a feast..

Resilience. Today I witnessed it amidst bone-chilling images that made my hair stand. As I sat there rooted, the word permeated my thoughts. His perserverance was admirable. His integrity amidst the corrupt natures of his surroundings even more so.

Yet I hadn't expected something this crude. Sure there was the whole violence label on the whole thing but I just wasn't prepared for the rude shock of the sights exposing the vile side of mankind. I winced at every gunshot, cringed at the horrendous torture and yet something drew me. My eyes transfixed on the scene before me, I didn't know what it was that captivated me so. And then I realised that it was the unmasked brutality so blatantly flaunting itself, the rawness of it all, that I didn't want to believe existed.

I was undeniably hooked. This wasn't just another hero gets girl story. It was far more. Stripped bare of its facades, the rawness of human nature exposed struck a chord. It was a portrait of life on the other side, the side that seems to have been neglected and shunned. It was a painting, a true depiction of survival. A fight just to stay alive, a quest to outrun others in the rat race. It wasn't just him. From the gang leaders to the children, it was the same for everyone. That stirred my thoughts. Even in this world now, isn't that a reality? Perhaps with greater civility in some places, but nevertheless isn't it the same?

Although the story unravelled to a somewhat predictable ending, the journey it took left a deep impression, leaving me choked with emotion. Thought-provoking, it made me begin to ponder life's journey yet again. This time, from a different viewpoint.

Brilliantly captured with every scene poignant and meaningful, SLUMDOG MILLIONARE was truly a work of art in my eyes. And that was joy today. To savour every moment of that film and to realise my blessings. Of course, not forgetting the company who convinced me to watch such an unforgettable film.