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March 13, 2005
A Month By The Lake
I just watched, A Month By The Lake, a John Irving movie, in the traddition, of Merchant-Ivory movies, I caught it on the TV, and found myself wanting to sit down and watch it entirely. I had seen it before, but I could watch it again with delight. It is a story of an older Lady, (Vanessa Redgrave), spending a summer vacation in Italy by Lake Coumo. The sceenery is breath taking, the story is simply delicious, and for a time it wood take you away, to a different Place, and time. Italy 1937, when Euroupe was still calm, and the war had not started. I enjoyed it immensely, and highly recommend it.
In a way it transported me to when I was a kid, and my parents used to take us to my Aunt's house in Karaj. She was married to the Mayor of Karaj, and they had a beautiful large house, and a huge Fruit Garden. We had to take the Taxi to Karaj, and then we would take a Hosre carraige, to My Aunt's house. The house was beautiful, walking in we would be greeted by My Aunt, kisses and hugs, and then we would be directed to the main parlor, where everything was beautifully decrated. guilded French furnitures with petty point covers, set on beautifull rugs, different dishes of Fruits, and sweets, set all over, and the beautifull Lion with a large majestic head and goden brown fur, like a large stuffed animal, somewhere either on a sofa, or an stool comes to my mind. The house was so large, and with the windows open the air flowed in, cool, and full of scents of wild flowers and fruits. and then my Aunt's husband would come in, tall and handsome, and their kids one by one, we kissed and huged and then sat to talk. After launch, when the adult took a nap, we would flee to the garden, where we would play, and go for walks, we would get lost and try to find our way back. We would climb the trees, eat fresh fruits off the vine, mess up our party clothe, run after the chickens, and sheeps they kept, and try to catch the ducks, and the geeze. There was such calmness running amongst the trees ,the air, the branches, evrything was so different from our city living, so fresh, and living. By the late afternoon, MY Aunt's husband would take us back to the main circle of the town, and we catch special taxis that went straight to Tehran. Ridding in Horse Carriges was specially fun, looking out at the hills and valleys, while my dad would sing us a very special song that was about ridding carriges. DORSHKE CHI, TOND BORO TOND, SAE CHAR RA
KOND BORO KOND, MIKHAM BARAT ZAN BEGIRAM...................
Doing things that we usually don't do, being introduced to new sceneries, different prsentations of Nature, trees, flowers, and fruits. finding those fleeting moments, when the world is at peace, and everything is allright,if not in the world, at least in the reality that we can precieve within ourselves, a vacation.
Posted by Idinraha at March 13, 2005 03:50 PM