Schindler’s List and Me

The movie I saw today. Don’t know why I picked ‘today’ to watch the movie. Maybe I just needed a reason to cry out loud.

I’d been wanting to watch the movie since I don’t know when. And I am actually ashamed that I’ve had the CD for quite some time now but I didn’t watch it. Good that I grew a brain at least now.

Lovely movie. I enjoyed every moment. Especially the scene he talks with Helen about that brutal officer Amon and finishes it with a kiss on her forehead. Just before kissing her he says “don’t worry it’s not that kind of a kiss”. The understanding between the two souls was simply breathtaking. It feels so good to hear an “I care.” I guess. Another one was the last scene where Oscar cries saying he could have saved one more life with his Gold pin, One Life. All scenes were great… The movie gave me a really heavy heart. Hazaar depressing…

It must be rather clichéd to say we could never even imagine the horror that the Jews faced during the Second World War and that no one could ever face tragedy like they did. If we had learnt our lessons soon enough then the re narration of these stories wouldn’t be necessary. Forget about the nations of the world waging wars and all that jazz. People on the whole seem to be growing less tolerant towards each other.

My mom keeps saying “My generation was and is far more understanding than yours” and I used to ridicule her. But off late I have begun to feel it is true. People don’t seem to have the time or patience for one another. Sometimes it may even start with a simple misunderstanding. Tempers fly in jet speeds. Hatred grows. This keeps growing on itself and leads to massacres like the ones we’ve witnessed in the past. Only when it turns into one do we actually associate some sort of significance to it and realize that there’s something to learn from it. But it stops there. The learning part never happens.

Why not try sort out differences in the beginning and nip it off in the bud. Every li’l issue should be considered equivalent to a massacre or something and be taken care of. Not that this is gonna sort all the issues in the world that we close down the UN officially or something. But it would at least make the world a better place. If we could just learn to accept each other and try reducing our complaints, If we could just say a sorry, if we could just….

It's been so long since we took the time
to share words from deep inside us
we’re in our own world spinning our wheels….

Sigh… So much for Schindler’s list… My list of ifs will go on and on too... Ciao…

ON THE SELF

Ideally this post should also be called "after a long hiatus" but then i don't want people to under estimate by blog christening abilities. :-) You are however free to choose from "On the Self" or "Another of her stupid thought pracus after a long hiatus" ( Trying to be TR's follower. Will appreciate a few laughs after this line)
Now now. Back to the serious topic... Where do i start. Secure my blog first..

Statutory Warning :This is purely a view point or rather just a view of the world and the people in it that I have. So even if some of the statements seem very judgmental... kindly ignore the tone of such statements :-)

What does it mean to be you???

A question that every human wants to answer at one or other point of life.. Defining 'being yourself' as doing what you want to do...

This question mostly doesn't arise in a person's mind. Because of two reasons,
The person is already doing what he wants to do or when the person has no idea what he wants and so never cares to think about de question and blindly accepts "what life gives them" or so he states.
These two groups have a symbiotic relationship according to me. The actions of people belonging to the second kind are indirect outcomes of a few people of the first kind.

People who do what they want to do can never affect one of their own tribesmen. It’s always the other group that either benefits from their deeds or faces the bad outcomes. Thus most of the modifications of the world are brought about by these people.

Some of the “thinkers" as 'I think' I should call them are however skeptical about everything around. They mostly try to avoid people different from them. Most of them are solitary reapers with thoughts about anything and everything running in their minds 24*7. (A small doubt: am clueless as to why people resort to writing 24/7. Doesn't make sense does it...) When they find people of either their kind they cling on to them (sort of intellectual bonding) some are even sub consciously in search of people from the other group whom they can mould.

The thinkers are efficient enough to find the simplest solutions to the most complicated problems however are equally capable to blow up the smallest of things to outrageous proportions and end up getting confused. A friend once told me that "confusions" can do good as they help us to concentrate on the problem better and hence find a better solution to it. Don’t know how far it can be generalized. In a few men confusions may lead to fear and hence an incapability to find a solution even if there be one.
And now to the Utopian part: The thinkers ought to realize the responsibility that they shoulder. Responsibility towards their own self and towards the society they live in. They should be the motivators and initiators and not mere spectators. We should be able to realize a world full of thinkers. Well at least most of it. Each one of us should grasp that in the end it just boils down to making choices, the Right ones.

So finally (FINALLY.. I know :-)) It doesn't matter if you have a high IQ or not to be a thinker. Just that if you are thinking well enough and for yourself more than for anyone else.

Are you ?

Cheers

P.S. I am not even sure if the paragraphs have any continuity. If you can relate them, then you can probably comprehend my rather weighty thoughts about the topic. :-p