Life is beautiful...

with a very very heavy heart i start out to write this... It's because of the movie life is beautiful.
I started out to see the movie without knowing much about the story. I was thinking it would be one of the movies where miraculously people survive after bad times....

Half way thru' the movie i realised I'm definetly going to feel heavy. How stupid of me I thot hitler had is idedologies defined. And they did something that made sense from there point of view... I don't want to talk about what the jews did to the germans i'm sure it would have irked to form the nazi party... but then how valuable a life is a family is.... when my sister malar showed me the photographs of the hitler's concentration camp after her german trip i was shocked but i din't feel heavy.... after reading Anne Frank's diary I was wondering how it would have been for that girl but it would have definitely been like hell. A hell unimaginable.... A Hell, is that how you feel in a hell.... Hatsoff to the director and all the actors. having a son i some how related my self to the father in the movie.... But i think i would have lost hope for sure in life would have bought in the fear factor to my son also. Guido, this character has impressed me.

Between you and me blog I cud'nt control my self. I feel like crying out loud. Is it fate... if guido had hidden in with his son maybe he would have survived to see the sunshine.