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It Felt Love

Did the rose
Ever open its heart
And give to this world
All its
It felt the encouragement of light
Against its
We all remain

After a car bomb ripped through his Baghdad neigbourhood, Karim Wasfi, the conductor of the Iraqi National Symphony Orchestra, sat on a stool amidst the rubble and played his cello. Here is an extract from his interview by Al Jazeera :

So the act of playing the cello was the opposite to the act of detonating a bomb?
Yes. Creating life, basically. I don’t want that to turn into an inevitability of the situation in Iraq: death experienced on a daily basis. No, I want to do the opposite. Life is experienced on a daily basis. Even though we don’t experience normalcy. When things are normal, I will have more responsibilities and obligations. But when things are insane and abnormal like that, I have the obligation of inspiring people, sharing hope, perseverance, dedication, and preserving the momentum of life.

How did people react to you when you started to play?
They loved it. Soldiers cried. They kissed, they clapped, they felt alive, they felt human and they felt appreciated and respected, which does not surprise me.

Would you dare to do something like this? I’m almost certain I wouldn’t be able to.

Maybe life is calling us in smaller ways to stand up to injustice, fear, superstition.

Perhaps life is calling us to be authentic – to risk opening ourselves to the light and in doing so bring meaning to ourselves and others.

Could life be calling us to risk being unpopular for the greater good?

Is life calling us to open ourselves to feel the pain, the heartache, the fears of others…..To be men and women of compassion?

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Corinne Rodrigues

A lover of words. A self-acceptance blogger. A blogging coach. A book reviewer. A woman happily journeying through midlife, moving from self-improvement to self-acceptance and enjoying being herself. Corinne writes at Everyday Gyaan, reviews fiction at and encourages writers and bloggers at Write Tribe and offers offline coaching to writers and bloggers at The Frangipani Creative, located in Secunderabad, India.


  1. I didn’t know about him. Thanks for sharing his story , Corinne. So inspiring. I too don’t know if I would be able to do it if I were in his place. I get anxious at the sight of minor troubles, I don’t think I could be so brave and selfless as he was. I think the world needs more people like him. We need to be more like him

  2. Oh Corinne what an inspirational read! I do believe that we are called to make a difference, and that difference matters most when things are hard. I would love to think I can make a difference, I hope in some very tiny way my blog makes a difference, but I am inspired to do more xx #mg

  3. It is such a daring and important act not to meet hate and anger with more hate and anger. To instead play your cello, as it were, during a time when it would be understandable if you packed your instrument away and withheld the music from everyone.

  4. I think it takes a lot of courage to come out in the middle of all that and remind people to hope for a better tomorrow..
    So important to remember this..
    Thankyou Corinne.

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