Sunday, September 27, 2009

A street car named desire


"And she rode a street car named desire,leaving everything behind."

A street car named desire is a play written by Thomas Williams, It centers on a desolated woman named Blanche DuBois. Reared in Old South aristocratic traditions, she lived elegantly in the family homestead, married a man she adored, and pursued a career as an English teacher. But her life fell apart when she discovered that her husband, Allen Grey, was having a homosexual affair. Disgraced, he killed himself. Blanche sought comfort in the arms of other men, many men. After she had relations with one of her students, a 17-year-old, authorities learned of the encounter and fired her. Meanwhile, relatives died and she could not keep up the family home. Eventually, creditors seized it. The play begins when Blanche arrives in New Orleans to stay with her sister, Stella, and her crude, outspoken husband, Stanley Kowalski. Though scarred by her past, Blanche still tries to lead the life of an elegant lady and does her best, even lying when necessary, to keep up appearances.

Points to ponder:

The play was full of quotations,metaphors and symbolism. The streetcar that Blanche rode that was named desire was actually her inner desires. She wanted to break free from the past and live in a world of her own fantasies.

She thought she was the queen,the Lady of the roses but it was only her delusions and her sanity is slowly taking her.

Blanche lives in a cocoon of unreality to protect herself against her weaknesses and shortcomings. including her inability to repress untoward sexual desire. To preserve her ego, she lies about her promiscuous behavior in Laurel,she shuns bright light, lest it reveal her physical imperfections and she refuses to acknowledge her problem with alcohol.

The same way, we people use lies to deceit others,popularity to gain own interest. Basic human instinct, I called it. We are all somewhat like Blanche who hides behind our own made masks.

Facing the truth,hard it may be and accepting things that are beyond our thinking are some of life's lesson hidden in the play. We need to acknowledge our own being and stop pretending to be like others.

It's ironic to say that, we sometimes wish we are someone else,or doing something we never really wanted.

Frustrations come and go,lies are everywhere and precious moments doesn't last for a life time.

So smile often,take off that mask and took a lot of pictures. Write something you wanted and express your thoughts often. Carpe diem(Seize the day).

We don't like to lose our sanity like Blanche.I hope it makes sense.

And to end this blog with a quote from Blanche

"I was on the verge of — lunacy, almost!"

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