LIFE IS A COSMIC DANCE (Satis Shroff)
My soul is a passionate dancer.
I hear music where ever I am,
Whatever I do.
I hear the lively rhythm beckoning me to dance.
Sometimes it’s violins and Vienna waltz.
At other times a fiery salsa.
A Punjabi bhangra or a slow fox.
Life is a cosmic dance.
With its kampfmuster
And its own choreography.
We have people around us.
We look at each other,
Oblivious of the others.
Mesmerised,
Drawn together by an invisible force.
The Flamenco guitarist wails,
‘Life is an apple:
Pluck it,
Relish it,
And throw it away.’
LEST WE FORGET: The Agony of War (Satis Shroff)
Lest We Forget: Auschwitz, Treblinka, Grafeneck (Satis Shroff) It does me good to witness that a Culture of Remembering has sprouted in Germany, France, Switzerland and Austria where the respective museums are doing a great job informing visitors about the World Wars, how people lived and suffered in those terrible days. Young school children are obliged to visit concentration camps, write essays and discuss about these themes. Not a single Abitur class (GCE 'A' level) finishes its final exams without having visited a concentration camp, and discussed about the problems and misery created by the World War I and II, and the National Socialists. Nevertheless, it is scary to feel the fear and anxiety expressed by Hans Sahl (1902-1993) when he wrote: 'More than the onerous task of surviving, my mind is engaged with the thoughts, what'd going to happen to this world that has experienced such things, what will happen to the children who know of the holocaust through h...
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