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 - A Very Long Engagement How often do we read about war and see it as just words on a foreign piece of paper, of just 'History' dressed in letters we have to memorise, or remember once in a while on a special date, or after watching a certain kind of movie that dates to eons before our very present comfortable way of life. A Very Long Engagement was that certain kind of movie. A certain kind that allowed me to see War past just words which meant nothing but plainly 'Historic Sacrifice'. It allowed me to see the fear, the pain, the trauma, the tragedy of war at its most bitter and heart wrenching. Where lives were just used to make up the number which represented 'strength'- because fact was, being sent to world really meant Dying for the country. Lives ended not only for those at the receiving end of the rifle, or at the mercy of a single bomb. It ended, even for those who managed to survive the physical torment of War and also for those back home, waiting, sometimes with hope, sometimes, half-hope. And when you receive the Death News of your loved one in black and white, would you choose to believe what was probably typed and blindly signed for ten thousand other faded soldiers? Would you choose to believe knowing well enough that your intuition screams otherwise? In a situation like this, what's harder than holding on is letting go. TonFlyingHigh!12:33 AM *** |
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