Saviz Foroughi by Nigel A JAMES
Saviz
Foroughi
Pulling
on Heart Strings
Living the life of a dream means having the strength to follow the path of one’s choice. This is not always easy, and Saviz knows best. There is the pressure to do that which is normal, and there are those who always know better. But, despite all of this, Saviz has succeeded in becoming herself.
Saviz
works in the Schönbrunn Puppet Theatre in
Vienna, and she is unseen, for she is one of those who are pulling
the strings! And
it all started when
she was a child in Iran.
Like
all little girls, she loved playing with her dolls, but, unlike the
others, Saviz was already living the life that was growing within
her. Her little dolls were the actors in her home-spun theatre, and
her neighbourhood friends were those queuing up for a seat in the
stalls.
School
followed and
Saviz grew up. And then came the crossroads. After successfully
saying goodbye to her school, and with top marks in her pocket, she
found that her way forward had already been decided and planned in
great detail!
And
so, following
the desires and wishes of the hearts of those who know better, Saviz
signed up for medical school. Everything was set for a life as a
doctor; guaranteed and secure. What could be better? But within her
was always the pull of the stage.
And
feelings that are real can
not be suppressed, and so, after a while of doing that which was
never to be, Saviz was back at the cross-roads. But this time she
took the way of her wishes and found herself back on the path which
was hers! Drama school came next, and the marionettes
quickly followed.
Her childhood dolls had grown up! And what Saviz was doing was real.
Learning the art of pulling the strings wasn’t that easy, and it
took almost 6 months to learn even the basics and 3 years to master
the art quite completely. And then came Vienna.
Vienna
was for family; her
husband’s job was there and Saviz followed. But, that what’s
within you will always be there, and, after a while, she was once
again pulling the strings. This time in the little puppet theatre in
Schönbrunn.
And
now, Saviz
has another world, too. At home, she and her husband have two very
nice children, a boy of 11 years and a girl who is 4.
But
that’s not all! In
between working and bringing up children, Saviz finds time to sketch
and write short stories, too. Her life is that of fulfilment and the
satisfaction of doing that which she loves.
And,
I wonder, too, who
at the end of the day is really pulling whose strings? Maybe it’s
the little people of the theatre who have Saviz in hand, and not the
other way round! Who knows? Marionettes have not only characters and
feelings, they also have souls!
Poetry!
Mother and Infant by Nigel A. JAMES
From
A Shropshire Lad
by A. E. Housman
written in 1896
On
the Idle Hill of Summer
On
the idle hill of summer,
Sleepy
with the flow of streams,
Far
I hear the steady drummer
Drumming
like a noise in dreams.
Far
and near and low and louder
On
the roads of earth go by,
Dear
to friends and food for powder,
Soldiers
marching all to die.
East
and west on fields forgotten
Bleach
the bones of comrades slain,
Lovely
lads and dead and rotten;
None
that go return again.
Far
the calling bugles hollo,
High
the screaming fife replies,
Gay
the files of scarlet follow:
