Heck of a day! And what a breather in the end! Just got off watching a beautiful movie called Good Will Hunting. I must admit it’s one of the nicest movies that I’ve seen in recent past that did not feature Al Pacino. I could go on and on about script execution, acting, direction, blah, blah, blah. But that’s not my job to review the movie. Reason: I am simply not qualified for that. I’ll do what I do the best – at least I think so.
Frankly speaking, I didn’t understand the movie to its core. It’s one of those plays that you really have to dig to get it. It’s an onion; you have to peel it and cry a little to enjoy it. The protagonist of the movie has a beautiful mind and an attitude of an ass hole. The description sounds about right for me. Well, if not the beautiful mind part I can be really good at being an ass hole. The problem with the guy is he does not know what he wants from his life. And the problem with most of us is we do not know that either. And here comes the interesting part; we don’t want to admit that we don’t know what we want from this life. We just feel like beating around the bushes and don’t give a fuck about leaving our comfort zone. And I say its good for you if that’s what you want.
We read books, newspapers and shit like that and then we pretend that we have figured out how this whole god damned system works. It’s like having a Facebook account with 300 odd friends in our friends list and we claim that we have a great social life! I am sorry to convey this, but social life is actually three-dimensional. You cannot know depth of a swimming pool just by looking at it. Dive In – if not that, at the least throw a stone to make a calculated guess it.
I think the time has come for some soul searching and thinking what I “really” want to do. It’s about the time for some drastic changes, some life altering decisions to be made. Time to drop the week shit and stand tall for what you believe in. Life is not about holding yourselves back fearing you could just spoil the status quo. But it’s about going after something that you remotely believe in and giving it your best shot not fearing about how it’s gonna turn out to be.
There is this nice little story in the movie where a guy misses, what apparently is one of the greatest ball game ever, just to see his girl. So he slides his ball game ticket across the table to his pals and says: “Sorry, guys; I gotta see about a girl.” Well, I guess, I have to get off the dock and set my sails to find my "metaphoric girl" to see about her.
