What is a holiday?
n. day(s) of recreation
For me, it means endless boredom. There is so much that I can do, and yet there is still void, a feeling of nothingness, that looms over me, like a mysterious shadow, cast even when it is dark. There is a constant lulling, ever drawing me to the very edge of consciousness, of which when passed, I would only see obscure images of fantasy and nightmares, imitating and mocking the real world. However unpleasant it was, I could not hold them back. I am but a mindless drone, ever succumbing to the haunting and taunting I hear in my head. It is like it does not belong to me anymore, but instead to a power which I cannot overcome. They say the mind can conquer everything, but my mind has a mind of it’s own and irony of it all, my mind, the dark side, has conquered me instead…
Welcome. To my world…
In these past 2 weeks, I have been reading a 1008 paged with size 8 font book, not including pages and chapters of appendices with detailed maps and indices.
“I know of what it was that you saw,” she said; “for it is also in my mind. Do not be afraid!” and with it, comes my feeble inspiration to write.
“ The quest has failed, Sam. Even if we get out of here, we can’t escape.”
Of course apart from that, I have been watching movies of old. One particular movie that I came across was Captain Corelli’s Mandolin. And in it I pondered (or stole, I’m not sure) the words, How does the hands, of which is covered with the blood of others, play such beautiful music? The Mandolin (see picture below) is a string instrument, commonly heard in scenes where the gondola drifts over the canals in Venice. I guess it comes from Italy, and such wonderful music it produces.
The movie is about an Italian captain, who leads a company in the occupation of an isle of Cephallonia in Greece during WWII. Vastly different from their German counterparts, these soldiers lead a more peaceful relationship with the locals. Even a German Commander, Gunther, who was assigned to them is taken in by the beautiful music the Captain plays.
This being a war movie, it doesn’t fall short of battle scenes, in the form of the Germans destroying their alliances with Italy and killing all the Italian soldiers. The love for their Captain is shown when one of Corelli’s men shielded him with his own body, taking all the German bullets instead. So there he lay under the body of his comrade and his other soldiers dead all around him. As Gunther searches the bodies for survivors and killing them (yeah, KenJ, your sign applied here), he stops in shooting Corelli as he couldn’t bear betraying his friend and creator of the beautiful music.
And a movie would not be complete without a love interest, which is the main theme of this story. (Of course with love interest there’s love scenes and mass nudity on the beach, but that’s not the point of the movie…)
By the way, she is also learning to be a doctor from her father. And wise words comes form old people, “All wounds can be healed.”
Anyway, I give it a 9 out of 10.
I would like to thank my sister for finding such a good movie to watch.
