Voice

What makes you feel like you have a voice? Is it to speak out loud? Or, is it to listen to yourself? Perhaps, listening to others?

To me, the best definition to having a voice is to be able. Capable of creating your own perception of this world. I don’t think there is a voice in believing someone just because it sounds good. But, it’s the agreement in which our voices sound better. Even in silence.

Cleo and her heart

Never had I imagined to see the widely spoken Hindu mantra while watching Roma. A Spanish film based in the 20th Century far from Indian cultures. Yet, so close to human nature.

“Shantih” means to be in peace. Silence.

It is repeated after every mantra-induced function at my home. Too regularly. As a child, it felt very normal and honestly even boring to repeat these words. Maybe because most of the mantras are forced upon us without making us understand their meaning. Only if I knew to chant mantras meant to believe in mankind’s prosperity, I’d be doing it without the need to abscond these meant-to-be parties.

People here usually have an event to chant mantras and save themselves from any kind of misery. But, it’s always more than just chanting mantras. This belief is way more stronger than the belief in mankind. Some do it to be saved. Some do it to prosper. But, those I saw chanting with fear are facing God as their last choice. It’s their choice to fear the God, then so be it.

To me these mantras don’t end up as a fear. They are literature of importance and genius. These are words dancing along the nature’s rhythm. Weird as it is, the ‘Shantih Shantih Shantih’ mantra is usually the most followed ritual even in the (not so) modern India. Maybe because it is as simple as it can get.

Imagine a world where peace was the only option. The film Roma dreams of it and I too.


If I didn’t speak much about the movie, it is only because I want my readers to watch it for themselves. Which is the way I like to talk about movies on this blog and everywhere else. The experience is unique to everyone like their minds.

Also, this is the fourth article in “Something About the Movie” plus the 69th day on my streak in WordPress. Feels like writing on this blog is as regular as having a bath. Both got better exponentially over three months of time. For this, I’d like to take a moment and thank myself. Chaou.