Sunday, March 18, 2012

Memoirs of a Geisha


No, this post is strictly not meant to review but yes it has something to do with it.

‘Geisha’, now I am still not sure how to define Her. Should I call her an artist as the narrator introduces her or as my dictionary suggests.

Every culture and history has witnessed ubiquitous nature of Her…its just the name that differs. They have been amusing various art forms and their artists since long, are among the most endured and intensely talked about characters whether in ‘eleven minutes’ or ‘dangerous beauty’.  Instead of all those qualities of feminism they possess they are still judged brutally and considered a disgrace. Story of a geisha is as forbidden to be told or talked about as it is fragile.

If anyone defines true feminism in my opinion it’s definitely geisha. She is strong, capable, self sustaining, had gone through so much in life and yet made it through alive. She had none of the choices to make but adapted to the worst you could imagine. Know the rules of the world better than so many of us and above all she never allowed herself to be fooled by the emotions…. Even if she did for once she knew how to let go and hold on to the grounds of reality.

All I want to ask in one line is…isn’t that uncivilized world exists because civilized world need it to exist.
Why is it easy for all of us to look away rather than understanding and respecting?