Forrest Gump

Dont know if I spelled "Forrest" right or not. But i watched this movie again tonight. And just like the last time, it made me sad again. I dont know whats it with me and the movies, they always make me sad. Most of the amazingly award winning movies.
Today i watched two highly depressing,(and acknowledged as very good, movies). They were "The Departed" and the "Forrest Gump". Some would say 'Then go fucking get some life out there.....in the real world'. But this is my life. I love watching movies and mix them up with the real world. Movies may not be the true stories but, the true stories are certainly very much like good movies. True and sad.

I remember "Anand" (my favorite indian movie), it always makes me cry in the end (i am not ashamed to accept that I still cry). People in real life are far too much busy to be by your side all the time, but movies are always there. All you have to do is press "Play".

Whenever I write on this page of this blog, I never have any idea why I do that, but i still do that. sometimes to share things with people I know or send them a message; sometimes just to get things out of my head so could sleep well after telling them to someone out there whom I dont even know, all those lost souls dropping by this page accidentaly, Since there is no one here to tell to, in real.

After writing this far I just read the whole paragraph again to make sure if whatever I was writing made any sense. I couldn't figure out, may you reader could. Just like forrest gump wanted to run for no reason, I want to cry for no particular reason. May be its psychological or may be mental, who knows.

Writing here means onething to me, sharing my thoughts and my feelings with those who care about me and with even those who just dont care about me at all.
There is alot of "me" in me. cant help it because "me" is my best friend and often I need "me's" council. cant make "me" angry, can I.

Ale´ Gross Bisous.