Honestly, if one asks me to choose a favorite movie, it would be like letting a lady into a huge jewelry store and restricting her to pick just one, with no strings attached. Some are antiques, few others unique, yet others expensive, while many are attractive. Ask a lady, and she can delineate how tempting it is to pick up most of them and how hard to restrict it to just one. Allegedly for me, its very hard to pick one movie of the many lot that I have watched. Some were entertaining, others eye-opening, some educative, few others time-pass, many inspiring, a lot of them my night-study companions. 😊 There is nothing so fleeting as watching a movie, yet there are a few that leave you influenced for the life time. One such for me is – 12 Angry Men . 12 Angry Men - It’s a tale of remarkable insight into the upsurge of economic, social, cultural thought process witnessed by the eyes, brains and hearts of the 12 angry men in a jury room. The evolution of the consensus in a closed room
ಸಖೀಯರ ಶರೀರವಿಡೀ ದಣಿದಿದೆ . ಮನಸ್ಸು ಭಾರವಾಗಿದೆ . ಯಾಕಪ್ಪಾ ಅಂತೀರಾ ? ಕೊರೊನಾ ಸ್ವಾಮೀ ಕೊರೊನ ! ಕೆಲಸದಾಕೆ ಕೆಲಸಮಾಡಲು ಬಂದು ಎರಡು ವಾರದ ಮೇಲಾಯಿತು . ಬಟ್ಟೆ ಒಗೆಯುವುದು , ಪಾತ್ರೆ ತೊಳೆಯುವುದು , ಕಸ ತೆಗೆಯುವುದು , ಮನೆ ಒರೆಸುವುದರ ಮಧ್ಯೆ ; ಕಾಲು ಕಟ್ಟಿ ಹೌಸ್ - ಅರೆಸ್ಟ್ ಆದ ಮಕ್ಕಳು , ವರ್ಕ್ - ಫ್ರಮ್ - ಹೋಂ ಮಾಡುವ ಗಂಡನ ಆಗಾಗಿನ ಬೇಡಿಕೆ ಪೂರೈಸುವ ಕಾರ್ಯಕ್ರಮಗಳು , ಲಲಿತೆಯರ ದೇಹ ದಣಿಸಿದೆ . ಇನ್ನು ಹಿರಿಯರಾದರೆ ಪಾಡು ಕೇಳಬೇಕೆ ? ತಾವು ಅಕ್ಕರೆಯಿಂದ ಸಾಕಿ ಸಲಹಿದ ತಮ್ಮ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಮಗ / ಮಗಳು , ಅವರ ಪತ್ನಿ / ಪತಿ , ಜೊತೆಗೆ ಅವರ ಮಕ್ಕಳು ; ಎಲ್ಲರೂ ಪರದೇಶದಲ್ಲಿ / ಪರವೂರಿನಲ್ಲಿ ಕೊರೊನಾ - ಸುರಕ್ಷಿತರಾಗಿದ್ದಾರೆಯೇ ಎಂಬ ಯೋಚನೆಯ ಸುಳಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಭಾರವಾಗಿರುವ ಮನಸ್ಸು . ಅತ್ತ ನುಂಗಲೂ ಆಗದೆ , ಉಗುಳಲೂ ಆಗದೆ , ಮನದ ಭಾರ ಇಳಿಸಿಕೊಳ್ಳುವ ಪ್ರಯತ್ನ ನಡೆದಿದೆ , ಪ್ರತಿಯೊಬ್ಬರ ಮನದಲಿ ಮತ್ತು ಮನೆಯಲಿ . ಅದೇ ರೀತಿಯ ನನ್ನದೂ ಒಂದು ಯತ್ನ , ಪುಟ್ಟ ಚಿತ್ರ - ಕವಿತೆಯ ಪ್ರಯತ್ನ .
( Any thing and any person seeks a compassionate heart. The restless brain influenced by the materialistic greed either refrains from taking righteous action or indulges into sinful crime; convincing oneself that everything is in it's hands. It needs a situation like quarantine for hearts to takeover brain and be compassionate. What a short lived soaring compassion! ) Stitch in time saves nine They say a stitch in time saves nine But why would you save nine when it is completely fine? Oh no, then goes the realization - it’s quarantine! The thread running like a non-stop train, Helps restless brain to refrain; Or may be it’s just to convince that I can make things fine, And console the crooked wise brain. Stop it! It’s a crime, Says heart, the prime. But the heart’s words go unheard without proper claim. Repeated gestures like that are for sure to chime! Its then that neither stitch nor time is going to stop the prime, And it sews its way to sublim
I woke up this morning after a straight seven hours sleep and feel like I can sleep another seven hours. A week long wisdom-tooth trouble and mostly closed dental clinics; direct me to pain killers. Being me, pills are usually not my escape route. Unless situations demand, I mostly seek sleep as an escape for physical pain. However, I have been managing with turmeric pastes, salt water gargles and clove oil to beat the sulking tooth ache. These are strange times. Aren’t they? An invisible virus called corona resulting in a pandemic that has caused the entire world to shutdown. Doesn’t it look more like a dream than a reality? Aren’t we living through the days that our future would read about, as not-so-easily-believable history? I wonder, when are we going to wake up from this dream called reality! With out a second thought, we humans have achieved the unachievable; reached the unreachable and there is no boundary to our limits. We all have been busy running a rat-race. So b