Still surrounded by barbed wire, guards in the watch towers, I wake up to a new reality, the Nazis could not take away my freedom...
Although still inside the death camp I realize that although my body had been prisoner to the Nazis, nothing separates me from the Universe above. I lay nacked on my back and interface with Venus, Jupiter, the sun and the moon.
This book has been eight years in the making. It is mostly a jumble of thoughts written down in old spiral notebooks and hidden in the bottom drawer underneath various manuals for software packages and hardware long since turned obsolete.
My memories as an immigrant professional woman in Ottawa, Canada 47 years ago. A new life after having survived the liberal war of a new country Bangladesh on December 16, 1971.
