Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Mumbai To Valaenkanni

Krabat - Otfried Preußler

We write the first quarter of the 18th - century. The Great Northern War rages in northern Europe and has already announced a new power structure for the whole of Europe. In the midst of all this turmoil, take the 14-year-old orphan boy Krabat one out as if by magic in the mill in Koselbruch at Schwarzkollm and is there by the miller and his eleven Mühlknappen included the twelfth apprentice. During the first few weeks makes friends with the former shareholders of Krabat Tonda, who always supported him and like a brother to the side stands. But soon Krabat noted that in this mill not odd things.

addition to the miller's trade informed of the opaque and domineering master miller his Mühlknappen in the art of magic, and before he knows it, Krabat apprentice for the twelfth of this "black school" is. Initially Krabat even find pleasure in the power of magic, but as soon as he learns what the seventh and abandoned millstone is used and what it means to be "Mr. Goodman" is all about, which drives up every full moon night with a coach as if drawn by magic, noted Krabat how deeply he becomes entangled in his fate already has.

Krabat by Otfried Preußler is a fairy tale, which is based on an old Sorbian folk legend from the 17-th centuries. As in all fairy tales, the issue is about the battle between good and evil, it's about your integrity and it's (finally) comes to love. Despite this classical structure Krabat for me was always a modern fairy tale. The fairy tale that can be translated without much difficulty in our time. So said Preußler even about his book:

My Krabat [...] is my story, the story of my generation and those of all young people who come to the seductions of power and touch and caught up in it. "

Next he writes:

"There are there is only one way out, only one I know of: the determination to break free of it, the help of loyal friends - and that means that one accrues from the power of love [...]."

Just a few hours ago, I had a long conversation with a very good friend who's going through a difficult time. During the conversation she said something like:

"I know that all things like fame and success, which I prepared myself and future work still will be null and void with respect to the human closeness that I with my friends and my immediate environment exchange - and I know how I close this human sense of my life there. "

sure everyone knows we like this idea. Fast it reads across such sentences, but often appear to us as truisms. But in this conversation I realized that it was not the head, who spoke these words. Rather, it was a longing that lies dormant deep within us. A longing that is the anesthesia of everyday life kept away from us. A longing that often can only be felt if the silence like a glass bell is about us, shields us from our environment and all the thoughts can have their say, which hitherto could not claim against the noise of everyday life.

What to do now with Krabat? Well, at least for me, fairy tales are a wonderful way to feel the silence in everyday life.

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