Understanding The Drama In Life

Having to study one of Shakespeare’s famous plays “King Lear” was really a great experience for me. Not that I have never read any of his plays before, but the difference is that this time I am to analyze his words and why he uses them besides studying the plot and etc. However I was quite surprised to know that Shakespeare had been using the Modern English Language for his writing. My God, if that kind of English I found it rather difficult to study then what more can I expect from playwrights before him, Chaucer, for instance? Recently I found out that Chaucer has actually used the Middle English Language where it was recognizable to the English speakers’ eyes. They find it difficult though but slightly better than the old English. English Language is a very old language indeed and it has gone through a lot of changes. Old, Middle and Modern English are languages that are from mixed languages from others like German, France, Latin and Greek. Well whatever it...

It has been quite some time since my classmates and I completed studying Sophocles’s “Oedipus the Rex” but believe it or not, till this very moment his play still keeps lingering in my mind. I keep thinking about the fate of Oedipus, why such calamities and complexities in his life? Is he to be blamed for all the pain and sufferings that he had gone through? What did he do to deserve all that? One question after another kept throbbing in my mind. Through my observation and my experience, I strongly believe that we can never escape from fate no matter how much you wanted to run away from it. If it is your fate, your destiny, then nothing in this world can ever stop it from coming. I am meant to be a teacher even though 17 years ago I was so involved in hotel and catering management that I could see myself as one of the executives in a leading hotel. Unfortunately, it was obviously not my path despite having opportunities that came knocking at my door. It was my f...

That was the first thing that managed to catch my interest when I first laid my eyes on the new magazine I bought recently. “When Old is Gold – why some young women go for mature men.” According to the article, some younger women find older men fascinating. A lecturer and a psychologist at the Faculty of Allied Health Sciences, UKM said that one of the more obvious explanations is that they feel “safe” with older men who, more often than not, are financially secure. Most mature men tend to be more understanding, loving and caring. These young ladies want to be nurtured and pampered and they want a man whom they can rely on. They too may have experienced negative experiences in relationship with younger men or men of their age. I guess these women have their points there. It is true that older men tend to be more understanding, loving and caring. Nevertheless, there are some younger men too who are just as loving and caring as the older men. What is there in age? A friend o...

If only I could change the world. Yes!! That would be my dream, my fantasy. What would I do if I were to be given the power to change it? First and foremost, I would love to stop all the adult’s game at once – yes, I’m talking about the war. I want to make sure that no more children are being made into orphans, no more women being made into widows, no more parents losing their sons in the battle field and no family is made homeless. I just can’t bear seeing little innocent faces crying beside their motionless mother who was in a pool of blood – being shot by the invaders who claimed to protect the country. I can’t bear seeing dead bodies scattered everywhere on the sandy, dirty street – as if these once spirited men’s life were of no use, worthless to their own country. Who can bear all these melancholy sights? If only I could meet personally and suggest to whom it may concern and tell him to end all the war which obviously invite more killing rather than solv...

As I was flipping through the tabloid one day, I came across an article concerning conjoined twins. My heart was touched to see the poor babies joined together, sharing heart and liver. Each time I read about these kinds of twins, I can’t help but to think of the late 29-year-old Iranian twins, Laleh and Ladan Bijani. It has been more than a year since the death of these two special people but their courage and determination to live their life at their uppermost has left a deep impact on me. Despite the warnings and slim chances to survive, they still decided to go through the operation in order to fulfill their last wish – to live and to die as two separate individuals. As expected they didn’t make it even though the team of specialists worked really hard to make their dream possible. However, the doctors did fulfill the second half of the twins’ wish. It was really saddening though. Doctors and medical associations from all over the world fully put the blame on the shoulders of the ...

Drama is nothing but about life. It may be fictional, dealing with invented characters. In fact, almost all of the characters in a drama are imaginary – though they seem real. Personally, I see the world closely related to drama. It is some kind of a big stage where all of us are the actors performing the roles that we are assigned to, under the close supervision of the Mighty Producer, our Lord. However I also see drama in chat rooms. Of course, chat rooms are a new form of a movie screen where you can project yourself as u wish, paint beautiful vibrant colours of life merely with words which are directly from your thoughts and spice up with some emotions and there you have your own drama in your mind. I am not saying the “drama” and its characters here are all fictitious, there are based on true stories sometimes, based on true feelings and emotions. I suppose only those who have experienced it are aware of what it is all about. And it is all related to noth...

Take comfort my love I entreat thou to pardon me Thou no more shall hear my voice Thou no more shall see my sight No more shall my ears catch ur sweet sweet melody For I will turn away My mournful lips, My sombre eyes, My melonchaly ears Far from thee As far as thy wish for; With me grasping along My broken heart my anguish mind My deepest pain and suffering For thy thousand and one lies For thy thousand and one cries Whither away With all my heart I surrender my soul to thee For I thought never be apart will we Wrong as ever was I; Goodbye my love, my sorrow, my pain Within my lonely heart thou shall remain