Friday, January 23, 2009

this is it!



this is the movie!

in the wild. (2007 release, directed by sean penn)

ammaazing. pure bliss.
its bout a kind of brutal independence. unacknowledged. unspoken.
it hasnt ended yet. but am already beyond the reals of this world  and i need to write this. its a journey of a man, tired of it all. all the money, people, emotions, truth, justice, logic... all of it.
he just runs away from home.. in to alaska. the real wild alsaka. cold alaska. he had been away from home for quite a while now, but hadnt left civilization... he had stood at the periphery... lookin at the amazing world away from humans and society and shit. like standing on the edge of a jungle a big jungle. wild and virgin. unexplored and teeming with life. primitive life... exploring on the edges to determine the perfect spot to enter it.

the movie continues... will be back in a while.
wait!

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ooh! it had a sad end.....

mmm.
was it sad??? may be it looks sad to me. it wasnt for him.
what is happiness and what is sadness???
who am i to define his happiness and who am i to define his sadness???

i can be happy only if i get what i seek. no one else can feel the same amount of thirst as i do. neither can i feel that thirst for others. living life on ones own terms is what makes oneself happy.

and and another thing which happens to be a common perception of thought is that we can find happiness in company. in relationships. a child with his parents. a husband with his wife. a mother to his child. a boy with a girl...  its common. may be true. but it isnt complete.

there is happiness beyond relations and objects. 

There are experiences. 

i donno how much true this is, and in fact this movie highlights the same to an extreme... that life can be happy when one truely gains freedom from all the bondages... to experience and absolve in to the pristine simplicity of nature.

.... i aint no "christopher johnson mccandless"... not that bold, not that free... but somehere down the line ive felt what he felt and tried to live upto.... 

there is joy in emptiness... in wind that flows and strokes your hair... in sound of water when it falls in the rain... in lonely walks when only the voice of your own legs and the shadow of your own self give you company... in lonely room when you speak to your ownself and comfort yourself for your failures... and its joy when you are among people... people you supposed you knew and had for company, but you didnt... and all you find seeing is their smiling faces... you don know what it is...  but you feel it radiating everywhere... that lightness... and you, your own self are basking in it....

and this is the real guy in a real pic who went: Into the wild. 





2 comments:

iago said...

I read this post again..or you can say..that..I am trying to. My room is bombarded with little vociferous packets of stupid bollywood (goes like.."Solah nahi ..tu hai shola!"). And,you just dont know..I feel like swtichin places with the guy right now.

Chronicler said...

where did the loved dovey post go?