Everything Will Be All Right in the End

…if it is not all right, then it is not yet the end. (Sonny, Dev Patel)

Daily Prompt:  Silver Screen – Take a quote from your favorite movie — there’s the title of your post. Now, write!

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I really have come to loathe the word “favorite” because it is so limiting.  There is no one single movie that is my favorite, but there are many that I like for a lot of very different reasons.  The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel is the movie I watched most recently, which was last night on Netflix.  It stars Judi Dench.  That in itself is reason enough to see it.

The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel follows a group of British retirees who decide to “outsource” their retirement to less expensive and seemingly exotic India. Enticed by advertisements for the newly restored Marigold Hotel and bolstered with visions of a life of leisure, they arrive to find the palace a shell of its former self. Though the new environment is less luxurious than imagined, they are forever transformed by their shared experiences, discovering that life and love can begin again when you let go of the past. (from Rotten Tomatoes)

Evelyn (pronounced Eve’ -lin) has so many quotable lines it was impossible to choose only one.  So here’s a few of the best.

The only real failure is the failure to try, and the measure of success is how we cope with disappointment, as we all must.

Initially you’re overwhelmed. But gradually you realize it’s like a wave. Resist, and you’ll be knocked over. Dive into it, and you’ll swim out the other side.

There is no past that we can bring back by longing for it. Only a present that builds and creates itself as the past withdraws.

Great acting, beautiful scenes of India, some funny stuff and some wonderful ah-hah moments for several of the characters.  Predictable?  I suppose so.  But thoroughly enjoyable anyway.

Ask Me No Questions, I’ll Tell You No Lies

Wine Tasting

Wine Tasting (Photo credit: Andrew Albertson)

What new hobby would you like to try out?  Wine tasting sounds like fun. And also Astral Projection, where your astral body separates from your physical body to travel in an astral plane.  I think I could probably combine those two with a bit of practice.

What annoying word or phrase are you tired of hearing?  First and foremost, in any way, shape, or form, last time I checked, think outside the box.  It is what it is.  Just sayin’.  Nuff said.

Name the most expensive personal item you’ve ever purchased. My second family ring.  I don’t have two families, just two rings.  Because the family got bigger and I needed more stones.  The sad thing is, I don’t wear it, because of all the hand washing I have to do at work and all the lotion I have to apply, and it gets in the way when I’m adjusting and repairing glasses and I don’t want it to get damaged or lost.  I don’t wear my wedding ring either for the same reasons.  So my rings are in really pristine condition.  Wherever they are.  Somewhere safe.

Radiohead

Radiohead (Photo credit: basietrane)

If you eventually break up with someone, was it ever true love?   Sounds to me like an annoying brain teaser on a philosophy final.  You would first have to properly define what true love is, and then what breaking up with someone means.  A simple Yes or No is not going to get you top marks on this one even though it’s tempting to just pick one and move on.  I googled it and found out True love is a moment in time that lasts forever.  Cole Porter says there’s a guardian angel on high with nothing to do, but to give to me and to give to you, love forever true.  So it’s perfectly acceptable to say the angels made you do it.  Radiohead puts an even better twist on things –  “true love waits in haunted attics and true love lives on lollipops and crisps.”  So I’m going to conclude that true love is all in your head.  Or in the collective heads of the true lovers.  What you do with it is up to you.  But if, by definition, it’s supposed to last forever, breaking up is not an option. True love means loving each other even when you’re both being idiots. Through good times and bad.  Until one of you strangles the other one in his sleep   death do us part.

Have you ever broken a bone? Only those Y shaped wishbones from chickens when we were kids and wished for miraculous things like hulahoops and boyfriends.

Do you remember your favourite book from childhood?  I remember my dad reading to us, even when we were old enough to read on our own.  What he read didn’t matter as much as the sound of his voice, and having him spend that time with us, and being able to close our eyes and see the story in our heads.  Those are memories that will stay with me forever.  Once when I was sick he sat down and read a couple of chapters of “Honey Bunch” to me.  I expect he thought it was complete drivel, but that’s what I wanted to hear, so that’s what he read.  My love of books began with him.

What energizes you?  A good night’s sleep. Coffee. Repeat.

Describe the last time you got really lost.  What’s the difference between lost and really lost?  Obviously I’ve never been so lost that I never got found, or I wouldn’t be here to tell you about it.  My I-Phone gets me un-lost when I take wrong turns.  Street signs are wonderful things.  As are landmarks.  If I’ve gone west to the big city, all I have to do is head east to get home.  Eventually something will look familiar.  I’m a good navigator.  I like maps, and rarely leave home without one.  Lost in thought is an entirely different story.  Every time I pick up a book and start to read I’m lost.

List your top five strengths.  That sounds like a work related question.  I work well on my own.  I work well with others. I like to learn new things.  I adapt well to change.  Some days I’m so organized it will drive you insane.

Where do you hope to be in five years?  Right here, doing this.  My ambition knows no bounds.  There’s only a couple more years to go until I’m finally smart enough to retire, I hope.  Four tops.  Even then it may be a semi retirement kind of thing, unless I’ve become totally incompetent and senile.  In which case I hope someone will point that out to me and I’ll not be so far gone that I don’t believe it.  Or off on some astral projection trip and out of hearing range.  Or passed out from wine tasting.  Who can predict anything that far into the future?  Who knows what might happen tomorrow?  Today is what I have.  I’ll live for that.

Will I Ever Go Back to School?

I’m looking at retirement. With great longing. It could happen in three years or less. Perhaps tomorrow or the end of this month, or this afternoon if the mood suddenly hits me. As soon as my work becomes too tedious to bear (and it’s hanging on the edge some days) I’m done.

So I cannot picture myself ever going back to school, at least not to any kind of formal in-classroom situation with text books and exams and assignment deadlines. Courses and classes for things here and there, doing oddball things that I love to do, with no great expectations – that’s about as serious as I’m likely to get in the education area at this point in my life.

I went back to school when I was 50, more in the pursuit of a bigger pay cheque than for any love of learning. It was difficult but the rewards were good. I feel no strong need or urge to repeat the process. But I’m kind of living proof that it’s never too late to go after the things you want.

Now I just want a homework free life, no research required. Nothing to memorize, nothing to prove.

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