JWM is one of my most favorite films. I can't count how many times I have seen it. For me it's just not a movie; a lot of my life's happiness, expectation and memory is associated with it. Six months back when I wanted to see it, I couldn't see it. It was terrible but I was just not able to see it. Something was haunting me.
Today I watched it again. And it's back. It proves that I am slowly coming out of that black shadow that lasted for one year and two months in my life.
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“Jab We Met” keeps coming to Indian movie/entertainment channels twice every month. Infect, it’s a spoiler, bereavement of an excellent film. You should have watched it much earlier, not enduring the 14th month old grim.
Apologies, sleepy eyes deceived myself. I wanted to mean ‘6 month old grim endured for 8 more painful months’.
Just wanted to share a little story with you. Hope you would get it.
[Story] The Pretty Lady
Once upon a time a big monk and a little monk were traveling together. They came to the bank of a river and found the bridge was damaged. They had to wade across the river. There was a pretty lady who was stuck at the damaged bridge and couldn't cross the river. The big monk offered to carry her across the river on his back. The lady accepted. The little monk was shocked by the move of the big monk. 'How can big brother carry a lady when we are supposed to avoid all intimacy with females?' thought the little monk. But he kept quiet. The big monk carried the lady across the river and the small monk followed unhappily. When they crossed the river, the big monk let the lady down and they parted ways with her.
All along the way for several miles, the little monk was very unhappy with the act of the big monk. He was making up all kinds of accusations about big monk in his head. This got him madder and madder. But he still kept quiet. And the big monk had no inclination to explain his situation. Finally, at a rest point many hours later, the little monk could not stand it any further; he burst out angrily at the big monk. 'How can you claim yourself a devout monk, when you seize the first opportunity to touch a female, especially when she is very pretty? All your teachings to me make you a big hypocrite.
The big monk looked surprised and said, 'I had put down the pretty lady at the river bank many hours ago, how come you are still carrying her along?'
[This very old Chinese Zen story reflects the thinking of many people today. There is no need to be further hurt by the unpleasant event after it is over. We should let go of the pretty lady immediately after the unpleasant event is over. This will immediately remove all our agonies.]
To IdontNeedName,
Thanks for the comments.
I am sorry, but I didnt understand your second comment. I dont understand what you are referring to. And also I have two questions - Do I know you? Do you know me personally?
AS for the third comment, I have not understood why you have posted this story here. What do you want to tell me? I know this story and I had posted it in my blog sometime in 2007.
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