Today, I am lucky enough to rekindle with Ms Hepburn after a long break. I read the first chapter of her biography and my day is dimmed with her encounters during WW2 when the Nazis occupied Holland. It was an enjoyable read indeed, with words that penetrated my imagination of an era where people long to forget but yet important in history.
My memory jogs back to similar fate of a young Jewish girl in Holland itself, in Amsterdam to be exact. The little girl famously known as Anne Frank who wrote important notes that will forever remain literally valuable.
A thirteen-year old writer who would have become a journalist or like Hepburn, a movie star should she was still alive. This was attributed to her gift in writing and her admiration for many movie stars of her time when her tiny little room was decorated with magazine pictures of them. I wonder how it was like to live in those eras, when these two hopeful souls lived purely on hope and passion for the future and their pursuance.
I finally remembered how silly I was for not buying the posters of Hepburn’s many famous movies in Copenhagen and my recent encounter of Holly Golightly’s picture art in Ikea KL. I always dream of having a room themed after New York and Holly Golightly or Hepburn will be a perfect representation. Another room will be themed Cape Town, South Africa.
I think in life, it is so important not to give up hope. As a born-optimist, I harbour great hopes for the future. Another important wisdom to share, “never envy or jealous for what others have but be contented with what you already have.”
