I just finished watching “The fault in our stars” on board my flight from New York to Las Vegas and I can’t stop myself from sharing. This story of two youngsters, Augstus Waters and Miss Grace, both impregnated by cancer, even before they are going to be twenty, has profoundly touched me. Not so much because they are dying so young but because of the meaning they gave to their little life that was left. I truly believe that as unjust life may look to many of us, it is truly equitable and just. For those lives that may be so short it is compensated by the depth it offers. Behind every million dollars, one makes there is something equally important not given. The movie (and The book it was made on) speaks of mathematical conclusions that have been made on some infinities being smaller than the others. Indeed, each infinity is infinite in itself, how does it matter if it is bigger or smaller than the other. Each infinity is complete in itself, its relative position in relation to others is of no consequence.
So, one ought to realize one’s own completeness; depth being compensated by breadth, smallness in one area being compensated by vastness in the other.
Watch the movie to sink deeper into what I am saying. The beauty of a good movie is that they open up doors of understanding though peeping into lives that are not yours and hence you do not get unduly identified with.
