A Poem By Adolf Hitler

From John Toland’s biography of Hitler Vol 1 page 140  Written in 1923.


When your mother has grown older.
And you have grown older,
When what was formerly easy and effortless
Now becomes a burden,
When her dear loyal eyes
Do not look out into life like before,
When her legs have grown tired
And do not want to carry her any more-
Then give her her your arm for support,
Accompany her with gladness and joy.
The hour will come when, weeping, you
Will accompany her on her last journey!
And if she asks you, answer her.
And if she asks again, speak also.
And if she asks another time, speak to her
Not stormily, but in gentle peace!
And if she cannot understand you well,
Explain everything joyfully;
The hour will come, the bitter hour
When her mouth will ask no more!


– Adolf Hitler , 1923

 

Richard Wagner's daughter-in-law escorts Adolf Hitler during the Bayreuth festival

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Mother’s Day Poem

She watches through her window, her little girl at play.

Memories flood back to her childhood, of her yesterdays

As she tucks her gift into bed, and kisses her precious face
She says a prayer of protection, “Lord keep my child safe.”

And as days turn months into years, she sees her little girl grow
She begins to realize that a time will come, the time when she must let go

Suddenly she hears a gentle voice– saying, “No greater love is this,
Than what you’ve done for your little girl, go seal it with a kiss.”

“Honey I want to kiss your face, but I know I can’t by phone
While looking through your bedroom window, I began to feel alone.”

“So many days through this very window, I’d watch you laugh and play
And I can almost see you tucked in bed, on those nights we’d talk and pray.”

“Mom,” her daughter uttered, “There’s something I want to say…
You may not know how many times, I saw you watch me play.”

“That window that you’re looking through, is the same one God looked in
He saw you by my bed each night, when you’d tenderly tuck me in.”

“So mom please don’t feel all alone, you know I’ll always be there…
Just like God is with you now, no matter the time, or place or where.”

Her mother paused and then replied, “Sweetheart I know you’re right…
You’re grown, married and have a child, that you now tuck in at night.”

“Mom, I better go now, I have some things I better do.”
Her mom replied, “I know it dear, you’ve got a window to look through.”

 

_ Mustafah Mun

Wanna Wings to Fly

I Don’t Know why , Just cant find out why

All i wanna know why I cant fly

 

Fly away in the mountains, soar into the clouds;

Meet those angels and ask them my doubts

 

All those things seem so tiny

From up above it feels so God-ly

 

Greatness is not what I wanna achieve;

Freedom is what they think it is ;but its an illusion and I cant percieve

 

Petty Matters which are often exaggerated

From up in the sky it feels so segregated

 

People fighting about their whereabouts 

Religions crying slogans about ” No Doubts”

 

When there comes a time between a mother and a child;

No God can save when she gets wild

 

World feels like ice falling into pieces;

It feels like life is just a track filled with races

 

I ain’t no poet , no preacher nor a preist ;

All i seek is eternal retreat

 

I just wanna look up in the sky

And ask Him for wings to Fly

 

To fly high; high in the sky

Where I can ask Angels the reason Why !!!

 

 

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– Mustafah Mun

One and Only You

One And Only You
Every single blade of grass,
And every flake of snow—
Is just a wee bit different …
There’s no two alike, you know.
From something small, like grains of sand,
To each gigantic star
All were made with THIS in mind:
To be just what they are!
How foolish then, to imitate—
How useless to pretend!
Since each of us comes from a MIND
Whose ideas never end.
There’ll only be just ONE of ME
To show what I can do—
And you should likewise feel very proud,
There’s only ONE of YOU.
That is where it all starts
With you, a wonderful
unlimited human being.

——  James T. Moore

Brighton Trip

Today I went to brighton with a few friends, it is an amazing place , breezy and the beach is a nice place to relax and be with friends or family, brighton is a stony beach, so you cannot play most of the normal sand games which usually people do. I do not understand the reason why it has got an award for?

But overall it is a nice place for a weekend as there are a lot of sea surfing activities to do , if love doing it and also a few attraction around brighton which may interest you.

We all had a great time there and I hope to see brighton once again.

Brighton Beach

Brighton Beach

4 months 3 weeks and 2 days

The film follows the story of Otilia Mihartescu (Anamaria Marinca) and Gabriela ‘Găbiţa’ Dragut (Laura Vasiliu), two university friends in an unnamed Romanian town. The film is set in 1987,[3] one of the last years of the Ceauşescu regime. When Găbiţa becomes pregnant, the two girls arrange a meeting with Mr. Bebe (Vlad Ivanov) in a hotel, where he is to perform an illegal abortion (Communist Romania had a natalist policy against abortion).

At a college dorm Gabriela and Otilia go over the items they need for the following day, and as Gabriela nervously sits and waits in the room, Otilia barters and buys soap, cigarettes, etc. from school friends. Afterwards, Otilia takes a bus to visit her boyfriend Adi, from whom she borrows money. Adi asks Otilia to visit his family that night, as it is his mother’s birthday, and to buy flowers on the way, to which Otilia initially declines, but she relents after Adi becomes visibly upset.

Otilia heads to a hotel where Gabriela has booked a room, only to be informed by an unfriendly receptionist that there is no reservation under Gabriela’s last name. Otilia goes to another hotel, and after much begging and haggling is able to book a room at an expensive rate. Afterwards Otilia goes to a rendezvous point to meet with Mr. Bebe, although he had been told by Gabriela that Otilia was her sister, and Mr. Bebe grows angry upon hearing that Gabriela is not at the planned hotel, and that he has to leave his ID at the front desk, fearing that the arrangement might be a police trap.

Mr. Bebe discovers that Gabriela’s claim that her pregnancy was in its third month is a lie; in fact, it has been at least four months. Mr. Bebe ask for more money since a late term abortion is a much greater offense punishable with 10 years in jail. In order to help her friend, Otilia reluctantly has sex (and eventually Gabriela does as well) with Mr. Bebe so that he will not walk out on them. Mr. Bebe then performs the abortion by injecting a probe and some fluids into Gabriela, and leaves Otilia instructions on how to dispose of the fetus when it comes out. Otilia is visibly exasperated by Gabriela’s lies, yet continues to help her and care for her.

Otilia leaves Gabriela at the hotel to go to Adi’s mother’s birthday. She’s still visibly disturbed but stays and has dinner with Adi’s mother’s friends, who are mostly doctors. They all talk about trivial things while Otilia and Adi remain silent. The phone rings in the background, but no one answers it. One of the guests then starts talking about lost values and respect to elders when Otilia accepts a cigarette offered to her in front of Adi’s parents, which prompts Adi to bring the champagne in order to get the party over with. Adi and Otilia then go to his room where Otilia tells him about Gabriela’s abortion, and they start talking about what would happen if it was Otilia that was pregnant since Adi seems to be against abortions. After fighting with Adi, Otilia calls Gabriela from Adi’s house. Gabriela does not answer, so Otilia decides to go back to the hotel.

When Otilia enters the room Gabriela is lying on the bed, and she tells Otilia that the fetus has come out and is in the bathroom. Otilia then wraps the fetus with some towels and puts everything in a bag, while Gabriela asks her to bury the fetus. Otilia then goes outside and walks around for a while, finally climbing to the top of a random building, as Mr. Bebe had suggested, and dropping the bag in a trash chute.

Otilia then goes back to the hotel and finds Gabriela eating at the restaurant. She sits and tells Gabriela that they are never going to talk about the whole thing ever again.

Primrose Hill & Bricklane

Well like any other day after class of LSE summer school, it was an adventure again, we met at Primrose today , its an awsomme place. You can view a pic below..

primrose hill

primrose hill

This place was ideal for having a nice time with firends sharing jokes and just chillling around, most of us knew that we won’t be seeing each other for a long long time, after today. Fernando will leave tomorrow for Guatamela and so will Gizem for Turkey,& Manuel (a.k.a- manly/MAN-LEE) for Philippines,  the rest will leave in a few days time to their home countries.

Brick Lane was soon followed after Camden Town, while we shared  a nice time with bijan at some random pub and then hopping over to Brick Lane in a bus, well it was quite a long way all the way to Liverpool street from Camden Town yet it was fun. the best part was ,me getting angry at the promoter who wanted to prove that , the particular indian restraunt was the best but infact it wasn’t as when I went in to check , the food was rubbbish and not upto the standards of a proper indian cuisine. We then went to chillies which was after a few restraunts but was an amazing place , mirza and the rest enjoyed the food, but myself and oktay did not eat anything as we both had a snack earlier and were quite full.

After which we then walked into some random unknown club in a random street in Brick Lane which played some really wierd Lounge Electronic Music the same beat over and over again for the  past 2 hours and then I just walked out as we couldn’t breathe in, yeah the entry was for free though 😉

I just reached home now and look back at the start of my day with me being late to exam by a few minutes but successfully completed my paper.I feel that every day is special in its own way, its just how you go with the flow and how one percieves it to be.

Have a Great Day 😀