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2006-09-14 06:36:05 · 12 answers · asked by . 4 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Philosophy
Well, I don't mean writing an essay at al...but just sum thoughts frm my mind right now :),
I was in love with family movies and still I am....The very film...well, I guess tht u won't understand this language...which is Indian....but maybe as ur name suggests it..dreamer...sumthing stuck like Indian..!
As well, the name of the movie 'Kal ho na ho'....I won't say it's a big hit or sumthing or tht it was the wnderful ever film, produced...well, it says just the msge people should try to remember....it says tht 'tomorrow maynot be there , if we expect it'...It's a truth tht people never care for today(well, except sum people like me!!) :) ...they keep evrything for tomorrow...and who knows whether the sun rises or not tomorrow..or even if we open our eyes to see if the sun rises!! whatever..the movie was just amazing to me...I think the characters did a good job...it's all abt an Indian family's suffering in New York..well, they were unhappy....the girl never smiled...quarrels and debts and all such things...I especially liked the part when naina's (oh! preity!) mom tells her sister tht an angel wuld come...and at the same time sharukh sailing for New York..and the amazing background music....and then when the family sits to pray..and asks God to give them a little light in that darkness....at the same time he appearing at their window..and the snow falling as if to suggest tht the burden the sky had to carry is now falling down with the moment...
later when the actor makes evry character in the story happy and wipe away the tears..we viewers little know of his fate...while making others happy and he himself smiling their was something been hidden..the terrible fate awaiting....and evn then he is trying to make people smiling....and at last he vanishes frm the beautiful world...leaving behind just happiness....and when he lived he lived his life...he sacrificed...he enjoyed and did his duty as a being.....the story was real heart touching....and still do I see the film whenevr I get time...It did create such a fascination in my mind...the value of time...u know, and more abt the meaning of life...it's not just to live...but to live in other's life..well, I can't explain more.....but I loved its message..and the song still lingers in my heart....and I could now see tht there are people who come to earth like incarnations of God...who live just for others...just to see someone's happiness...OMG....This is the ultimate film...the ulterior....evn the foreigners here cry frm it...as I showed them....Create the difference with ur life...and u'll know wat it is all abt...where it takes u to...:)
YOU COULD READ HISTORY...BUT CREATING HISTORY AND BEING A PART OF IT IS DIFFICULT....well, actually being part of someone's history is difficult..coz only some people are made special and only some of them remain in people's heart...they maynot be history students :) or history makers...but they know what history has to offer u....and wht it takes to accept them......
LIVE ....and be the part of life !! :)
2006-09-15 11:14:21 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 2⤊ 0⤋
To win such a competition you need more than just a well written essay, you need to demonstrate a mature and sensitive understanding about the topic, that touches on controversy but doesn't get in the judges faces. I would try and bring in some real example, maybe it is somethng from a news story, but what about something from your own life. Have you seen an example of intolerance. What was the outcome, and then how does that impact on the bigger stage of the world.
2016-03-27 01:18:10 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Uncle Emo was confused. He was sure he had placed the Muscateer Tribune on the nightstand right beside the overstuffed king sized be in the upstairs attic so he would have something to read later after the evening meal. As he searched the ramshackle house in which he dwelt with 4 cats, a burmese python, 2 black collar boarder collies and a yellow finch whose major proclivity was cursing at the clerics passing through this one horse town on foot towards their final destination of paying tribute and homage to the fabled resting place of some obscure saint from the 12th century.
Finally reaching the door that led down to the basement, from which he hadnt dared cross since the Helsinki incident of 1912, Uncle Emo steeled his nerve, grabbed the door knob, which felt like a huge glob of partially melted tundra ice in his left hand. In his right he gripped the butt-end of a 12 gauge saw-off shot gun. Twisting the knob, jerking the door open and flicking on the light switch, he was amazed to find the rotting stinking corpse of a skunk nailed to the far wall. The stench of it made him gag, then reel back and drop the shot gun, which inadvertantly went off, punching a hole in the ceiling right where, in the bedroom upstairs, the sole surviving copy of a minature Darth Vader statuette stood. The statue fell through the hole, landing on Uncle Emo's big toe, producing an enormous amount of pain, to which Uncle Emo replied, "I swear by all that's holy I will NEVER buy star wars products again!".
Then he fell over and died from an immediate imbolism caused by the Darth Vader statuette.
The End!
2006-09-14 06:46:55 · answer #3 · answered by digital genius 6 · 4⤊ 0⤋
Descartes walks into a café and sits down ready to order. A
waiter comes up to him and asks, "Do you need a menu?"
Descartes replies, "I think not," and he disappears!
A boy is about to go on his first date, and is nervous about what to talk about. He asks his father for advice. The father replies: ``My son, there are three subjects that always work. These are food, family, and philosophy.''
The boy picks up his date and they go to a soda fountain. Ice cream sodas in front of them, they stare at each other for a long time, as the boy's nervousness builds. He remembers his father's advice, and chooses the first topic. He asks the girl: ``Do you like potato pancakes?'' She says ``No,'' and the silence returns.
After a few more uncomfortable minutes, the boy thinks of his father's suggestion and turns to the second item on the list. He asks, ``Do you have a brother?'' Again, the girl says ``No'' and there is silence once again.
The boy then plays his last card. He thinks of his father's advice and asks the girl the following question: ``If you had a brother, would he like potato pancakes?''
2006-09-14 06:39:05 · answer #4 · answered by DanE 7 · 3⤊ 0⤋
Here's a topic that came off the top of my head.
I believe that we, as a people, should abolish the idea of wearing uncomfortable, stuffy two piece suits when working in Corporate America. To make people feel more relaxed and thus, increase productivity, have everyone show up to work in pajamas (nude sleepers need not apply).
That is all.
2006-09-14 06:40:45 · answer #5 · answered by chrstnwrtr 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
I have spent a majority of my time on this site lately. and I have began to wonder, why are we all here? we ask questions, give answers, share thoughts and ideas. just like in real life. so are we here because there is nobody around us to have an in depth conversation with? should we be interacting with the people around us in such depth, humor and honesty as we do here? last night i realized that i was reading the answers my husband gives because i want to know him better. i want to know how he thinks, i am curious to see what kind of answers he gives. i realized this while he was in the same room as me, we were both silent. that is just sad. perhaps we should be breaking down the barriers of communication in our own homes and lives instead of here. tonight, i think i will give my kids a topic and give each of them a chance to answer because this is kind of silly.
2006-09-14 07:05:18 · answer #6 · answered by bad kitty 3 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Eh. Why not... My secret is now public, I suppose. The opening paragraph to a short story in progress...
Tiptoeing in the corners of your mind, lurking. Ever present, always watchful, waiting for a moment of weakness. Hunting, as though for prey. Seeking to find what lacks. Watching for it will do you no good; for just like a pot of boiling water, the more conscious you are of it, the further from your grasp it slips. Bittersweet and tantalizing, it seeks to wrap you in its' embrace and hold on for good. It's beautiful and tormenting, sly and brutally obvious. You want to deny it, to push it from your mind, but to try is to take all that is within you and deny it life.
Sorry... now you have me wanting to write again...
2006-09-14 06:44:58 · answer #7 · answered by ordinaryfemale 2 · 2⤊ 0⤋
Spugly-Monkey
2006-09-14 06:43:50 · answer #8 · answered by jedithomas87 3 · 1⤊ 1⤋
I dont wanna write essay..i'm not in the mood next time!!!!! lol
2006-09-15 00:40:49 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
The little engine that could
It was born,
It lived,
It died
The End
2006-09-14 06:38:33 · answer #10 · answered by *AMY* 3 · 1⤊ 2⤋