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Choosing a movie to watch, before reading the book

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(Public domain image) So, before I had to dive in into the mysterious moors of Emily Bronte's Wuthering Heights, I was thinking to watch a movie adaptation of it, just to get a heads-up about the story-line.  Usually I don't do this. I am a proud member of the club called "the book was better".  But because this book was meant to be read as a textbook, not entirely for pleasure, I chose to attack the story by all means I get my hands on.  I searched for it in Prime Video, found three movies, one was made in 1939, the other two were in some later years.  I'm not sure why, I chose to watch the 1939 version. Probably because, in the back of my mind, I was expecting it to be closer to the original novel.  So I watched it, and then read the book. And found out that the movie cut off the entire volume 2 of the book!  I was really disappointed. But at the same time, it felt good to know that the book shall be better, always. :) 

Hemingway in 3 panels!

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 Last week I took part in a competition in one my subject in this semester called "Moving Text".  The task was either to create a 3-panel adaptation of any classic novel, Lisa Brown's "Long Story Short" style, or to write a David Bader style haiku about that.  I decided to do the 3-panel version, and fortunately won a Jane Austen book! :) 

The Weird Guy With A Water Bottle

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Between them the distance is more than a thousand miles, but somehow they managed to look similar to me. My very dear Curzon Hall in Dhaka University, and this small path of La Trobe Uni in Melbourne. Well, of course, minus those lovely Krishnachuras!  Yesterday was the very first day of Uni this year.  Last year, it was all about sitting in front of the laptop, and keeping a fish-eye on the screen, with Zoom opened. So, I and many others surely are welcoming the change of fresh air and the company of actual humans.  I was relieved, to be honest, re-living this Uni day.  Though, I had to carry a water bottle with me, because of my ever-demanding medication. Gulping down a few sips, with unavoidable noise every now and then while the teacher was talking. Even so, it went well, I’d reckon.  Though it was my very first day here, somehow, at the end of the day, I felt a strange connection with this campus.  After finishing the classes, while walking back to the car park, through this beaut

Greyscale phone screen

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Nowadays my phone screen i s always with the greyscale filter. And I use the warmer tone at night.   Trying to put less pressure on my eyes. Which really is helping.  In addition, scrolling through YouTube or Instagram has become less attractive now with no colour, which reduced my screen time too! :)  . . . . . #greyscale #screentime #reducingscreentime #phonescreen #socialmedia 

Screen Habits: the ones really work

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It’s been two years since I am trying to get myself into some habits, just to reduce my screen-time. Some didn’t work at all, some really did.

Marjorie Faith Barnard

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  “Her window was open all day long now, very fine thin curtains hung in front of it and these were never parted. Sometimes they moved but it was only in the breeze.” From The Persimmon Tree by Marjorie Barnard. 

Excerpt From: Ernest Hemingway. “A Moveable Feast.”

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  “With so many trees in the city, you could see the spring coming each day until a night of warm wind would bring it suddenly in one morning. Sometimes the heavy cold rains would beat it back so that it would seem that it would never come and that you were losing a season out of your life.” Excerpt From: Ernest Hemingway. “A Moveable Feast.”