Showing posts with label drama. Show all posts
Showing posts with label drama. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Friday, January 8, 2010

A mother's love


 
 
 
 

Of all the epic moments in the latest episode of my favorite drama, this scene moved me to tears not only once but almost every single time I watch it. Maybe  because it makes me miss my Mom so badly...

Watching the reunion of mother and daughter, I can feel how much grief and pain Ji Wan's mom has put on her beats. No matter how harsh her words may sound, it's true that she still loves Ji Wan as a mother and the suddenly appearing of her daughter after almost 10 years with no connection utterly overwhelms her. In the end, she's a mother and Ji Wan must always be among the most precious treasures in her life.

The other day, a close friend of mine left a short note on her Facebook telling that her mom refused to pick her up at the airport at 11pm 'cos she said it was too late for her to go out, and my friend had to nag that she'd got too much luggage to manage all alone so that her mom would agree to go to the airport. My close friend, she used to be a target for my jealousy 'cos of her wealthy family as well as her freedom to go to almost everywhere she wants, but after reading her note, I realized that in some way, I may be the one who's got more. My Mom, she's just simply the one who never goes to bed before I get home and even if she's got sick, she'd rather let me sleep some more than wake me up to do something for her illness. And for that alone, I know how much I've been blessed for being her child.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Before bed time







I wrote a lot then deleted it all.

Well, maybe because of the drama tonight. Being loved and being hurt is somehow a nice experience to have but too painful to get through...

Sunday, January 3, 2010

I want to go to Yokohama, seriously.





It's not a very excellent drama, it has neither brilliant acting nor multi-layered story. But it's special. Strangely special. When love again is portrayed in its purest form, that alone can make you speechlessly stunned. Their love story is so simple yet blossomy that it's too perfect to be added up or cut down any details. Watching this series makes me want to go to Yokohama so badly. It seems to be a very nice place for a sightseeing, let alone its fame for epic love stories in dramas and literature.

Side note: Unlike other dramas in which the heroes usually make me go crazy due to fangirl syndrome, this series impresses me with its strangely but interestingly innocent heroine. I doubt there's any girl in this world who can be more straightforward than her, either in drama or real life. She recalls me to an old lesson of love someone taught me long ago, which appears to be quite simple yet,  in fact, most difficult to learn and practice. It is: be honest.



Title: Tatta Hitotsu no Koi (Just One Love)
Episodes: 10 (thanks to which I could finish them all in one sitting)

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

A gift of love

I really love the song and the drama and I'm content with my own combination of the two of them, which took me a white night. Rather than using words, I'm glad to find a new way to record moments.

After finishing this video, I realized that in none of the cut scenes I used were there any dialogues between the two characters. I just love the way love exposing itself in silence. Let's let the song sing for them, and that's what I did.

I don't really remember how I found this song out of thousand pieces of music on the Internet but I truly thank God for letting me enjoy such a nice melody where I feel like love is told by the softest breezes of winter.


Cool Whispers
by Ike Yoshihiro

Cool whispers drift from the north on the night
Yet you warm my heart for we hold the light
The land must fade from green into white
Hush my heart this love is a fire
This love will burn like a fire

Lie side by side in the soft winter white
Hold me close to you as we brace for flight
In time I pray they’ll see what we feel
Gentle love this pain won’t retire
This love must burn like a fire

Close your eyes and dream what I see,
peace for a moment the future unclear
Hand by hand as we stand on the wire,
the ending so near our start close behind
Light bends through trees, leaves spiral and wind
We’re far from here and frozen in time

Cool whispers drift from the north on the night
Yet you warm my heart for we hold the light
The land must fade from green into white
Hush my heart this love is a fire
This love will burn like a fire

Cool whispers
Yet you warm my heart for we hold the light
This love will burn like a fire
Hold me close to you as we brace for flight

Monday, December 28, 2009

A moment of love

Of all I've watched about my favorite drama, Will It Snow For Christmas, with a lot of sweet moments together with tragic clichés, don't know why I've always felt so thrilled each time replaying this scene:


 
 
 
 

This is when Ji Wan was still pretending not to recognize Kang Jin, after eight years of separation due to a tragic accident which killed her beloved brother in his attempt to help Ji Wan find Kang Jin's treasured pendant under the cold river. Overwhelmed with grief and guilt, Ji Wang ran away from home and disappeared from Kang Jin's world all of a sudden. Eight years later, when fate led their paths to cross again, no matter how vivid and clear their memories about each other were, Ji Wan tried her best to the deny the truth of Kang Jin's identity. Either for her or for Kang Jin's sake, she kept pushing him away, claiming not to know who he was even though just hearing his name was enough to make her body tremble, and suffocate her heart. But still, stubbornly and hurtfully, her answer always was "I don't know" when asked "Do you know who I am?" by Kang Jin. We, however, all know that in their hearts, the right answer was already done, but buried deep down under a lot of complex and messy emotions.

To me, this very short moment, which on the surface appeared not to be very important or emotion-packed, was when Ji Wan, in some way, confessed her recognition of her childhood Kang Jin for the very first time. As she was trying to hide the scratches on her hand from Kang Jin's eyes, my mind asked on the spot "Why does she have to do that?". It was totally not something so serious to hide. Would anybody else mind some scratches that much?  And my answer is: because it was Kang Jin who was standing there, HER Kang Jin, not anybody else with the same name, she knew that he would mind. She knew that only her Kang Jin would get mad seeing her acting foolishly trying to save a man who had left her alone in an engagement ceremony. Yes, she knew it. Because in her heart, she knew this simply was her "Kang Jin-oppa".

And then, only Kang Jin, in his turn, could be the one who realized what Ji Wan was hiding and pull it out of the dark in fury. The moment he grasped her arm and stared at her wound, I felt an overflow mixed of love, anger, frustration and pity bursting out from his eyes as well as repressed in his strong grasp. Because he knew it was HIS Ji Wan, the foolish, stubborn yet adorable girl whose name he had screamed out loud in the past. This Ji Wan, who liked to interfere with people's business, she'd rather hurt herself than see others getting hurt. Yes, this is the Ji Wan whom he has been searching through the last eight years. How come he didn't mind those scratches she bore for the sake of a worthless person? How come he didn't get mad at her stupidity? This very moment touched me so deep as in Kang Jin's eyes, I found no jealousy, instead I could feel how much his heart ached seeing the one he loved and treasured get hurt, mentally and physically.

Love appears in many forms. Some are colorful and bright. Some hides under a shadow. Some are intense. Some are just as gentle and soft as spring water. Some go with kisses and embraces. Some glow in eyes meeting each other. I just love the way Kang Jin loves Ji Wan, like a long piece of music with all the rise and fall of its notes, he's always there trying to protect her against any storms and get her sunlight afterward. The ways he cradles her face, strokes her hair, looks at her in the eyes, embraces her in comfort or against danger... in silence they speak a thousand words. All of that, simply the way love should be.

" I dreamed a dream. In that dream, I met Ji-wan. In the dream, I promised Ji-wan never to let her go again. That I wouldn’t be foolish like before, in our Sancheong days."

Don't let go of your dream, Kang Jin. Don't let Ji Wan cry again...

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Overwhelmed with emotions...




...after watching 6 eps of my favorite drama in a sitting.

What is love about?

What is fear about?

What is fighting about?

He's strong. He's smart. He's determined. He'd never lost to anyone. But he lost her. And he got hurt. So badly. He moved on, he succeeded but it feels like there always is hole unable to be filled in his heart. Until one day, he found her. Again.

She appeared to be strong, spunky, upbeat girl yet still had a fragile heart. She's not smart. But she's also determined. Determined enough to run away from home after her brother's death, blaming herself for causing it, torturing her heart over years. Guilt and fear have filled up her life. She hid herself in a dark, stuffy room as if she also closed herself against the world. She had lived that life for eight years. Until one day, she met him. Again.

If it was her who gave him the warmth of innocent love in the past, now it is him who gives her light of forgiving love to bring her back to life. Cradling her in his arms, installing a window to her room, protecting her against danger with his own life... step by step, he pulls her out of the nut-shell in her heart, teaching her forgiveness and at the same time, finding the answers for so many questions having been left out since their broken past.

People say, love is a kind of magnet which pulls two persons irresistibly close together. That's how fate led them back to one another. "To find each other again. To forgive again. And to love again." But because happiness is something so ultimate and treasured, they must fight hard, experiencing the final yet most hurtful stage of pain before they can find it.

Will it snow for Christmas?

I'm just praying for the purest white snowflakes to land on their smiles this Christmas and then echoing in their hearts, we hear "spring is coming".