House of Character

“Not just seen, I want to be significant”

Clair Underwoord

Over the past few months, I’ve been watching popular television series. From Friends, The Big Bang Theory and Arrow to more.

But House of Cards was so incredible that it made me write about it. Which is surprising, because politics is a subject I try my best to be oblivious about.

But it wasn’t the politics that impressed me so. It was the sole character of Clair Underwood.

Beautiful name, isn’t it – Clair?

Oh and not to mention that awesome pixie cut — very appealing. It’s not just the hair and flair though. I loved her characterisation. The things she did to support her husband. She wasn’t just another woman married to a Congressman. She was a woman of ambition and that’s what sets her apart from all the female characters I’ve seen on television before.

Besides that CNN interview, she showed immense strength when she gave up, or paused her ambitions and devotion to ensure continued support for her husband.

She was twisted, yes. She was the embodiment of everything we have ever been advised against our whole lives. She’s not the kind of role model parents would expect their daughters to idolise. The affair, the manipulation and the threatening — she’s as cold as ice.

Nevertheless, there was something about her that made her much less detestable than Francis Underwood.

She seemed so inhuman in so many incidents, it was so well portrayed that it added a sense of extra beauty to the only incident that made her seem humane.

When she sat on the staircase of their home just after speaking the to First Lady about visiting Megan. Clair cried. Briefly, but she cried nonetheless. And that’s the only time she displayed frustration and helplessness.

That’s when she was the most natural. Every other time, she merely took the side that would help her achieve her goal — even if it weren’t the way she’d have preferred it. The water project — she gave up on the funding because she had to for her husband’s sake. Yes she did resist, but eventually she gave up. She sacrificed. A lot. For her husband.

Another great thing about the couple — they understood each other unlike anyone else.

But the woman and her resolve! Undeniably a powerhouse. I admire her.

I don’t agree with her methods though.

Her attitude and the way she carries herself are things I will always revere. But her habits were unhealthy. Not the smoking, but the way she took everything in her stride.

Annoyingly silent. Annoyingly patient.

She waited and waited for as long as it took to get what she wanted. She never broke down, never threw a tantrum, and she hardly complained.

That’s why that crying scene was the most natural. The only instance she displayed vulnerability, however briefly that might have been. That’s what I consider unhealthy. I’d have liked a more spontaneous woman. A woman who would just show her emotions a bit more naturally.

But I do have to admit, a more spontaneous woman might have ended up like either Zoe Barnes or Christina Gallagher.

Clair Underwood, a masterpiece in modern fiction. Excited for season 3 – yes, I only just finished seasons 1 and 2. :D

When All Fails

when all fails

Words failed, so did the world.


There are a few occasions where everything fails, love being one of them. How hard is it when you’re facing The One? Just wondering.

Any thoughts?

 

Undying Love

He finished the letter in which he professed his undying love for her. Then he threw it away – Today’s Author

With tears in his eyes, he wandered into the chilly February night.

Confused, his room-mate picked up the crumbled letter from wastepaper bin.

Over the next minute, countless thoughts ran amok in his head. He quickly copied the letter onto a fresh paper. Heaving a sigh, he threw the crumbled paper back into the bin, and strode away with the new letter.

And the next time the two room mates met, he was already engaged to her.

Love is sharing.


A seasonal story for tomorrow’s Valentines Day. What do you think?

The Game, Is On

The game is on

What is it like to successfully help the government on a top-secret mission for years, and then be sentenced by the very same government?

What is it like to be forced into suicide, and have all your achievements kept secret for over 50 years?

Benedict Cumberbatch will give you a vivid image. In The Imitation Game.

What if machines couldn’t think — ? Well, the world wouldn’t be what it is today, that’s for certain.

Once again, I was stunned into silence by Cumberbatch’s performance on screen. But this time, it wasn’t only him.

Powerful, aren’t they? Words?

Every conversation goes deep into your soul, and makes you question yourself.

Why do people enjoy violence?

What is normal?

Why do people conform to normality, and punish those who aren’t?

What is indecency?

What’s a better marriage?

If you’re looking for answers, then the movie isn’t for you.

There are no answers in the movie. But you will find yourself wondering about everything society has ever taught you about normal. And that, can keep you awake for hours into the night.

I’m at a loss for what to say without quoting the entire script here. I enjoyed this movie like no other, and after a long time too.

Keira Knightley was beautiful. Which is not much a surprise. But what is, is that both Keira and Benedict had a wonderful chemistry on screen. A chemistry with the absence of fleeting passion and rapid breathing.

You don’t often see love depicted as in this movie. It’s both sad and nice, that two people who are so unlikely for each other, are perhaps best suited together.

“We’ll have each other’s minds. That sounds like a better marriage than most.”

For some reason, I could see a lot of resemblance to the Benedict’s characterisation of Alan Turing and Sherlock.

Arrogance. Soft chuckles. Total loss of sociability.

And, The Game.

You need to watch this movie, alone. To understand, to revere, and to appreciate the power of simple words.

And some badass acting.

Whatever it is…

Now that the holiday spirits are slowly dying down, people have began to talk of the next big thing: Valentines Day. I know it’s too early for romance talk, but it never is too early for poetry! Besides, I’ve been posting a lot of short stories lately, and I’ve been missing the poetic touch.

With this poem, it was love at first sight. Yet again.

And for all those folks who wonder what the hell love is, here’s what the German poet, Erich Freud has to say.

Was es ist

Es ist Unsinn
sagt die Vernunft
Es ist was es ist
sagt die Liebe

Es ist Unglück
sagt die Berechnung
Es ist nichts als Schmerz
sagt die Angst
Es ist aussichtslos
sagt die Einsicht
Es ist was es ist
sagt die Liebe

Es ist lächerlich
sagt der Stolz
Es ist leichtsinnig
sagt die Vorsicht
Es ist unmöglich
sagt die Erfahrung
Es ist was es ist
sagt die Liebe


Translation

What it is

It is nonsense
says reason
It is what it is
says love

It is calamity
says calculation
It is nothing but pain
says fear
It is hopeless
says insight
It is what it is
says love

It is ludicrous
says pride
It is foolish
says caution
It is impossible
says experience
It is what it is
says love


Never mind what
anyone says –
It is confusing
says I. ;)