I revisited Putrajaya Wetland last weekend and the Flamingo Pond in particular.
While we always have swans to be white in our mind, there are black swans in the Flamingo Pond gracefully wading the lake.
You might wants to bring your children if you have not visited the wetland. It has a great nature surrounding to spend time with the family in the evening.
The black swans remind me of the movie which have the following storyline..
Nina (Portman) is a ballerina in a New York City ballet company whose life, like all those in her profession, is completely consumed with dance.
She lives with her obsessive former ballerina mother Erica (Hershey) who exerts a suffocating control over her. When artistic director Thomas Leroy (Cassel) decides to replace prima ballerina Beth MacIntyre (Ryder) for the opening production of their new season, Swan Lake, Nina is his first choice.
But Nina has competition: a new dancer, Lily (Kunis), who impresses Leroy as well. Swan Lake requires a dancer who can play both the White Swan with innocence and grace, and the Black Swan, who represents guile and sensuality.
Nina fits the White Swan role perfectly but Lily is the personification of the Black Swan. As the two young dancers expand their rivalry into a twisted friendship, Nina begins to get more in touch with her dark side – a recklessness that threatens to destroy her.
Too bad it has also reminded me the bad taste of the nation politicians who wage war against fellow comrades to be in power.
Recently i parted with my long time and faithful workhorse, Ben
I acquired Ben almost 20 years ago solely to ferry the children, a sedan would not be able to accommodate them all. Since then i have driven Ben to every corner of the peninsular. The children however has grown up and has a car of their own.
Lately, Ben has been idling at the back of the house, the tires were deflated and the engine needed to be ignited regularly. Rusty marks began to surface on the roof and some parts of Ben body panels.
I ran to an inner self conflict between the heart and the brains trying to derive a decision what to do with Ben. My sentimental feeling would not want to let Ben go but rationally i would never be able to maintain Ben and if we were to remain together, Ben would soon become a reban ayam (chicken coop) says the brain.
Age and retirement has its toll on me. Maintaining Ben requires not only money but also time and energetic effort.
Well.. nothing remain permanent, i kinda calmed myself down. I guess the best thing to do is to get Ben a new master who are younger, enthusiastic and probably richer. And I sold Ben..
Some of my fond memories with Ben..
And now you’re just a stranger with all my secrets..
Am I that easy to let go?
The most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained.
Goodbye..? Oh no, please. Can’t we go back to page one and do it all over again?