Saturday, July 22, 2006

The White Masai

I thought the culture shock I had was bad.
I thought I was strong and brave to be in a cross-culture relationship.

I was wrong!

Compared with her, my experience was nothing. I had tears in my eyes after watching tonight's based on true story film, The White Masai - A Swiss woman married to Masai (a tribe) warrior and lived with him in the Kenya bush. The story hit a little too close to home, I guess.

There were a lot of feelings that I can identify strongly with her, such as love, culture differences, compromises, and conflicts. She was so strong and so optimistic, which I admire deeply (eg. the first time she had sex with him and the car accident). What amazed me more was the different approaches she took with some of the struggles she had. It struck me to see alternative ways to deal with misunderstanding and frustration, and realised how things could have done differently with my relationships. The love they shared was strong and both of them had tried so hard, but it wasn't enough. Sometimes, you don't end up with the person you love, no matter how much you love each other.

It is a deep and intriguing film and I strongly recommend it to anyone who is interested in diversity between cultures :)

I was driving across harbour bridge earlier today and a thought troubled me,
"Is it the best to hold back my feeling for other men until I no longer have feeling for him?"
"What if I never can get over him?!"

Then, she - my dear gentle friend from the other side of the world told me wisely,
"You will never stop loving him"
", but you will learn to deal with the pain."
"He'll always be there but maybe in a different way."

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

i realised this sumtime bak..tuk me sumtime..i never ever get over sumone..but i think i just deal with it
the memories can never go away..can they??

even i talk to my frnd from the other side (if i got ur meaning corectly) sumtimes..its nice isnt it??..but in my case he's so diferent frm me that i call him my other end..(that is wat i cal my blog as well)


tc

Anonymous said...

Anita, Im glad that I could help even if I am far far away. Your always in my thoughts. Danni.

Anirudh said...

oops..seems i was wrong abt ur fnd from da other side..

Anonymous said...

"You'll never stop loving him"

Try this thought on for size:

Love is a decision, not a feeling. It produces feelings, but is still a decision.


Tis a relatively new concept for me, at first I thought "nah that's crap, what about ..." but now I'm starting to see the sense of it

The implications are quite profound. I'd be interested in your thoughts.

Confounding this experiment, I think decisions can become habits (this is the essence of training / conditioning) and you may be bound in other ways that are not really to do with love.

Dandelion said...

Very interesting perspective! I sort of can see your point.

However, if Love is a decision, then does it mean we can love everyone? So what motivate us to love? Another kind of feeling or simply hormone?

I wish Love is such a simple issue.

Dandelion said...

You missed out the movie night party where had some fantastic quote.

You know what's the worst thing about somebody breaking up with you? Is when you remember how little you thought about the people you broke up with and you realize that is how little they're thinking of you. You know, you'd like to think you're both in all this pain but they're just like 'Hey, I'm glad you're gone' (Before Sunrise, 1995).

Memories are wonderful things, if you don't have to deal with the past (Before Sunset, 2004).

Anonymous said...

didnt miss anything bcoz i have already seen both of them..before sunrise and before sunset..

and the before sunrise statement is so true..

cant write anything since went to nz..dont knw y..it was too peaceful a time..took away lot of my narcissism

Dandelion said...

Well, you missed out a great dinner and candle light with stars and sun!

What you said reminds me another quote from Before Sunrise. I was in Slovakia for a year and I can really relate to that soulful and pieceful feeling.

There was nothing to buy, no advertisements anywhere. So all I had been doing was walk around, think, and write. My brain felt like it was at rest, free from the consuming frenzy, and I have to say, it was almost like a natural high. I felt so peaceful inside. No strange urge to be somewhere else, to shop. Maybe it could have seemed like boredom at first, but it quickly became very, very soulful! (Before Sunrise, 1995)

Anonymous said...

I am practicing I will let you know :)