R: “Hey.. look over there, thats Beauty!”
N: Shrugs.. “you’ve bestial tastes pal…”
R: hah.. “Well.. maybe you got it wrong, but then her real name is Beauty”
N: hmm “theres still hope for you…”
following this conversation, I (R) happened to meet with a videographer who is into local tv serials, but direly aspires to be a world class movie maker. it was a day with a topic on beauty Read more…
Ever since the rock star ran away, the “durbar” has been shut down of its usual daily proceedings. Jack Black’s, School of Rock, seeded some thought for one such conclave.
Let me quote from the movie
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One day, Ravindranath Jr, a friend of mine, showed me a poem he wrote. In it he was making a comparison to Icarus who tried to fly with wings of wax seeking the sun, only to fall down when he reached eventually.
He was basically referring to life’s difficulties and that the wings of wax symbolizes our hopes, our aspirations, the dreams,the illusions; and we search for the sun. That is the truth. But the irony is that, if we ever actually find the sun, the wax will melt and we fall like Icarus, but we still are on that quest. Icarus represents the metaphysical rebellion within us, like he himself put it.
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