Monday, December 10, 2012

Melancholic.

The reading had left me so about a decade back; the movie did much the same. To a degree where when my four-year-old nephew declared, 'I feel sad, for the boy', instead of trying to convince the preschooler of 'the happy ending', I told him it was alright. It was alright to feel sad.

And then I slipped back into my own thoughts, about closure. And, about communication. Wondering about words that should have been said, but never were. How it is sometimes the hardest to articulate the most basic emotions. To say, I wish you well. Or, good bye. So you shrug it off, or, simply disappear.

'What a terrible thing it is to botch the farewell. I am a person who believes in form, in the harmony of order. Where we can, we must give things meaningful shape. It is important in life to conclude things properly. Only then can you let go. Otherwise you are left with words you should have said but never did, and your heart is heavy with remorse. That bungled good bye hurts me to this day.' (Life of Pi)

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