Tuesday, April 22, 2008

KLIBF 2008

Novel "Tulang2 Berserakan" dan Antologi Cerpen "Turunnya Sebuah Bendera" Karya SN Usman Awang, terbitan UA Enterprises Sdn. Bhd.

Booth Wira Bukit yang happening dengan bossnya
Helmy Samad sedang....

Mantan SN A. Samad Said sedang ditemuramah oleh si cantik jelita wartawan Korea di bawah pohon-pohon Gingko yang sedang berbunga di Korea.

The KLIBF 2008 was an eye opener for me. This was the first time I was exposed to the real public. Before, besides family and friends, there's ayah's friends. My exposure was some journalists, people who attended ayah's book launch and some book distributors and probably 2 ministers. This book fair was something else.

My feelings was from one extreme to another till I was so inspired to start my own blog. There is so much I want to say that I can't just shove it aside. At the fair I laughed hard with the Wira Bukit gang especially Pak Samad who is actually one of the funniest ayah's friends I've ever met! Besides his advises he would make his daily anecdotes and jokes....and we would carry the joke/s to the next day. Every morning we would all wait for him to arrive at the Wira Bukit booth and salam with him and kak shidah will never fail to ask how am I between kissing each other's cheeks. We would ask whether 'bapak' wants to have tea, coffee or something to eat....I was reminded of how I use to ask my arwah ayah what he wants for breakfast. When mak was alive she was the one who would ask ayah.

Another thing that made my heart missed a beat was when people say....itu usman awang ke? yang mana satu usman awang? Usman Awang masih hidup lagi ke? Dah meninggal ke? Bila dia meninggal? And ...siapa usman awang? It was very difficult to keep a straight face without breaking down ....or screaming!

When I watch Pak Samad being surrounded by fans...it was like deja vu. But I'm very happy for bapak because this is his time, he deserves it. I feel he has wormed his way into my heart unintentionally ofcourse!

The exciting part is when I meet enthusiastic people. People who love the arts like me. People who still love ayah's works. After being flat out almost a week....first timer handling book fair booth...I missed the excitement! I missed the Wira Bukit gang!

Actually, I was never interested to do a blog....cuz I'm not into pc's. I still prefer writing by hand. But when I read blogs and my memories are juggled...I just had to have a blog to release what's on my mind. There are many more....later...

6 comments:

tarings said...

Salams Dear,

Am not actually a fan of the current Malay literature but the older writings are definitely good. A copy of my Tulang2 Berserakan and Ranjau Sepanjang Jalan were destroyed in a fire. Tried inquiring for back issues at the Dewan Bahasa and Pustaka office here, but they haven't got any. Not that many 'literary' bookshops here in Johor Bahru. So would you be kind enough to tell me where I can purchase them books here in JB or KL.

Thanks in advance.

zorro said...

Lina, Pak
samad was my immediae neighbor in SS2. He presented us with "Roots" when it hit the bookstore. He took me on a tour of NST. I have lost touch with him....how do I contact him?

....kak ena alerted me to your blog....welcome.

lyna ua said...

Welcome tarings!

I'm always happy to know fans of great local works. Okay, Tulang2 Berserakan edisi baru, you can get it from UA Enterprises Sdn. Bhd.,in KL. Please call Rahim Affandi @ 013-3310161.

Thanks for support!

lyna ua said...

Hi Zorro!

I wonder if he still remember his old immediate neighbour but you can contact him through his son Helmy Samad. Sorry I can't give out phone no. without asking first but why don't you visit Helmy's blog. I think that's better.

furziah said...

Congrats!
You finally made it. Way, to go, sis!

Hmm...I wonder when am I going to start mine.

lyna ua said...

Hi G!
Yep! Never thought I would blog too. When you are put in a different situation than your norm, your perspective change...either for better or worse. I'm glad mine made me braver and intrigue.
Okay take care and salam.