I have a thing for movies or series that are adapted based on real-life stories. Frankly speaking, those are the only things that I am interested in watching; for some reason, I'm not really into fiction nowadays. During my first week of self-quarantine, I was caught up with watching this series which is inspired by real-life personal essays from the New York Times column, 'Modern Love'.
I think the first episode is still my favourite, it was about a relationship between a girl who was living alone, and a doorman with a fatherly figure. The second one was good too, though I admire the chemistry between the interviewer and the interviewee itself more than their personal love stories. But that episode made me realise that there is actually no time limit in forgetting someone who used to be so dear to you. I hate to break it to you (or maybe to myself) that it basically takes...ermm....
Forever 😌
Forever 😌
The girl in the third episode, Lexi (Anne Hathaway), kind of reminds me of myself sometimes. Though I don't think I am bipolar myself, I do have days when I just can't explain why my mood can change very instantly, like it was just yesterday I was talking for hours with my close friends and all I know, the day after I did't even feel like replying to their texts - and they weren't even doing anything wrong. I don't know, it's probably just my weird swing of mood.
When Sarah and Dennis played tennis as part of their therapy, I just realised how much I miss playing tennis like I used to back in KY. I remember playing with May and Hasif once, or probably twice, before Hasif and Adam had to leave, making it only the 10 of us to stay. I remember being coached by Azizan during my first couple of weeks in KY, and spent another 6 months playing tennis and squashy with Izzatul, though we definitely were't getting any better at it. Ahh, I really miss listening to the sound of the ball hitting the racket when it got the right contact.
Yasmine, on the other hand, reminded me of a person who used to be someone special because of a line that she said in the episode when she was having the 'big talk' with Rob - something about being around for the long-term. Anyway, though I love ALL of the episodes in the series, it's only the last episode that I was unexpectedly emotional about. Probably because Ken and Margot were the elderly and their love story feels more deep and real, and seeing Ken lying in the coffin just broke me.
I am not the best person to talk about this so I won't be writing much, but watching the series made me feel so interested in sooooo many facets of human love. It is such a journey. 'A universal journey of quest for love and acceptance', as they put it. Yet, everyone has strikingly different stories to tell about the same journey; 'a journey of finding the truth, the good and the bad about love and relationships'.
Me? Oh. I don't think I have any personal 'inspiring' story that I can possibly send to New York Times for that column.
Hmmm. Do I? 🤔
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S: "Okay all the best, and do keep in touch. If you need anything do let us know."
H: "Insya Allah will do! Saya memerlukan doa-doa kalian huhu"
S: "Semoga berjaya juga dengan hati hahaha"
H: "Hahahaha kisah lama tak usah dikenang"
S: "Uiks terus jadi kisah lama, dramatik ni"
H: "Hahaha circumstances always change unexpectedly"
S: "True. Tak apa, there will always be a new story"
H: "Just have to be positive about new beginnings hoho"
S: "That's the spirit! Keep loving!"
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