I have many bad habits but some of them actually yield a lot value. My habit of watching film alone in the night and sometime just being the character and bearing the same pain, makes me go thorough the experiences/scenarios which I might not actually get into or not even see.
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asvidaniya(Goodbye in Russian), another film added to the long list of my favorites. The story of a true common man, a man who doesn't think big , who prefers to think about everyday necessities than to think about his dreams; this movie draws a true visage of the life of this guy, Amar. Fighting with the everyday issues ranging from an "always-dominating" boss to small issues like forgetting to bring cell for his mother's hearing aid, Amar forgets all his dreams. He makes sure that he prepares a list of everything he needs to do on a day but meanwhile his own wishes, his own dreams take a back seat.
A sudden bolt and his life changes. He comes to know that he might not live long. An obviously shocked and dismayed Amar is about to loose it when his conscience take him a level above the common man.Out of bolt, he is able to see what all he wanted to do, what all he haswished in his life.He starts getting selfish, in a better sense, and starts thinking about himself, his needs, his
thoughts , his beliefs, his friends. And then he draws his final list, the list of everything he wants to do before he dies.
Fulfilling each of his wish, the sense of satisfaction elates him to a level where is stops caring that about the fact that he is going to die. The only motivation he has is his own conscience. That drives him to do things which he probably would have never done otherwise.
Yes he dies, but he dies fulfilled.
What I got from it:
Not long ago, I liked to refer to myself as a fighter, fighting the oddities of life. Now, I see the worthlessness of this word. There is no need to fight with anything. One needs to recoganize and understand his own dreams and wishes and work to realize them. I wish to call myself an enjoyer or a dreamer now. I hope I get to the patio of that house where I have these frames waiting for me.
Don't know if this sense of change will last with me even tomorrow morning but for sure this post will remind me that I have to change.
Thanks to Dasvidaniya.....
For novel lovers, read "Vernoica decides to die" by Paulo Cohelo, its on the similar lines but with a more quixotic end.
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asvidaniya(Goodbye in Russian), another film added to the long list of my favorites. The story of a true common man, a man who doesn't think big , who prefers to think about everyday necessities than to think about his dreams; this movie draws a true visage of the life of this guy, Amar. Fighting with the everyday issues ranging from an "always-dominating" boss to small issues like forgetting to bring cell for his mother's hearing aid, Amar forgets all his dreams. He makes sure that he prepares a list of everything he needs to do on a day but meanwhile his own wishes, his own dreams take a back seat.A sudden bolt and his life changes. He comes to know that he might not live long. An obviously shocked and dismayed Amar is about to loose it when his conscience take him a level above the common man.Out of bolt, he is able to see what all he wanted to do, what all he haswished in his life.He starts getting selfish, in a better sense, and starts thinking about himself, his needs, his
thoughts , his beliefs, his friends. And then he draws his final list, the list of everything he wants to do before he dies.
Fulfilling each of his wish, the sense of satisfaction elates him to a level where is stops caring that about the fact that he is going to die. The only motivation he has is his own conscience. That drives him to do things which he probably would have never done otherwise.
Yes he dies, but he dies fulfilled.
What I got from it:
Not long ago, I liked to refer to myself as a fighter, fighting the oddities of life. Now, I see the worthlessness of this word. There is no need to fight with anything. One needs to recoganize and understand his own dreams and wishes and work to realize them. I wish to call myself an enjoyer or a dreamer now. I hope I get to the patio of that house where I have these frames waiting for me.
Don't know if this sense of change will last with me even tomorrow morning but for sure this post will remind me that I have to change.
Thanks to Dasvidaniya.....
For novel lovers, read "Vernoica decides to die" by Paulo Cohelo, its on the similar lines but with a more quixotic end.
