wind chimes
One of the few films i watched more than five (5) times, based on a 1991 best sellling authobiography of the same title, “I Dreamed of Africa (2002)”, (Kuki Gallman) always brings me back to where my heart longs to rest…..to the beats, the chimes and the wilderness and perhaps to where a not so fascinating life could be.
cling……cling…… back to my world, my reality… my cold books for another feat. Hopefully this time, to adhere for the right reason.
I yield to a mantra that no one should not be so consummated to anything that one cannot walk away with in life or so i thought. But i guess i now succumb to the exception of the rule.
