A better life - Marius Schuster - E-Book

A better life E-Book

Marius Schuster

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When Marius Schuster was 14 years old, he fled on very adventurous ways. 2017/2018, he decided to write a book on his life. His motto is: 'Live here and now; you will only find A better life in your own heart.When Marius Schuster was 14 years old, he fled on very adventurous ways. 2017/2018, he decided to write a book on his life. His motto is: 'Live here and now; you will only find A better life in your own heart.'

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Foreword

Carpe Diem, dear readers. First of all, I would like to thank all the people who helped me write this book and all people who have supported me. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

My name is Marius Vascan, I was born in 1979 in Romania, that is, in Medias, a small town in the province of Sibiu. When I was 14 years old, I decided to take my life in my own hands and I went to look for love and a better life; this search was very emotional, sad and exhausting. I even had to risk my life just to live a normal human life but I am aware that I am not the only one who is striving for love. There are much more serious cases in countries where there is war and the people do not have anything to eat and drink; I just ask myself: why must all these things happen? Yes, to survive. The whole life is a struggle for survival and in the end, we just take a black suit with us and nothing remains of us but ashes. So is that worth behaving in such a negative way? Is that worth waging war? Is that worth hating and destroying each other? I am very certain that this is NOT worth it. We were all born as angels and we all strive for love and safety. We humans are what we do and not what we say. Together we are strong.

I wrote this book without taking some drugs or drinking alcohol or something like that – I only continued writing this book when I felt like writing. You cannot buy emotions nor can you buy a human’s heart. I am not perfect, too and I have not found a better life. You cannot find a better life, you will only discover a better life within your own heart. I hope this book will entertain you and just make the best of your life without hurting other beings. Peace!

Fourteen-year old Babu is sitting on a bench on the edge of the park overlooking the basketball court and is watching other teenagers playing basketball and football on the sports court and a beggar is sitting on the roadside and next to the boy there is a woman who is selling sunflower seeds in little bags. Babu gets up and buys a bag. And while he is walking, he eats the sunflower seeds …

After Nicolae Ceausescus death and the fall of the whole regime in Romania many Romanians of German origin apply for Visa to come over to Germany. But there were also many native Romanian inhabitants who wanted to come, too, and they tried to pass the borders illegally. There was chaos at the borders and in the whole country.

A nice, sunny day is about to begin and the sun is shining over the flower hill, and Babu, a 14-year-old boy is walking through the flowers and is laughing for joy. Babu grew up in a very problematic and chaotic family, since his father got drunk very often and, as a consequence, became very aggressive and beat everyone up. Babu had two brothers, a younger one and an older one and he also had an older sister. There came a day when Babu could not stand his father’s beatings and his rage anymore and he decided to run away from home. Babu loved to play football and found it very hard to leave his football behind. He took the ball with him on each occasion. He always carried the ball around in a transparent net with a holding strap and while walking, he kicked the ball. The boy played everywhere on the streets, on concrete and stones or between the cars, no matter where, and playing football with bare feet was not problem for him.

On a sunny day, when Babu returned from school and stood before the block of houses, he took off his school satchel and threw it on the bench and his father yelled at him from the balcony: ‘You idiot! The bench is freshly painted!’ Startled, Babu ran there, took the satchel and put it on the ground. Children played football on the concrete street in front of the house door, where many cars were parked on the left side. Babu joined them and played with them. After a short time his fellow players warned him: ‘Watch out!’, but Babu could not answer them, as a heavy flowerpot hit his back and he fell on the ground directly on this face. And his father yelled very loudly: ‘Are you mad, you idiot, you are playing football with your new shoes! Get upstairs immediately!’ Babu got up, and crying, he took his satchel and went upstairs. When he reached the door, his father slapped him heavily, pulled him into the apartment and closed the door. He grabbed Babu by the hand and hauled him into the bathroom, took the hair trimmer and cut away all his hair so that he was bald. Babu cried and cried and his father said: ‘Now you can always stay at home and the shoes will last longer, too.’ When mother came home from work and heard Babu crying, she went into his room to look for him and when she saw him sitting there like a picture of misery, she gave him a hug and said: ‘Why are you crying, son? Who cut your hair like that?’ Babu answered, ‘Dad.’ Mother became very furious, went into the kitchen where his father sat at the table and drank his Raki and asked, ‘Why did you cut the boy’s hair? Are you crazy? What is the point?’ Then Babu heard from his room how his father scolded, ‘You bitch, what do you want?,’ and then, there was a loud noise. His father had hit his mother and had thrown her on the floor. He stood up from his bed, went in to the kitchen and said, as he stood between them: ‘Leave my mother alone!’ His father pushed Babu to the floor and said: ‘You are nothing’, sat down again and drank his Raki. Babus mother stood up, helped her son get up and they left the room.

The father beat up the children and their mother, his own wife, by means of his fists. This period of time was very depressing. When the father returned home, the children hid under the bed or the table for fear of him.

Babu told his mother, ‘I will leave one day and go far far away. I cannot stand that anymore, and it makes me sad that I know already now that I have to leave.’ His mum gazed at him, said: ‘My son!’ and gave him a firm hug.

Babu grew up in the city of Medias (Romania) and in this city there was a great number of criminals and gypsies. 45 per cent of the population were gypsies – thieves and criminals. At the age of 14, Babu decided for the first time to run away from home, and he did so late in the evening while the whole family was sleeping; Babu climbed down the balcony in the first floor via the full-length gas pipe on the outer facade of the house. Then he headed for the city alone and sat down on a bench in the middle of the city park. The green areas were full of red roses and illuminated; it was so beautiful and Babu just sat there until the morning came, let his thoughts wander, just looking into the void and enjoying the stillness.

At about 5 o’clock in the morning after he had had his rest refuel, he went home. When he reached his home, he silently climbed upwards onto the gas pipe leading to the first floor and climbed over the balcony without anybody noticing him. It was very dangerous to climb up the balcony, because the ground was made of concrete. Massive wooden benches and an iron fence with tips on the top. But the boy did not give a damn to that.

And so he left home every evening without his parents noticing and got to know many people who took him everywhere, to bars, cafés and discotheques. These people were all gypsies, small-time crooks, thieves and fraudsters. It was very bad company, but the people loved Babu, as he was courageous, had a lot of energy and was not afraid of anything. Babu then learned how to steal, to cheat and he began smoking. Then, he went to school increasingly rare, or he went into class, reported himself as present, but during class, he opened the door and while the teacher turned his back on him and wrote something on the blackboard, Babu threw his satchel out of the window and jumped out. Afterwards, he went into the city and met his thief friends.

One day, Babus teacher visited his parents to talk to them. When she knocked on the door and his father let her in, Babu sneaked out because he already knew what would happen to him next. After he had sneaked out, he went to the hill with the flowers alone, ran there and laughed and beamed with joy and happiness, because this nice environment made him forget all the negative things.

When Babu returned to his home and went through the door, he saw his father sitting at the kitchen table with a glass of Raki and a long leather belt lying on that table. He ruthlessly beat Babu black and blue with it. The boy screamed with pain, but he did not shed any tear – he was hardened and had already known what would await him. But he also knew that one day he would have to take his life in his own hands and turn out great. All the blows were useless because they could not keep Babu from all the things he wanted to do. He did not play football anymore and only hung around with shady people who were all about 30 to 40 years old. Babu was the youngest but the older ones treated him with great respect because he was a clever, swift and uncomplicated kid.

On a Saturday, Babu went into the city to a well-known café and sat down on the terrace. The bar’s name was ‘Fortune’. The sun was shining and it was very hot, a wonderful day.

Babu is sitting there and enjoying the sun, when someone grabs his shoulder from the side and says: ‘Babu! What are you doing here? Don’t you have to be at school?’ Babu is looking at the person and answers. ‘Hello Maria! What are you doing here?’ Babu is laughing while he is saying that. ‘I’d like to drink a glass of water, please.’ She gives him a very surprised look and heads for the counter. Maria is Babus neighbour living on the ground floor.

Opposite to Babu’s table there were to men around the age of 40 who were dressed very elegantly. One wore a thick golden necklace and many golden rings on his fingers. The man got up and told his friend: ‘I am going to the restroom.’ When he passed Babus table, Babu looked at him and scanned him from Head to feet. The silk pants and the suede shoes were great. When the man walked to the restroom, his friend, who was now alone at the table, got out a bundle of rolled banknotes and began to count the money under the table.

Babu observed him the whole time and noticed that it was no Romanian money. When the man returned from the restroom, he passed Babu and looked over to him and sat down next to his friend. Then the friend gave him the bundle of rolled banknotes, looked at him and said: ‘These are 6500 Deutsch Marks.’ He looked to the left and to the right, took the bundle and put it into one pocket of his pants. The man sat right opposite to Babu and thus precisely in his focus and had already recognized that the boy stared at him the whole time. The man told his friend that Babu was looking into their direction all the time. The boy overheard their whole discussion and they were discussing many topics about Germany. The one man said, that he could steal 10000 Mark and 5 kilos of Gold in Germany in one week. The other man listened attentively and with full concentration.

Babu was enthusiastic and continued to listen until the men noticed him again; then the men stopped talking. Babu was very neatly and elegantly dressed: he wore a white turtleneck sweater, fine slacks and shoes and a coat he had stolen from his father which almost reached the floor, too long and too big, so that Babu almost swept the streets with it, but he did not care about that; he loved that leather coat.

After the men had noticed Babu, he slowly got up and walked over to their table slowly and cool. When he stood in front of them, they looked up and said nothing, but Babu directly said with a clear, explicit voice: ‘How much Lei will it cost me to go to Germany?’ (Lei is the Romanian currency). The two men began to laugh, they made fun of Babu and answered: ‘Hey, Zorro! We are only taking Deutsch Marks!’ and then they laughed out loudly again. Until one of the men pointed to him with his finger which meant he had to leave. The boy turned around, went to the bar, paid for his drink and left. While doing so, he asked the waitress (his neighbor) Maria: ‘What kind of people are they? Who are the two guys out there?’ Maria answered: ‘What do you want from these people? You should keep off these criminals.’ Babu looked at her and paid, then he turned around and headed for the exit. Maria looked at him and started laughing about his long leather coat, which was sliding over the ground.

On his way to the center of the city Babu imagined how he would one day drive a cool car and wear very stylish clothes, have lots of money and a lot of golden jewelry round his neck and on his fingers. He was so lost in his thoughts that he overlooked a car, and the driver who had to do a maximum braking, opened his car window and yelled at Babu: ‘Are you mad? You dreamer!’ And he drove away. Babu, who almost fell to the ground, was very shocked, looked at the driver and said: ‘Good Bye’, and afterwards he also shouted: ‘Thank you!’ and went into the city.

Babu always lingered in the center of the city and knew many people who were much older than him, and for them, he was a young man whom they could trust and give tasks to without having to worry that they would not be carried out. He associated with many dealers and moneychangers in the city. They liked the boy, because he was trustworthy, clever and fast. Babu stayed in the city until late in the evening; then we went home and took a shower. And then he put on his pajamas like a good boy and got to bed. He waited until everybody was sleeping, then he changed, went on the balcony, climbed down from the first floor and went to the city until 4 o’clock in the evening. Then he returned home and laid down into his bed with his younger and older brother. His older sister had a room of her own and her own bed.

At 7 o’clock Babu got up in order to go to school, but he was very tired and worked out after only two hours of sleep. He put on his clothes and waited until everybody went to work and to school, then he undressed again, got to bed and slept until 12 o’clock. After getting up then, he got dressed and went downstairs to see his neighbor Maria in order to question her about the two men in the café. He knocked at the door. Maria opened and called out in surprise: ‘Hello Babu! Is school already over?’ Babu looked at her and said: ‘Yes, Maria, it’s Friday and school is over earlier.’ ‘Just come in!’ she said and closed the door right after him. She hugged him, kissed him with passion and lust, nudged the young man onto the bed and laid down next to him. Babu was, of course, very surprised and a little shocked and joined in voluntarily. She undressed Babu and herself and then she grabbed his hand, and naked as he was, he fell on her.

Suddenly Maria’s little brother came home from school and knocked on the door. Maria pushed Babu off the couch so that he fell to the ground and hurt himself. She got up, dressed quickly and told Babu: ‘Come on, hurry up, my brother is home from school!’

The boy also got dressed quickly, went into the kitchen and sat down at the table. She opened the door and her brother came in, saw Babu in the kitchen and said: ‘Hallo Babu! Where have you been today? No school?’ Babu looked at him and said: ‘I did a traineeship at a bank in the city!’ and grinned. Maria joined them in the kitchen and Babu asked her curiously: ‘Maria, what did you mean precisely concerning the men in the Café?’ Maria shook her head from the left to the right and said: ‘Babu, these guys are criminals and they are literally walking over dead bodies, you better keep away from them.’ She continued: ‘They meet in the Café about every three weeks and talk about business and human trafficking to Germany. Please keep away from them!’

Babu thanked Maria, got up, went home, dressed up and then went to town. He was very curious and wanted to flee to Germany by all means in order to lead a better life there.