Thursday, May 26, 2011

What Kind Of Car Does Marge On Simpons Drive?

Slavery struck him in the brain.

the beginning of May my mother was managing three villas Sitabay in Panchgani, a town climate, situated high in the mountains Bhor Ghat.
Delegation was moved to Pedder Road No.7, the old building, waiting for demolition.
war comes to an end. Haughty German nation will suffer a second defeat. We, the Poles, we express concern that the Soviets did not enter too far in Europe.
monsoon rages, streams of water flowing to the width of the streets, and at times the sun shines. In the Arabian Sea with a vengeance raging waves hit the stone piers. Buildings soaked moisture and vegetation water greedily sleep. From the town run down the bacteria, and it will come to life in rice fields galore.
The head of India came health services, Dr. Alfred Tomanek. You will be able to avoid many diseases by the use of prophylaxis.
From Mietek still do not have a message. Bothers me a feeling that was bad luck. Mietkowi sent a second parcel from India.
mother resides in a wonderful climate in Panchgani, and here, in Bombay, the sun is scorching hot weather plagued day and night, and the air is saturated with moisture. Moisture is so great that no radiation is passed pozafiołkowych, so despite the heat and sun, do not sunbathe.
water in hot water taps, and the sea can take a dip by throughout the year. Food products, even the biscuits are stored in the package saturated with paraffin, or canned blaszanaych.
common fruits are bananas and coconuts, fruiting throughout the year. Also, there is plenty of pineapple, mandarin and sweet lemons.
Despite the war, everything here is available, the shops full of goods and foodstuffs.

In India, among the lower classes, there is a cult for a white man. English, which is the administration of that country, they are surrounded by colored servants, boast an extraordinarily comforts, have cars, sometimes in clubs available only for white people, where Hindus constitute a service. The British do not use the tram or the bus, also have separate bath. Whites sahibowie-British, are esteemed because they are full and England is famous for its quality and reliability of their products.
pioneers of economic development in India are the Parsis-Iranians. They founded banks, started the industry and developed trade with Europe and the Far East.


August 2 reached us a message that Warsaw uprising. Senior colleagues are of the opinion that there would be repressed passivity of the Soviets, because I do not want the government in Warsaw was the Polish Underground, which is part of the Polish Government stationed in London, with which Soviet Russia broke off diplomatic relations. Error report success with Army that operates in Warsaw, the Polish Post and the capital is drowning in red and white flags.
few days later we came news that the Soviets withdrew from Warsaw and the insurgents left at the mercy of the Germans, though still called before Warsaw to an armed uprising. Warsaw appeals to the Allies for help.
Polish and British planes are dropping aid Warsaw, including American airplanes to help Warsaw.


Old Warsaw, these beautiful historic buildings, lay in ruins. Germans smoke and the Polish capital storm to strike us from the world map and in all fury destroy us as a nation.
thought of Warsaw takes my sleep, I experience the horror of the situation. Location Warsaw, must be dangerous, such as Polish women are calling for the Pope protection of women and children.
Kingdom and the United States of America recognized the Army, as part of the Polish Armed Forces. Warsaw continue fighting. Germany mercilessly exterminate the Polish resistance and have been using this shameful work of Ukrainians and Vlasov. October 3
sad news reached us that the Warsaw uprising collapsed. The surviving remnants of General Bor Komorowski, surrendered to the Germans, and the civilians expelled to Germany Pruszkow to demolish the rest of Warsaw. On appeal conducted fundraising for Pruszków to come with the help of the homeless compatriots.


At the end of the monsoon, India is experiencing ganpati celebration in honor of the god Ganesha, the son of Shiva and goddess Parvati. Ganesh is the patron of virgins and homes.
streets of the city have stalled processions with statues of the god Ganesha, the elephant-head imagined. Procesjom accompanied by dancers and musicians with drums and bells. Thousands procession heading for the shores of the sea, where among the ceremony, Ganesh statues melt, so that more people are not caused it to the monsoon.


On the outskirts of Bombay live-Maharowie untouchables, the so-called "untouchable." They live in shacks skleconymi from old sheets, bags and boxes. Sheds low półziemianki. Run shelters around children, they are naked, belted at the hips with string. Maharów bedding are old quilts or bags. Woman sitting in a crouching position and dress rice is their main food. Maharowie live in polygamy, but there are cases that a woman has several husbands. Do not go to school, are illiterate.
Hindus do not bury the dead, only burn at the stake. Parsis and consists of dead bodies in the towers to be devoured sępom silence. Only followers of Islam and Christians bury the dead. Custom of the East, take part in the funeral only to men, this custom also respect other religions.

October 1944. I received back a list sent to Mietek, a letter from the British military censorship, signed by General. Threatened sanctions, and teaches that you can not send mail through a third party, in this case through Jan Szeligowski in Ankara.
from space I sent a letter to Mietek through the International Red Cross in Geneva and clothing package.

passed sixth Christmas, did not bring the desired peace of mankind.
Germany shorten the front-so read their messages. We come to the end of our exile, for the year Polish breathe, our forests and meadows. We are sick of the exotic, sun and heat.
Year 1945 as we welcomed the year of freedom, the year to return to their homeland.
January 30, through the English newspapers, has reached us a message that the camp POW II C. Woldenberg, fell into the hands of the Soviets.

Wednesday, 12 February 1945. Take place on the fronts of the last acts of the Second World War. I'm going to the office, like any other day. I carry a record of those patients who visited the hospital yesterday. I hurry, because there is work start time.
Passing through the office, I found colleagues sitting at their desks, and their faces are sad, not even responded to her greeting.
sat behind his desk, preparing a record for the doctor to report from yesterday's celebration of the sick. When the time came Dr. Tomanek, was strangely annoyed, threw his briefcase on the desk, looked at me calmly that solving the case, then zasapanym voice said
-betrayed us. They released a Catholic Poland in the clutches of Soviet Russia.
fell out of my hands a pen, I asked:
-Doctor, what happened?
-At Yalta, in Crimea, President Roosevelt and Prime Minister Churchill succumbed to Stalin recognized the Lublin Committee as the Polish government that it will be co-opted several members of the Government of London and who knows what to do with us? - Says Dr. Tomanek.
-It is a disgrace in the history of world, at the expense of Polish want to win the war with Japan, "she said.

In late February, the newspaper reported that the Polish prisoners of war from a camp in Part II C fell into the hands of Americans, but most of the plundered, and that the Soviets were deported to the Polish and are being held in camps near Lodz, and Krakow.

March 8, 1945. After a year break received from Mietek letter dated April 12, 1944. This letter was shaken to the depths of my soul. I read this cruel letter, targający feelings of the soul. My husband went down the road of truth, walks over the abyss, he became an atheist.
Night in Bombay hot, like any other night. Letter words are spinning in my head. His logic is contradictory. One sees the evil forces spreading his good fortune, again denies the existence of God, and sees himself as a blacksmith of his own destiny.
Apparently influenced the imagination of the Friedrich Nietzsche. Nietzsche on the one hand underwent wływom mazdajanizmu: good-evil, light-dark, on the other hand emerged superman, imperious man, gardzącego weakness and strength by confessing. Consequently, while Nietzsche rejected all the help and comfort religious giving with happiness in another world. Superman Nietzchego combines all the virtues of men that make life on Earth supposedly better.
My husband recognized the power of the power of evil, sees in these destructive factor, but rejected the power of good, because his spirit has lost power over the body. The strength of the good is a simple assumption, strong in spirit, and not looking for followers. The strength of the good you understand. It is not always the size of a human figure is spiritual. And the Hindus, who sees in the stone of his God, does not reflect the truth.

I went
the balcony, the sky was covered with stars, without a shadow of a cloud, a soaring coconut palm moonlight bathed. There is silence, the night wind. On Pedder Road glow with gas lamps, street empty, you do not see a soul, only to flicker here and there in the windows of homes blade lights, and the opposite, in garages and on the pavement, hard sleep the sleep of the homeless Indians.
sultry and stifling night, the hours dragged lazily. The clock on the portal gate, leading to the temple of Maha Laxmi stubbornly tolls hours. I hear the gongs. This patani announce his ministry guards.
Bed Hard tikowego the tree, and cotton mattress kneaded.
knelt down on the bare floor, arranged with decorated tiles and I took on behalf of the unbeliever Mietek, prayers to the Creator and Lord. Whisper words of the prayer
"I believe in God the Father Almighty, Creator of Heaven and Earth"
Accept the prayer of the Lord, enlighten him and forgive him blasphemous words of the letter.
the clock Hindu temple Maha Laxmi struck one o'clock. Musnął cool breeze, and the Wardrobe tics began to wail mournfully and shrill. I sat on the bed, rubbed my eyes listening to the groans of the cabinet. This is not delusion, it is not imagination, actually groaning wardrobe. Groans for a moment did not cease.
I got up, opened the closet door, a wardrobe more groans. Moaning escapes from every particle of the cabinet. They are pathetic. I came to przekoniania that I live in India, the country's secret yoga, where Hindus believe in reincarnation of the soul.
say a prayer for the souls of the dead. I barely finished praying, the balcony door, rolled into the moonlight, on the corner of the room I heard a derisive chuckle.
-Do not tempt me, go away, I do not mix words zanoszonej prayer before the throne of our Lord.
cabinet ceased to moan, stopped giggling, the stars in the sky przyblakły.

letter Mietek Mama can not fathom. Ruled that slavery has long struck him on the brain.

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