I used to have a close friend when I was in my 20s. At that time, I was still a very scary crazy girl. In my eyes, he was a very good friend with a talent for painting and maverick. When I was in my 30s, we had very little contact. Yes, occasionally chatting a few times, he took the time to greet a few words from the life of working overtime like an eagle. Once mentioned that I wanted to go to Linzhi, he said, Lao Tie, the private lives of those who have been on the road are very chaotic and unmarried. It's okay for the young youth, but for those of us who have a family and a mouth, forget it. I can hardly imagine that the genius boy who once told me to "live hard" turned into such a narrow-minded greasy man, this CTMD life.
Not long ago, I watched an old Indian movie "Death and Life", which originated from the love of Paul Soru. In recent years, I have been traveling in various ways. Although as a poor and lack of time, I have never been to anything. The amazing places are basically played by tourists looking at the flowers, but I still like to travel, and I like the stories of strangers in faraway places in various books. Because of the relationship between the visits to southern Xinjiang, and the series after coming back I read Li Juan's Sheep Way series, "Aletai's Corner", Liu Liangcheng's "In Xinjiang", "A Man's Village", "Going Out", and Sven Heding's "My Adventure Life". Later, I read "Road Searching Afghanistan" and "Southern Train", all the way to Paul Soru's train travel series. The partner who raises a baby often complains about me. You play too hard, go out and run every day, and don’t know how to save more money for your son. I know that I am not the type of person who lives well in the mainstream values, and has done a lot of unreliable things, but if a person comes to the world for a while, forget it if he has been ignorant and uncivilized, if he knows how big the outside world is. How can you admit your fate at a young age and lose your heart to explore the world?
India has been a hot spot recently. Every time I see those people who are undoubtedly living in purgatory on Weibo, I look at the inexhaustible comments below, and I feel once again, people, I really have to go out and have a look, even if there is no chance. When you go out, you should at least read as much as you can. I also just read Paul Soru’s "Bazaar Train". I thought of his poor and messy India. I was also chasing a public account called "Existing with Hydrology" recently. I felt that the unfamiliar place names in the geography class were all Came alive.
"Death and Life" is not a typical Indian movie, but it is more real than Bollywood movies that don’t agree with each other. The travel notes of poor travel bloggers are the first to be seen from the End of the World, which is somewhat of a furry to this magical country. The understanding of those dazzling gods, the weird caste system that has survived to this day, and it’s hard to imagine the real-time news happening in the 21st century with such advanced technology. India under these fragments of information is really a reality for me. The existence of weird flowers. It is difficult for me to express a view of him, whether it is contempt, hatred, sympathy, or something else, but these lives in the same world as us can be seen in such a documentary film.
"Death and Life" tells two stories that unfold in parallel. In one episode, the girl opened a room with her boyfriend she knew at the computer training school and was threatened by the police. As a result, her boyfriend was overwhelmed and committed suicide on the spot. Although the girl survived hard, she was blackmailed by the boundless JC for 200,000 rupees. In order to take care of his daughter, his father, who was dependent on each other, quit his job as a professor of Sanskrit at a university and bought books to make a living at Huozangchang. Worrying that his daughter's scandal would be exposed and unable to gain a foothold, he had to raise money everywhere to stop the unscrupulous JC. So much so that they followed the boring crowd who were buried in the huo and started gambling. The gambling game is to let some children dive into the Ganges to fetch coins and bet on who gets the most. In the beginning, my father was reluctant to take part in this dangerous game by the tong workers hired in his shop, but how to raise this impoverished family was undoubtedly a sky-high 200,000 rupees. When he emptied all his savings and was desperate, he also By default, Tongtong participated in the diving gambling game, and even became addicted later, scolding the child why he was late, threatening him to get the first place, until the child almost drowned and died, he woke up.
Another parallel story is the male protagonist from Huo Buchang. Although he was studying in college, he was born in a low caste. Although I met a girlfriend of a high caste online, it is inevitable to have low self-esteem and fear that the other party will know his identity. . But after all, it is a prejudice that true love can overcome. His girlfriend knows that he is nothing more than a low-caste poor boy born in Huo Changchang, and she still insists on encouraging him to find a job. If her family objects, she can run away with him. He started to study hard, interviewed seriously, holding the sweet message of his girlfriend on the phone, he felt that the future was bright. Until he was hurriedly caught by his father and went to the Huozang field to work as a substitute, it was actually no big deal, and he often came to help. But on his exposed arm, that familiar ring, he thought of his unbridled description of his family's daily work with his girlfriend, which is to fill up the firewood, pour oil, and then smash his head. It's no big deal. Yeah, it's not a big deal, even if it's an angel in the heart lying on the firewood.
This is a desperate movie, without the simple joy of Bollywood singing and dancing. But there are still some ideal settings. The child who participated in the diving gambling game was still rescued. Fortunately, he fished the ring lost by the male protagonist from the river, allowing the female protagonist's father to pay off JC's blackmail. At the same time, the hostess has also been admitted to a foreign university, and she even plucked up the courage to die at her boyfriend's house and apologize.
On the other side, the male lead finally gathered the courage to continue living with the company of his family and the encouragement of his friends. Two young men full of scars met by the Ganges River. She finally allowed herself to cry and put the gift from her deceased boyfriend in the river. This sad past also drifted away and passed away slowly.
Although this story is sorrowful, it is not lost. When the hostess was desperate to pay his debts, faced with her colleagues harassed by Xing, she bravely quit her job, went to the railway to do odd jobs, and even took the initiative to meet the parents of her deceased boyfriend; and the actor even knew the value of the ring left by his deceased girlfriend It's not cheap, but the family rushed to spend money, but still didn't sell it, and chose to throw it into the Ganges, their mother river.
The end of the story is that the male and female owners get on the ferry on the Ganges River and drift away with the water. There is no blood to develop another story of mutual healing.
I like this ending very much, and I once again feel that this amazing neighbour of India, from the poor Kolkata wanderers described by Paul Soru, to all kinds of puzzling news in the hot search of Weibo, this is a miserable Min. It is also a magical country that seems to be out of touch with the world, but you can't deny its beauty, the kind of calmness that is still alive in the endless suffering.
I don’t know whether to praise wisdom, or mock foolishness, or even such a wishful evaluation is abrupt?
And what is the truth of life? Is the Ganges a rumored mess, or a river of true li that transcends life and death?
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