I watched this movie SEVEN POUNDS sometime back and felt sharing my thoughts. By the name of the movie I thought it must be something related to the British currency or some downtrodden man or a beggar ….towards the end of the movie it was wonderfully revealed what the title meant, it was about the human heart which weighs just 7 lbs. The movie tells a lot about how brave and emotionally logical a little part of the body controls everything and that without complaints.
It takes us just seconds and not much effort to hurt a human heart, which by the way on its own way makes the entire human body function for years and thorough tough harsh times. I as a human, am alive because of my heart. There is something special about the rhythm of my heart, it asks me to do illogical unreasonable acts with such ease, it asks me to feel for people around me whom may be I have never met at all and have known only distantly, it makes me cry for the sadness which other creations of god go through, it helps me be amazed by nature beauty and strength, it makes me imagine and fly when I am actually tied down to inabilities and routines of life.
My life hasn’t been remarkable or extraordinary by any sense, not something anyone would be very proud of. I have very limited wants from life. But the fact is that I don’t just wish to just ‘survive’. I wish to ‘live’. I don’t wish to disappoint my heart by not hearing to it most of the time. I might end up being just a no one, might not achieve worldly highs but the only thing I wish for is to somehow be able to help the needy, the ones whose heart is weeping, to not be dishonest to myself, be able to see and feel nature and have the courage to stand up to this wish. While following my wish I might annoy and hurt my most loved ones themselves. The irony is that the people around me, my loved ones who have helped me grow up are the best humans I have ever known. They feel for people, they wish for everyone’s well being, they are courageous enough to not step over others to fulfil worldly temptations. They have faith in me. I love them and they are my strength. Looking at them live each day, I feel blessed. I feel that the world isn't a mean place after all.. that its our responsibility to keep the world a beautiful place for all to witness joy of the soul. Each one is beautiful else the world and life wouldn't have been this beautiful. If nature is beautiful its cause the dead and alive together make it that way.
If we can see the sea, mountain, forest, clouds, river, sun, moon, stars.... the dead... to be beautiful, imagine.... .... how beautiful are you.. the living part of nature.. the living part of my life. I love you. I wish I always do cause until we love ourselves for what we are, how would we love our own efforts.
The very few ways known for attaining satisfaction and peace in life is as I discover slowly is – doing what you feel right and have a craving for. Its about the intention behind the action. If intentions are good life might get back to us with rosy future or the ultimate date of death. There are times when we have to hide the truth but one needs to make sure whether he can carry the weight of that lie. Its not being brave but more of being aware about how others are dependant on you with various dreams, fulfilling those dreams would also bring happiness and peace but is it worth being tied to routines of life.
Lets take out the money factor and imagine life.
