And finally, the wheels crackled on the muddy road. As the cart departed farther and farther away, catching more and more speed, the melody of the drops bumping on the roof merged into the constant background of the rainy music. Her face blurred into the haze of humidity leaving him standing alone in the street. The moment was gone, which he had failed to hold from happening....A lengthy moment, when only breaths were talking and eyes responding.....words were meaningless and dry, even in this heavy rain......He waited there till the black spot on the waterfront disappeared gradually into nothing....
He had waved his hand towards the piece of her face piercing out from the small outlet of the cloth on the back....his eyes were asking her to come back....come back again...I am waiting for you...ever...forever....and her eyes would flicker....to say she won't.....she won't be coming back....and her face had dimmed into infinity...and he did know, she won't come...she will never come back....never for him.....
He made a move...a deceptive move....he was running...running behind the cart.......his tears melting into the rain around....who cared for them, any way....he ran...fast...faster....and faster......to jump into the nothing left behind her.....
..........the climax scene from the movie baran by Majid majidi, one of my favorite directors.....what I enjoyed in this scene, is the implicit feelings....in the whole scene there was not even a single dialogue.....only expressions....(ok! the rain may be my own imagination, a personal touch)....I like such scenes.....even Satyajit Ray's movies have this flavor.....this is why, language is no bar......worth watching once....(of course, after Children of Heaven)
2 comments:
nicely recreated. anyone who has watched the movie will agree.
thanks...in part two, I just tried to rotate the table 180 degree...what might the girl be thinking, throughout?....the dying man in part -2 is the girl in part one....just another point of view
Fundae...afterall
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