Dirty picture was like a peep show into the life of an exhibitionist...a person who believed in excess and reveled in it....but in the end it was a lonely life ..was it because she was a woman? or could she have gotten away if she were a man? after a long time I was feeling the fire of feminism..I thought I had settled down comfortably with my role play finally...an average wife( my opinion) , a hopeless mom( my son's observation ) and a terrific daughter ( my father's point of view).....but then what's the outcome of living life on ones own terms? of rotting in hell and your detractors roasting in the bonfire ? Of calling the shots ? ..Is it good bad or ugly? I won't know really !! Cos though I am tempted to know..I chose the middle path of mediocrity long ago...cos mediocrity= sanity..!!!
Heidi lived in Alps with her Alms uncle - I read this story in a book that was called The Big Big Story Book and it had a compilation of amazing stories that were my first foray into the world of English story books. Recently on a long flight I watched the movie much to delight of the young steward who was our attendant that night. My first glimpse of the Alps was from our flight ...the dawn breaking to spread the orange hues over the snowy terrain...looked mesmerizing even to someone who is not too fond of the mountains. Switzerland was beautiful, with its manicured terrain and flowers like pretty maids all in a row, picture perfect setting and breathtaking, like a touch me not porcelain beauty. Coming from my "elo melo" city I wondered how people managed to keep a country so organized , I have trouble keeping my room in ship shape...... No, I would not like to live there ......it's too distant and too cold ,but what I will carry in my heart is the awesome time .......
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