It happened on the last day of 2020 that i watched the film about Magdolna. Magdolna lived in the mountainous area of the North Balaton region between the two world wars and during the second. She was an exceptionally sensitive religious girl (a young lady later) and during her karmic short life she helped a lot to poor people with an unbelievable toughness and commiment and resourcefulness. At the end of her life she somehow had a sharp pre-sentiment about the date of her death - she was fully healthy but somehow she felt it still. The film shows two days of her life, one at her age of 12 when she got the "message" about her future martyrdome and the last day of her life when a "liberating" Russian soldier shot her dead (because she did not let him rape her). Scenes alter between the two days continuously two separate actrisses play the two ages but in such a well elaborated harmony that anybody can take them as the same person easily.
For me the religious feeling in general is a little strange since i often find it false, but in her case it was fully convincing and i had no doubt about the sincierity of her devotion. Her story touched me very deeply, the resonance between her and my motivs was immediately shocking. At that Silvester day i watched the film on-line but few days later i decided to have it saved on a DVD. In my surrounding my godson is the IT expert, he downloaded the film (legally, since i paid for it) and delivered the engraved disc to me. When i inserted it into my DVD reader to check the success, the first few frames of the film appeared on my screen. And after that came the second, the really hitting shock, the burning fire and the ice cold shower at the same time. Because i noticed something which avoided my attention at the first time. Under the title word of the film "Magdolna" i could read her birth date: 8th of August, 1921. Why was it interesting? Because i was also born on 8th of August. For few minutes i couldn't move just tears were running down on my face. I didn't know what to do with this piece of news but i catched at once that this was a turning point anyhow...
Seven months later i celebrated my next birthday together with her - i felt very strongly that for one day we must be somehow together - i excluded everything else from my life for 24 hours. Only 2 months later i realised that it was her 100th anniversary. Yes i was the special gift to her for that particular occasion. Does anybody say still that life on Earth has no inner order and only random events follow one another?
