For the heart is an organ of fire

The bridges of Madison County 

This kind of certainty only comes once in a life time

It is a story of a love affair between a National geography journal photographer and a normal housewife which only last 4 days, a four-days of a lifetime, if you truly comprehend the significance of it

Some may say it's a typical setting for any love affair story
Some might argue against its morality values
Some criticizes the possibility of a 4days affair and the melodrama of it all
but that is only what one says if one has not in truth gone through that kind of love affair to gain an insights of it, of the agony and the guilt it brought on, of the compelling force and the ectasy it draws upon, devilishly powerful enough to call off the guilt of submission to the physical desires  

Maybe 4 days is not a convincing duration of time
Maybe it just romanticizes an unreal love affair
Maybe the point is to bring up the agony awoken amid the realization that their marriage choice is not their perfect one, and that one cant afford to be with their perfect match within society norms and morality, that marriage is idealized and overrated ... yet it might be the wisest choice to remain in that marriage
That if they genuinely leave their family for the affair, something will destroy the magic of it

Well I dont know. Now that I looked at it several weeks after actually watching it with a calmer and more rationale mind, I cant help feeling it was romanticizing an almost impossible relationship though I was touched and felt for them then

But who knows... "for the heart is an organ of fire" (The English patient)

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So I guess this is goodbye....
The surreal and unbearable lightness of an ending
no farewell or parting words are spoken
at best, we avoided it by faking a promise of a future that I'm so well aware would not exist
deep down, we on our own must've felt so distinctly the incurable and irresistible break of the tie we both share.. yet we lack the courage of admitting and embracing that ruthless truth

and today I read something I've written some 5 years ago about human, words and relationship
of whether words are worth all that attention
of whether one's feeling value, or significance solely rests on the fact whether they are expressed or made known to the others, the objects or subjects causing them
and I made up my mind to make an effort to avoid the unnecessary silence or at least to properly speak out my mind
I couldnt recall those thoughts had lingered on my mind
but surely i was obsessed with it
...5years after as I am today, and here I go:
still, sometimes words are better left unspoken...
especially if they are directed or intended to hurt others
again I'm contradicting my own arguments, think twice before you speak
stay honest but it should never be meant to hurt others solely for the sake of your outburst

we need the right balance
of everything and in anything