Hope is a luxury not everyone can afford but those who can are the wealthiest of us.
What Hope can do to you? It can keep you going. It can make you apply for a new job with probably better opportunities. It can make you get a new toy in anticipation of it lasting the fresh joy longer than the previous one. It can prep you up to invent a new recipe to get that chef title.
Or, it can get you free of Shawshank State Penitentiary after almost two decades of prison time.
Yes. i am talking about 1990's one of classics and all time hit movies, The Shawshank Redemption.
Good movies are like good books. Every time you pick them up, there is always a new thing to learn. You have already gone through those pages/scenes previously, may be for 4-5 times and yet the 6th time you revisit, they still have the nerve to fix you with the charm of amazement and the naivety of anticipation about the mystery. Every time you pick such marvel, you will be amazed like you just got kissed for the first time, with the joy expected and yet the experience mysterious and sweet as you could never imagine until you are through it.
Mr. Andy Dufresne, played exceptionally well by Tim Robbins, is a character built up on the mortar and brick of Hope and Strategic planning. Two life sentences, back-to-back, could break anyone's back but each time Andy faced a turmoil, it only strengthened him. Or, that's the choice he made. He could have allowed himself to be drowned by the hopelessness of it all but the way he chews the latest trouble and spits it out as a part of his later plans, that sends his viewer straight to the island called awe. i was in awe thinking of this morning when i woke up at around 8.30 and cried for no reasons after ten minutes and then seeing a guy getting sentenced for twenty straight years despite being innocent and yet not surrendering to get bulldozed by emotions on prime time, i was certainly in awe. i cried for no reasons while Andy did not despite of having all the right reasons. Talk about wonders of life.
There is one character who makes you think what Home is. It's Mr. Brooks, the librarian in the Shawshank prison. Now Mr. Brooks has spent 50 years in the prison library managing it as an old man could and rolling out books to prisoners every night. One day, he is free to go. He walks out of the prison and there he was, finding no sense of belonging in the newly acquainted freedom. He walks and hops on the roads, trying to speed up with the world that has picked the speed of an extra mile or two in last 50 years, working up as a grocery-loader at grocery shop all the while trying to fight renewed fear of living in a small apartment provided by the government. Looking at him in the outside world, i thought to myself -
We have a wrong definition of Home. For us, it's beside the main road and out of prison. For folks like Mr. Brooks, it is prison, finding peace and heaven in sniffing rustic smell of books, sleeping in a small cell and dealing with prisoners. For us, prison is the outside world. For Mr. Brooks, outside world is his prison. No wonder he tried to commit another crime so that he could stay inside.
And then we have the prison warden. i am forgetting his name but he has not done anything bonzer to be remembered. All he did was to keep Andy up close and sending the only witness to his innocence in heaven (or, hell may be). finally he gets paid handsomely at the end, by his own hand, through a fashionable gun. You can get the idea.
There is also a saying - Not two people read the same book. Again, it applies to movies as well.
What i find in this movie, i shared a piece of it. You may see it altogether differently. Product is same. Lenses are different.
And if you have some time, would you mind sharing a fragment of your landscape? Wish to see if yours is greener than mine.