The Color of Paradise” is an Iranian film I watched with my family last night. It’s a story of a boy called Mohammad, a student at a special school for blind children in Tehran.

Though the story is about relationships and complex look at faith and humanity, the story of an 8-year-old blind boy who shows how to sense the environment or what surrounds him by touch and without sight is what moved me the most.

Since the movie was made in a foreign language, it was difficult to comprehend the dialogues but I realized that to understand and feel true human emotions you really don’t need to know any language.

Because of his blindness, Mohammad experiences the world through his senses. The chirping of birds, the sound of the woodpecker, the feeling of fresh lake water flowing through his hands, the sand and pebbles on the beach and the quietness of the night. 

“We do not remember days, we remember moments.” – Cesare Pavese

I guess the busy lives we lead in the city amidst the honking vehicles, people screeching, noise of the bulldozers and other giant machines at a construction site, a loud procession on the road, cellphones that keep ringing, can sometimes be quite deafening and we unintentionally tend to ignore and fail to enjoy the real comforting sounds of nature God has blessed us with.

Maybe if we can manage to spare even a little of our precious time to bask in serenity and appreciate the simple things we take for granted, we can truly get vibrant and rejuvenated.

After watching the movie, I really felt that I may have let those beautiful moments pass by because of my ignorance and busy life. I am drawn back to life, life that is truly intended to be adventurous, fulfilling and enjoyable.

“Life isn’t a matter of milestones, but of moments.” – Rose Kennedy