It takes two

After watching Scent of a Woman, I was instantly blowned away by Al Pacino 's riveting performance. But I was also deeply moved at one particular scene in which his character, took the arm of a beautiful lady he only just met at a restaurant to tango with him. The character he portrayed was an old, lonely, blind, obnoxious, former colonel, who loathed everything in life except the presence of women.

I was inspired by the way he danced and treated her, which made me wanted to learn to dance! hehe. So I found this on youtube. I remember learning Salsa, with my sister and friend, but it wasn't the same to have a woman as a partner. Because you need to be led, and its very different to be with a man who knows how to lead. The pull and dynamics of your movement depends greatly on a comfortable dance partner.

So found this and loved this video. It shows so much passion and elegance. To me the man is obviously leading her every move, she is very sensual and feminine, seeming like she is under his every spell. But at the same time she appears as the star, not the man.

:)

Everybody says, " I look like my mother"
Everybody says, " I look like my father"
everybody says that, "my nose is like my fathers"
Everybody says that, "My lips is like my mothers"
Everybody says that, " i look like an image of somebody"

But, If you really want to know,

I want to look like me
I want to look like me

(a scene of tibetan muslim children learning english)
Prayers Answered
Documentary : Tibetan Photo Project

I really don't like the song, but the video is great! Gives you lots of ideas. Better to watch it on low volume

the gardener

Look at the sky
a canvas for someone I knew
Look at my memory tree
and the roots of chain,
there sleeps a box
that the earth swore
to never be opened again

I've planted other trees
under the sun and many moons
I sung to them to one day grow
rich with fruitful memories

Days I spent there waiting
for the moment it would blossom
But they never live long for me to see
even just a branch, a leaf or just a stem

Look at my soiled hands
they won't tell me what I'm missing
Because everything else in my garden
they dance beautifully with hope

maybe it's written

Maybe I just want to fly
I want to live
I don't want to die
Maybe I just want to breath
Maybe I just don't believe
Maybe you're the same as me
We see things they'll never see
You and I are gonna live forever

oasis