Time Out Thursday: Because This Is My First Life: A Drama Review

This is not a office blog meme sort of thing, but this is something I have been wanting to do for sometimes. Sometimes, I come across things that I want to talk about– the weird things, the ones which does not move around in the world of writing or novels, or maybe they do, but they just don’t suit any categories. Rather than curbing my fascination with these things, I have decided to incorporate them here.

This is not the first time I am doing it, but this is the first time it is coming under some category. Today I want to talk about a Korean Drama called “Because This is Our First Life” (Long title, I know!).

This is a Korean drama involving Lee Min Ki  (and a heroine, who was awesome, but whose name I am lazy to pick up. Nobody measures to Lee Min Ki). So this hero is a very meticulous nerdy sort of person who keeps a distance between himself and the world. In fact, his theory is that he just needs his cat and his house.  And to this, our female character comes as a tenant. It is romantic comedy, of course, but it so thoughtful.

It is a drama which is filled with so much of wisdom and nuances. I cannot explain the drama without spoiling it completely.  There was this one episode when everything was so hopeless for the heroine–she had lost almost everything except for will (and of course, she meets the hero of the story then), but this line resonated with me so much!

“When I decided to follow my dream, I thought my life would be like walking through a dark tunnel. But I didn’t know it was going to be this dark. I didn’t know it was going to be this lonely. How much longer do I have to keep going?”

And then there was this poem, which was the gist of every relationship in life

Meeting someone in life is actually something very astonishing.

That’s because they bring with themselves their past, present and future

That’s because someone’s whole life comes along.

The heart is fragile.

It might have been broken.

That heart is coming too.

I know this is not a traditional poem and is translated from Korean by someone who might not have even got the right essence. But it is just so much true, and it is like the true beauty of every relationship on the show.

This is one show which made me jump on the sofa like a kid with a candy. I clapped, I danced, I cried, and then I cried some more. I hated the ending, but yet, it is a drama which is going to live in my heart for a long time. This drama introduced me to a Doris Lessing and her book called “To Room Nineteen”, and I still can’t believe that I  have gushed so much about a drama.

Some thoughts and fears about Schizophrenia

I never thought about writing this post. Never. EVER.

But still here I am, writing this. Let me start with the background first. Before I started writing, reading, and watching more, I never used to think about all these stuff. But all this exposure has left me open to the idea of all these mental diseases as well. But now I know about them, and I am afraid of them too. Of course I feel sorry for the people who suffer from the disease too, but more than that there is the feeling of thankfulness that I am not the victim of the disease yet.

If someone asks me about three things I am afraid of in my life, they will be:

i) I am afraid that someone will hypnotize me to do something (Too many thriller TV serials)

ii) Multiple Personality Disorder or the thought of encountering/suffering such a situation. (No basis for this, except that Sybil influenced me so much. I don’t think I have ever talked about it, but it was one very weird book by a doctor.)

ii) And now I come to the third fear. I might suffer from Schizophrenia some time in my life. There is no rational basis for this fear, except it feels like that it is the most horrible disease.

Let me get back to what started this rant. I cam across a blogger/blogpost who is afraid that she is being stalked by some official and that her phones are tapped and the police is also playing along with that high official. She has changed her numbers to different operators and she still feels the same. She believes her net and her blog is also hacked. I can’t link her blogpost here because that will further fuel her fears, but she has written all of this in very detail, along with the proceedings as an evidence if something happens to her.

I don’t know whether any of this true or not. I have no medical authority about any of such thing. But I truly feel that she needs a doctor– a psychiatrist to analyze her. I do not know her personally and have never talked to her. But her blog makes me feel so much pity for her. She has blamed almost everyone, including me for spying on her blog.

And that brings me to the another reason of the post: A Korean Series called It’s Okay, That’s Love.

I watch a lot of series, and Korean series are especially my favorites because they make me think about many things. This series was not awesome. It has many loopholes and it left a lot of subjects untouched and badly treated. But then there was one thing which drama showed that completely touched my heart: the character’s schizophrenia.

Let me explain it properly.


The main male character of the story is an author of the mystery story who comes from a dysfunctional family and has suffered a lot of abuse. This has created a OCD in him, i.e., he can only sleep in a bathtub. (sounds funny, I know, but it is really, really heartbreaking in the story.) Imagine that rich guy who has got everything in this world— name, fame, fan-following etc. and all he can do is sleep in a bathtub. Doesn’t it beat the purpose of existence completely?
What is unknown is that this character suffers from Schizophrenia. He has imagined a child complete with his problems and poverty. He is so involved in the imaginary life of this child that he ends  up endangering his relationship and life many times.

In the end he did get treated and found the love etc. but that problem of Schizophrenia just left too deep an impact on me. I would not rate it an awesome series. In fact on the scale of five, it will only get a three from my side.

The cumulative effect of everything is that I am left wondering just how many people are suffering from this undiagnosed schizophrenia? And the basic question of how much is truth and how much is just the brainchild of our mind?