National Geographic’s collection of their best pictures- my screen saver. And every time I see it, I experience such emotional highs (I’d have to look up the dictionary if that is even a term). I’m not a great animal lover, but it’s the people in the pictures who interest me. Sometimes am mesmerised but sometimes I feel such a pang of sadness that I’d never get to know these people, never know what their story was. What made that Mexican guy look so delighted? Did that old woman have a good life? Did that couple in the picture live happily ever-after? Do those Venetian kids hate water? What encouraged that woman to trek alone in the woods? Has that Greek guy been told that he looks divine?
Its the same feeling when I read history or visit a historical monument, especially palaces... Makes me wonder if the king was actually a brave guy or did he put up a facade, was the princess really a princess or what if the nanny had exchanged kids, was the queen happy being the 4th wife, did the royal doctor really know his stuff or did he just fool the royal family, did the prince have a an affair with an ordinary daasi...
