When I visited Vietnam, I had never thought that I would write about it. Vietnam was a part of movies and books about the Vietnam War for most people like me. Much like it's history, I discovered the place has a lingering effect.
Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi was unceremoniously thrown off the train at Pietermaritzburg in the night. The momentous journey to India’s freedom had begun on that railway station.
It was like the entry into in a Universal Studios set, where one moment you are in line and the next moment you are living a fantasy. Failure, I thought, hits you in a similar fashion; suddenly out of nowhere, except that you know it’s been lurking in the dark all along.
One realizes as the years pass that parents never go away from our lives. At happy moments, more so in sad ones, they come unbidden in thoughts. Also, as time goes by one understands them more, in a way one never did when they were around.
Originally ransom was demanded for the release of life. It used to be said, 'your money or your life'. Now ransom is demanded for data release. Slowly and steadily, as humans have crept along the technology curve, life has transformed into packets of data.
"Let go" the two magical , short and simple words are replete with confusion and difficulty. Whether flowing from ancient philosophical thought or the Whatsapp message of a friend, these two words are doled out as advice, as a solution and as a way of life.
Capturing the magic of movies and encapsulating the thrill into a dream-like day is the essence of a visit to Universal Studios.
Chronicling our lives for our witnesses is something we strive for throughout. It is what gives our existence meaning and value.