There are various scenes from a wide range of movies that have remained with me with their waiting impact, invigorating my psyche with the power oozed by their excellence to make me ruminate over them for a considerable length of time, now and again years. Be that as it may, just a single such scene has remained with me as a lesson forever.
In Majid Majidi's splendid Persian film "Âvâz-e gonjeshk-hâ" (The Song Of Sparrows), the hero Karim, depicted powerfully by Reza Naji, gets paid a 1000 Tomans for his administrations as a Motorbike Taxi Driver. The man who pays him the cash doesn't understand that he has really given Karim 2 Notes of 1000 Tomans each. When Karim understands the man's error and tries to give him back that additional note, the man had officially cleared out. So Karim chooses to keep what he got. He stashes the Notes in his Shirt, reexamines a bit, and puts the additional note independently in his Trouser Pocket. On his way back home, he stops by a street side natural product seller to get a few Gooseberries. They are valued at 1000 Tomans per Kilo. Karim requests a Kilo, and recalls the additional 1000 he has and chooses to take 2 Kilos. He ties the delicate polythene pack conveying the berries to the back end of the seat of his Motorbike and heads home. Sadly for him, there is an opening taken care of and the vast majority of the additional berries that he purchased with the cash that he didn't generally should have, winds up falling on a stream by the street. Karim doesn't see his misfortune, which should be his pick up in any case!
دانلود قسمت دوم فصل دوم شهرزاد
The scene helped me to remember a great minute I once experienced as a child. I was out with my Uncle, my Jethu, and he took me to the Post Office. Both my Father and my Uncle are great at collaborating with outsiders, something that I haven't totally soaked up yet and I need to with my entire being. The Post Office was vacant and Jethu got caught up with conversing with the person who took the letter from him. They both got so lost in the discussion that once it got over, Jethu shook his hands and turned out without paying him and the person overlooked it as well. We had practically achieved home, when Jethu understood his error and backpedaled to the Post Office to pay him. It was only 10 bucks, the person and Jethu didn't have any acquaintance with each other and it was hot. He could have decided to quite recently left it alone. Be that as it may, he didn't. Thinking back, I feel amazingly pleased with that minute.
In Majid Majidi's splendid Persian film "Âvâz-e gonjeshk-hâ" (The Song Of Sparrows), the hero Karim, depicted powerfully by Reza Naji, gets paid a 1000 Tomans for his administrations as a Motorbike Taxi Driver. The man who pays him the cash doesn't understand that he has really given Karim 2 Notes of 1000 Tomans each. When Karim understands the man's error and tries to give him back that additional note, the man had officially cleared out. So Karim chooses to keep what he got. He stashes the Notes in his Shirt, reexamines a bit, and puts the additional note independently in his Trouser Pocket. On his way back home, he stops by a street side natural product seller to get a few Gooseberries. They are valued at 1000 Tomans per Kilo. Karim requests a Kilo, and recalls the additional 1000 he has and chooses to take 2 Kilos. He ties the delicate polythene pack conveying the berries to the back end of the seat of his Motorbike and heads home. Sadly for him, there is an opening taken care of and the vast majority of the additional berries that he purchased with the cash that he didn't generally should have, winds up falling on a stream by the street. Karim doesn't see his misfortune, which should be his pick up in any case!
دانلود قسمت دوم فصل دوم شهرزاد
The scene helped me to remember a great minute I once experienced as a child. I was out with my Uncle, my Jethu, and he took me to the Post Office. Both my Father and my Uncle are great at collaborating with outsiders, something that I haven't totally soaked up yet and I need to with my entire being. The Post Office was vacant and Jethu got caught up with conversing with the person who took the letter from him. They both got so lost in the discussion that once it got over, Jethu shook his hands and turned out without paying him and the person overlooked it as well. We had practically achieved home, when Jethu understood his error and backpedaled to the Post Office to pay him. It was only 10 bucks, the person and Jethu didn't have any acquaintance with each other and it was hot. He could have decided to quite recently left it alone. Be that as it may, he didn't. Thinking back, I feel amazingly pleased with that minute.