Blog 4 - Turn Left, Turn Right
I'm not a fan of love story, I don't really enjoy watching romantic movie not unless I'll learn from it. But when I watched the movie Turn Left Turn Right, I got inspired and now I'm a big fan of it. Its not that "Kilig moments" kind of a movie, it has something to do with fate, right timing, coincidence, and about true love can wait.
I think the poem Love at first sight has something to do with the theme of the movie so I would like to present here the poem.
Love at First Sight
by Wislawa, Szymborska translated by Walter Whipple
Both are convinced
that a sudden surge of emotion bound them together.
Beautiful is such a certainty,
but uncertainty is more beautiful.
Because they didn't know each other earlier, they suppose that
nothing was happening between them.
What of the streets, stairways and corridors
where they could have passed each other long ago?
I'd like to ask them
whether they remember-- perhaps in a revolving door
ever being face to face?
an "excuse me" in a crowd
or a voice "wrong number" in the receiver.
But I know their answer:
no, they don't remember.
They'd be greatly astonished
to learn that for a long time
chance had been playing with them.
Not yet wholly ready
to transform into fate for them
it approached them, then backed off,
stood in their way
and, suppressing a giggle,
jumped to the side.
There were signs, signals:
but what of it if they were illegible.
Perhaps three years ago,
or last Tuesday
did a certain leaflet fly
from shoulder to shoulder?
There was something lost and picked up.
Who knows but what it was a ball
in the bushes of childhood.
There were doorknobs and bells
on which earlier
touch piled on touch.
Bags beside each other in the luggage room.
Perhaps they had the same dream on a certain night,
suddenly erased after waking.
Every beginning
is but a continuation,
and the book of event
is never more than half open.
A boy with a violin and a girl who loves poem. They accidentally meet at the park fountain, when he helps her pick up her papers that have fallen into the fountain, and after that day happened, their lives changed for good. They didn't have a chance to know each other's name, they only know their students numbers.Till that one awaited day came, One day, while walking around a circular fountain in the park, they finally bump into each other. Just like a pair of long-lost lovers, they spend a beautiful afternoon together. A sudden shower cuts the encounter short. They exchange phone numbers and quickly run home. Yet fate plays a cruel joke on them, the rain has soaked through their precious scrap of paper and the phone numbers are hopelessly smudged.
But like what they always say, "If it is meant to be will be". In the end, things became perfect.
But like what they always say, "If it is meant to be will be". In the end, things became perfect.
(My prof keeps on speaking in I think French, that's why this blog is entitled using French language. lol)
1 comments
Hola, Emz. Lo siento, no entiendo el titulo que has puesto. Escribiste en frances.
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