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.

Nokia and it’s iconic hand gesture

You recognise that tone, don’t you? In any case you are not familiar to which tone I am referring here, it’s the legendary piano version of Gran Vals. Originally, before the ringtone came out – Gran Vals is composed by the Spanish guitarist Francisco Tárrega in 1902 which would later be used by Nokia. When the Finland based company released this tone with their devices for the first time, it would be recognised as the first ringtone which was of its kind on a mobile phone – with a catch to it. Coming from a classical composition, the modern devices which we use now have their ancestral tones ending backwards at the beginning of it all – Grande Valse, as Nokia would call it in 1994.

As an epic story the ringtone would have, the boot-up screen when Nokia phones were turned on – is literally speaking about their tagline “Connecting People.” It is a woman and a kid touching their hands as if to signify this connection between such extreme ages is what the message would look like when using their devices. A pseudo hard turning out to be smooth, as real as possible. It worked like a charm.

I am not sure if the original idea for hands touching each other, like the one for Grande Valse, is a part of the history. But, we do have the fresco painting by the Italian artist Michelangelo – which shows the touch of the divine and the first man.

I am wondered by what art can do to the genesis of anything in this universe, an idea or a ringtone. Art, by it’s own nature, seems to defy itself when it turns to the norms one might think of. A few weeks ago, I created a work-piece of my own combing the very humane hands of Nokia and the divinely stories of Michelangelo, mostly without knowing much about any of the two. You can check it here, on my Instagram by clicking on the link.

Wash your hands regularly. You might not get in touch with the divine, you might just high-five the devil chigga.