Tonight was a special Che Guevara night which started with a documentary on him, followed by the Motorcycle Diaries. I missed the documentary cos of work but I rushed back to catch the rest of the Motorcycle Diaries....AGAIN.
I read the book 2 years back (thanks to my cousin shali's suggestion). It was a lovely book and my favourite parts were the letters to his mum. When the movie came out, it added a whole new dimension to the book and it stuck true to the book as well.
Since being exposed to these 2 forms of media that tell the same story, I have been even more restless and it gets worst everytime I experience them. Terrible I tell you, though I welcome it open arms. Restless is me and something needs to be done real soon about it.
I would also like to take a moment to express my sadness to those people who wear Che's face on their bodies and yet have no idea who he is, but they do it just to look cool. Such a pity. Well if it keeps the legend alive, so be it (the same is being done to Steve Biko, who together with people like Mandela fought against apartheid laws in S.Africa. He died on his way to prison. The cops that brought him in said he died of prolonged hunger strikes, but later on, they discovered he had massive internal bleeding especially in the cranial cavity).
Steve Biko
If you haven seen it, pls go grab a copy (the book too). Hopefully it will bring that restless soul out in you too.
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