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Gone is The Storyteller 1. Gone is The Storyteller 2.

Her last blog was July 22, about a song of longing she was hoping to use for the ending in Wasurenagusa.

It was a fitting "forget me not".

Yasmin Ahmad the Filmmaker passed away due to massive bleeding in the brain at the Damansara Specialist Hospital at 11.25pm last night. Then, I was on my way back from Lukut, Port Dickson, after a party function.

She had undergone surgery after she collapsed at the TV3 headquarters on Thursday.

She was 51.

We knew each other not through the advertising fraternity but through the blogosphere, which broke years of barriers as mere two strangers fighting on our different causes that, somehow, the twain should still meet someday.

I last met her in Kuala Terengganu in 2007, on the eve of my joining active politics. She naughtily tested her Cantonese skills on me. Her chuckles are still vivid, and I will truly miss that.

For those who don't know Yasmin before, this is who she was, the intro she used in all her blogs:

I am optimistic and sentimental to the point of being annoying, especially to people who think that being cynical and cold is cool. Everyday, I thank Allah for everyday things like the ability to breathe, the ability to love, the ability to laugh, and the ability to eat and drink.

Thank you, Yasmin, for all the films you created to knit the Malaysian social fabrics together. My generation will remember you fondly for the Anak Malaysia Petronas TV ads you made, and your many films that depict how racial harmony should breathe in Malaysia. Tributes are streaming in on Star Online:

Hembusan naluri, semburan akal;
Menusuk jiwa peminat yang tinggal;
Memujuk semangat watan yang kental;
Buat negara - impian tiada kesal...

Sepet, Gubra merintih meminta;
Merintis budaya bersandarkan cinta;
Agarkan kita melanyak sengketa;
Walau bahasa dan kaum berbeda.

Goodbye, my friend. We'll miss you.