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All that glitters...

             
         
                   Last Saturday being Halloween's Day, I decided to sketch The Joker, from Batman. A character who representes the evil, I suppose, although he is said to be the actual hero of the movie. But, let's not go into those details. So, I attempted to sketch Jack Nicholson, the Joker, and was instantly reminded of the movie Batman, which I saw ages ago.
              We kids weren't the sort, who could go for movies with friends.  Permissions from our parents had to be procured, and only after the entire storyline of the movie had been narrated (and deemed fit for our naive minds) were we allowed to go watch the said film. So, one day dad came home and announced that he had booked tickets for a show the next day, which was a pleasant surprise, nay, shock, to us kids!  Finding it all too hard to believe, we left for the movie with all the enthusiasm we could wrap up around our young hearts.  The movie turned out to be  Batman, starring Michael Keaton and Kim Bassinger.
             Ages old - this movie - but I still remember it for two reasons.  The first being that dad took us to watch a movie. Er, actually,  I must be writing this sentence in caps!  DAD TOOK US TO WATCH A MOVIE! Ah, that felt better!  My younger bro would have said the same thing, considering, dad seldom saw any movies himself. So, showing a movie to us kids was like the 8th wonder of the world!
           Secondly, when we reached the theatre, and looked around for the movie's poster, we only saw an image of a pair of yellowing  molars and premolars! Me and my younger brother must have spent at least half an hour trying to figure out what the hell it was! My mother kept smiling on the sly, hiding the truth till we figured it out for ourselves. Finally, when we were at our wit's end, she told us what the picture meant. It  WAS  the Batman, standing in the dark, with his cape and all! Unbelievable it was, no doubt, but the joy of watching a film with dad and mum was greater.
           We enjoyed the movie and came home happy and excited, desperate to tell about it to our friends. But, all along the way,  I kept wondering how could THAT thing in the poster be Batman!?   I still do, until I come to the conclusion, that  there are certain things in life, which are contrary to our perceptions of them. Our mind tells us the fact, but our eyes fail to obey our mind, thus leading us astray from the facts.
         Impressions can be deceiving...!

        The Joker wasn't the bad guy, you know?


























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