"Oceans"...tears of grief.

About a few weeks already I'm longing to be away for a while, a beach. A life in the city is convenience but it seems to be more of a chaotic, not much of the peaceful at all. I always love a beach, a sea and a sound of waves hitting shore. I've never tried scuba diving but most of my friends who knows how to dive told me that I should try. They adore how peaceful it is under water, 'It's completely different down there, it's magnificent and so quiet.' they said. I'm sure it is.

I've heard about this movie or documentary 'Oceans' not so long ago. The trailer was capturing my heart so much that I promise myself, I have to see this movie. So I did, with my boyfriend who probably would enjoyed it more than me since it's in French. But this movie doesn't require you to waste your time by reading sub-title to understand as pictures worth much more that a word to describe.

For almost 2 hours I was sitting there, I didn't feel that long at all. The beauty of nature and the well-edited of this movie kept me busy fascinating and wondering how could they filmed the movie, "4 years, 51 oceans and 91 species". It's such an incredible work how they captured each moment. Every scenes took my breath away especially when a guy swam with the great hunter, white shark. He was just right there swimming side by side with a calm, cool and most dangerous hunter in an ocean, how amazing is that! That's a spectacle I've never seen before as we probably always see their aggressive wild side rather than a soft side. And also how sea lion cuddles her baby and kiss them with a touch of love, that's speechless.

Suddenly half and hour before the end of movie, there were scenes which was like a sharp blade cutting my heart into pieces. Sea creatures were stuck by trawl that fishermen laid. Men slaughtering shark and let them back in to the sea without their fin and tail, finally they drowned to dead. More of violence to show how could men be so cruel to those wonderful creature. I was also drowned...in my own tears, tears of grief and shame.

"Extinct, extinct, extinct" an old man said. Mother nature always know how to heal herself, yes she does. And when she claims her right, human cries out and blames her cruelty. But when the nature cries, who would listen and whose to blame.

Yosita Anita V.

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