Price of your ticket - Value of your life

100 years from her construction.  100 years from her launch.  100 years from her sinking.  Highly justified is the 3-D conversion and re-release of the Titanic happening in 2012.  

And on the 27^th March there we were, of course, for the Titanic 3-D premiere.  Such an experience to walk on the red carpet… well we honestly did… not in the presence of reflectors and all, as was the case when Winslet rushed up the stairs to the RAH entrance, or when Cameron walked on that same carpet.

It has been such a long time when the 2-D film had been released.  I was so much younger.  (Even Kate was!) 

And as can be imagined, some days later, we had to watch the movie again – the 2-D one, of course.  And cry again, in bed, while watching everyone die.  You are there expecting them to die.  And yet you cry. 

On that ship were la crème de la crème - the best(est) of people.  And the irony is, that many of these went down with the sinking ship. 

And as for the third class ticket-holders who were (un)”lucky” enough to manage to get hold of that ticket, well, their probability of survival must have been extremely smaller… just because they could not have afforded the thousands of pounds (in today’s money) worth of first class ticket.  Just like that mother, who was given no choice but to put her two kids to bed while repeating an old fairy tale.  She just knew their destiny was ending up in the freezing water.  Her ticket and that of her kids just read “third class”.  The price of their ticket was low and the value which was given to their lives by eithers was just as low.

Capture it

Have you heard of that freak of nature in “Perfume – The Story of a Murderer” who wanted to capture smells (- good smells of course)?  Well, I tell you, Mr. Jean-Baptiste Grenouille, capturing smells is useless if your sense of smell deteriorates with time – surely it does not ameliorate, let us face it… But the novel is so right in picturing how man wants to stick to today’s experience by capturing it. 

This brings to mind the romantic novel (not that I do much reading, to be honest!): “The Notebook”.  The old lady loses all her memories.  She does not even recognise the love of her life, neither does she remember her children.  Thank God for the notebook, in which she had captured all the memories by the use of the pen.

So I say, life is so short but it is all about EXPERIENCES.  So live and enjoy all the experiences but do not forget to CAPTURE THEM, because you never know!  In short:

Photograph it, sketch it, blog it

And this brings me to the end of the first blog; the blog that has taken me ages to write; the blog my better half has lost hope I will ever jot down; the blog that explains its own significance – the meaning of a blog.