“You’re not allowed to watch it until I do first and approve it,” my mother used to tell my sisters and me. With her strict character and high standards we knew that we would rarely watch a movie on the new video machine she had bought. We lowered our expectations, accepted our fate and surrendered to watching only series and movies aired on the formal Egyptian television channels.
Getting married in my early twenties, I moved to my marital house and I had no one to supervise me. I spent hours on daily basis watching private television channels and revenging my years of deprivation. Insults, vulgar language and violent scenes shocked me. Little by little I became selective and followed actors who were known to add value and promote for good ethics. The more my professional and personal responsibilities increased the less time I had to watch TV. I committed to watch one episode during the month of Ramadan until I had a breakthrough.
Writing my own novel ‘Fabulous Veils’ made me consider series and movies from a whole new perspective. I understood how Writers carefully select their words and creatively build their scenes to deliver certain messages and instil certain beliefs. I became more attentive while watching Drama and made sure to reflect on what I watched and reject what didn’t match my value system or my code of ethics.
Few months after publishing my novel I started studying to become a Life Coach. Learning about NLP (Neuro Linguistic Programming), the language of the mind and the power of subconscious I had an OMG moment. I started reexamine my thoughts, ideas, opinions and beliefs. And sadly I discovered how, in may cases, Drama played a fundamental role in distorting them.
“I’m following six different series this Ramadan,” my cousin declared last week. Her words left me bitter, understanding how, unconsciously, her mind and beliefs will be poisoned and how her personal and professional life might be affected with the cheap drama aired on countless channels in a condensed dosage during the ‘holy’ month of Ramadan.
Long live my mother who made sure to supervise what her daughters would watch and who made sure herself to watch what would develop her mind as a wife, a mother and most of all a human being and a role model.
If we became addicts to worthless drama, at least let us be intellectual viewers who reflect on what’s presented and who would make a quality control first on what to welcome in our conscious and subconscious minds.
“Whatever we plant in our subconscious mind and nourish with repetition and emotion will one day become a reality.” – Earl Nightingale