to send the boy back to his parents. Could you come to the house and help?”
“You don’t need to return him. He knows what to do and when to leave.”
“So you know him?”
“It’s a full moon tonight. You’re not supposed to leave the house.”
            “So you aren't going to help?”
            “And you’re not supposed to invite anyone in either, remember? Go!”
            Angry, Azrael climbed the stairs and pushed the door open. Pak Jusoh was knocked back. But when he entered the house, Pak Jusoh wasn’t there. The house was empty. The door shut behind him suddenly. Azrael tried to open it but found it locked from the outside. He was trapped.
After an hour or so of fidgeting with the door and the windows, the door unexpectedly opened. Azrael ran as fast as he could back to Teratak Jiwa. The moonlight was bright that night, and it helped him find his way back easily. “Ayu!” he shouted his wife’s name as soon as he opened the front door.
Ayu was lying on the floor, passed out.
“Ayu! Ayu!” He shook her body and attempted CPR, something that he learned from watching TV, hoping that his wife would respond.
She did. “What happened?”
“I don’t know. We need to leave this place tonight. Where’s the kid?”
“What kid?”
“The boy. Rafi.”
She shook her head.
“Never mind. Come pack our stuff. Where’s Luna?”
She pointed to the cat. She was playing with a dead moth near the bathroom.
“Come. Hurry up. We need to leave!” Azrael ran to their room and started packing.
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“I’m glad that we managed to run away from that eerie place. It was scary. I think Pak Jusoh was a ghost. He disappeared when I went into his house.”
Luna was meowing on Ayu’s lap as Azrael shared his experience.
“Why don't you keep her in the cage?”
“She likes sitting on my lap. Where are we going?”
“Back. What happened in the house while I was gone? Rafi. What did you do with him?”
“What Rafi?”
“The boy. You don’t remember him?”
“Does he look like this?”

Ahad, 13 Oktober 2013

Aku Penganggur.


 


Lamanya tak update blog... Huhu....

Anyway, nak cerita yang Rabu ni merupakan hari terakhir aku bekerja kat tempat aku sekarang. Dah 3 tahun aku kerja kat sana. Dek kerana dapat bos yang sengal dan bingai akhirnya aku decided utk letakkan jawatan. Simple, kan?

Nope. Not that simple actually. Mula2 berat juga hati aku nak blah memandangkan aku dah selesa kerja kat situ. Gajipun OK. Environment pun OK. Tapi entahlah sejak tukar management, aku jadi rasa tak best. Dan bila rasa tak best makin lama makin jadi tak bestest, aku rasa ada baiknya aku blah sebelum aku susahkan sesiapa especially diri sendiri.

So, sehingga blog ni ditulis, aku still menganggur lagi. Korang doakan je la aku dapat kerja yg sesuai dgn gaji yg bagus. Setakat ni hidup aku ditampung dengan balance gaji yg tinggal + upah menulis yg tak banyak.

Speaking abt menulis, aku baru siap novel SANCTUARIA. Ingat esok nak antar kat publisher. Siapa yg dah beli CERPEN SHAZ JOHAR taulah novel ni pasal apa. Siapa yg tak tau, novel ni secara ringkasnya mcm a bigger, badder version dari cerpen dgn tajuk yg sama dalam CERPEN SHAZ JOHAR tu lah. Tapi aku tak leh cerita lebih2 buat sementara waktu ni. Kalau ada rezeki, dapatlah kau orang baca, ya?

Selain tu, aku jugak dah siap satu cerpen Inglish tajuk THE HOUSE utk satu projek podcast. Info tak boleh reveal lagi (sebab akupun takde banyak info, yg aku tau akan keluar untuk Halloween). Cerpen ni kisah seram yg berlaku kat dalam rumah... Duh!

Aku jugak ada tulis satu cerpen Melayu dgn tajuk NICE. Yg ni projek dgn publisher lain, bukan Fixi. First time aku tulis untuk publisher lain dan dibukukan. Kita tengok macam mana sambutan dia nanti ek? Cerpen ni pasal apa yang berlaku kat kedai mamak. Hehe. Aku suka cerpen ni sebenarnya. Feel aku tulis cerpen ni sama macam KOPI 3 RASA.

So ya, I keep myself busy. Lepas ni busy nak cari kerja baru plak. Lepas tu insya Allah, busy dgn projek novel baru. This time maybe co-write dengan penulis lain. Dengan siapa dan pasal apa, tak confirm lagi. Tengah bincang.

Apa2pun, untuk korang semua yg sentiasa bagi sokongan. Thanks so much. Untuk yg sentiasa tak bagi sokongan. Keep it up!

Oh, sebelum aku lupa, Salam Aidil Adha. Jangan jadikan diri anda mangsa korban percintaan. Amin.


Love,

Shaz Maceo Johar.

Isnin, 8 Julai 2013

Snow White... one year!

07/07/2013 genaplah usia setahun Snow White dibawah jagaan aku.

Usia dia yg sebenar dah lebih setahun dah rasanya tapi memandangkan dia lahir tanpa IC so aku anggap jer la dia dah setahun sempena tarikh aku amik dia dari jagaan mak aku dulu.

Ni dia sewaktu aku angkat dia dulu....


Dan yg ni pulak pic dia setahun kemudian.....


Nampak tak perbedaan yg ketara tu? nampak tak betapa aku memang seorang bapa yg mithali? nampak?

Kalau masih lagi tak puas hati dgn naluri keibubapaan aku korang tengoklah pics kat bawah ni sampai lebam....

Daddy saya memang suka geletek saya. Dia memang suka buat saya stim.

Kengkadang saya saja bakar line Daddy dgn kembangkan ekor sampai nampak mcm musang.

Sebulan sekali saya akan injek vitamin untuk bagi kulit lebih anjal dan nampak muda. Tahun depan Daddy kata dia nak bawak saya injek botox plak.

Kalo dah rimas sangat asik kena peluk ngan Daddy, saya buatlah muka 'whatever' macam ni...

Biasanya saya tidur atas simen sebab KL ni panas....

Kalau bosan2 saya tido bawah meja jugak... huhu...

Kalau tak tidur, saya kena peluk. Itulah rutin hidup saya kat sini...


Hmmm... walaupun anak tunggal, saya takde lah spoil sangat. Ada masanya saya tolong gak kemas2 rumah...Lipat kain ke... susun baju dalam almari ke.... Huhu...

So cane? puas? Nak tengok lagi?

Korang tunggu je lah new entry edisi Snow White yg akan datang, eh?

Till then, ciao!