la vita è bella

yes im talkin bout the master piece from Roberto Benigni...life has not been the same since i watched this movie...absolutely marvellous..a movie more to be felt than watched(few of those who think im exaggerating please watch it once more)...making good movies is indeed an art and it becomes quite challenging if your script demands a set up of 1939(though the movie would ve been good enough if it were to depict today's life but life is best glorified under the shades of death..and what else could better signify the ugly dance of death than the second world war..the worst catastrophe ever)..

so here are few thoughts from the movie which might compel you to watch it once more..

• Sunflower bow to sun..if they are too bowed down, mean they are dead..You are serving, not a servant.Serving is a supreme art.God is the first servant.God serves man but he is not a servant.
• Our race is supreme : an unmarked scene of the movie but quite moving never the less.the students being given lectures upon racism when they can hardly diffrenciate between colours(not the colour of skin mind you)
• SCHOPENHAUER : with will power we can do anything(our Guido didn't understood schopenhauer but he certainly did any and eveything with his willpower)
• The Obssesed Doctor : questioned the waiter"bigger it is, Less you SEE it" and our hero replied "DARKNESS"...well this was just to show that he was very witty but in the end when the doctor meets him in the c(h)ell... instead of thinking to help Guedo he is just sharing riddles with him.this was the height of inhumanity.
• Life -a game of 1000 points : yes it all begins when Guido filters the harsh realities of the world before they could reach his son Joshua...and if somehow they did, he made him believe that these were tricks played by opponents so that he might loose some points in the game they were playing(this fits very well in our life too where many of our anti are planning against us)..life would have been easier to play than to live..after all we have a motive when we are playing a game..to WIN

What if life really were a game..score 1000 points first and take home a tank,a real tank(or what ever u wish to take)..Guido was a larger than life character who extracted positives from any situation..or was it the love of his son that made him wink at death itself...i knew he would die in the end..but how could a man like him die..why couldn't he fool death..why didn't he use Schopenhauer law on death(I wanna live,i wanna live)..or he could ve cried Oh! virgin mary give me life and life he was awarded..but no such thing happened..Guedo died..sacrificed his life..and the game did come to an end..Joshua stood first right in front of the REAL TANK he had won.

FEELINGS ARE NOT FAECES(or r they???)

well the title may seem to b a little out of the way..feelings being compared to faeces..now come on we ve infinite better metaphors for feelings and emotions..but then the tilte is about wat feelins aren't than wat they actually are(to explain the latter is not my cup of tea)..well last nite i was into a byzantine conversation with a very close friend of mine..(as all gr8 things this was also on the net i.e. chatting)
it was myself who had started askin bout her gf(or shud i sayX gf)..well may be im not able to tell the full story but the highlights of the talk were only a few unanswered questions..
why can't we be rational in love or can practical person(like we engg.) ever fall in the ditch named love?
i will brief u bout our love birds(or doves to be precise)..the guy is into his third year engg. from IIT powaii..u know wat it takes to get ther--SACRIFICES..many of them..i know he won't like this but he has missed sum quality time that some of we other friends spent only to get where he is now...the very summit of achievements as for a teen..
the gal is into her MBA first year from b'lore(now distance does matters) and as far as i know she is a sensible girl(but after all she is a girl)..
so they became net frenz and talkd and met and liked each other and fell in luv(..and finally look like departin)..
so wat was the problem..well as the guy is my friend the problem obviously was the gal..she needed sum commitments..marrying and all that..now as a practical person the guy tries his best to keep his stand,sort things out but life is not so beautiful..
now back to wher i started..the guy doesn't wanna loose her completely but the problem is he can't ve her all either..so wat shud he do???he won't commit(actually he can't coz success has just touched his feet and he has to reach the heights)..
CAN WE TRANSFORM LOVE INTO FRIENDSHIP??
this was his question to which i instantaneously answered FEELINGS ARE NOT FAECES..we just can't flush away the present emotions that we ve for sum1 and install some new ones...life would ve been much easier that way..every morning freshen up urself for some new feelings towards ne1..no my friend its sort of a database..every single moment that u ve spent with that girl is stored..and thts why it keeps knockin back..u keep on missin her..
so what's the solution..well its already there and is always there..the unisyllable, fourth dimension better known as TIME..they were rite who said its the best healer..indeed it is..so i hope we see the guy gettin over all this and makin his mark in this world..(and in my world too coz its not the same as his i guesss)...

rendezvous

hereby i welcome myself to the world of bloggin..may it spice up my life a lil bit more..