I have the habit of being nostalgic on every small thing that happens with me. Somehow its my way of comparing, of remembering or maybe just feeling happy that things are getting better. Isnt that the reason most of us think back?
Tango Charlie is a movie, not liked by most people i have met. For some, it is a movie which happened a few years ago, for others a flop. The few who have actually seen it, have found it to be too violent and too tense for their choice. For me it is a movie most cherished till now.
My father is an officer in the Indian Army. Often referred to as PAPA during his stay in Shrinagar, he would never tell his family how the life on the border was. That was always kept a secret. He discouraged me from joining the army saying i was not emotionally right for it and i could serve the country in some other way. After seeing that movie i realized why he said that.
Their is a scene in the movie in which tanisha sharma, the actress, steals the hero's diary and reads it before he can reach her. She gets so affected by his traumatic life that she finds herself asking him the question "how could you be so innocent with so much wrong going around" That scene is my favorite, because i find myself asking the same question to the inner me. Was it all worth it? i wonder. But then it was! It has always been!
Anyone's life can be categorized by the major events which happened with them.I categorize my life according to places i have been to. I feel happy that today once again after seeing that movie i am feeling like writing something about what has happened which i never dared before.
Each place leaves a memory with that person, no matter how big or small he maybe. It has a mental foot print on him which he carries with him throughout his life. Which he cherishes till its end for space, time and distances might change but memories remain fixed and keep getting stronger as you cherish them.
The memory can be distorted, as the movie "memento" puts it....but that is what defines you and your actions....
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