Northern Theatre Harag György Company

It is an honor to commemorate a sensitive person as Páskándi Gézára, born at Viile Satu Mare in 1933 and the recipient of many awards.
Life is full of passion, faith, grief, love, attachment, fight, humiliation, survival, again struggling, neglect, honesty, quest, illness and death.
But the poems born from nice words and melancholic statements are the healing, moving.
„I am no longer obliged to anyone.
The false bed of Procust, I throw on fire.
From now on, besides God, I tribute just the year 1956  that brought back the dignity of my nation."
To be with him today, feel Him, because he talks with us with some wonderful words.