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While in London I was involved in a discussion with my team mates about death penalty; although I do not show much interest in the international politics apparently this is a big discussion in US these days. I would like to still stay away of politics, but I just can not agree with keeping it.

 

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I was thinking a lot these past days about a thing my mom said when I left from home on Sunday. She said that she’s waiting the momennt when normal people will be a minority, because than, we might have a chance to get something from the system. Every minority in this country is taken into consideration — I actually do not know this for sure — that what is normal is these days so insignificant. I agree to have special places for smokers, I agree with having the infrastructure adapted to people with phisical disabilities, I agree to pay taxes for discounted drugs for diabetics, or for cancer treatment or for AIDS; but I can not agree having confortable living conditions for convicts, I do not find it normal to pay my taxes for a person who killed, robbed or raped to have a roof, a bed, 3 meals per day with all it needs for a healthy nutrition, with access to information — TV, internet and newspaper subscriptions — while we have old people who worked an entire life living now from an income of 400 lei, eating daily bread with tea or milk if it’s not wednesday or friday. I do not agree to have special conditions for gipsies, I do trust the equality of chances to everything. So I also wait the moment of becoming part of the normal people minority.

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about old times, about nostalgias, about great music, about passions, about waltz

about people and cities, about places, about me and you, about changes

about friends and family

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about 2 hours and 3 km in Bulgaria, about Vama Veche, about people and dreams, about the sea, about the shore and the wind, about sun rises and folk music, about the un-official Gelu, about Ariel and passions, about high-ways and 9PM, about words, thoughts, smiles and happy, happy summer days

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old memories, new memories and Cargo

“… De pe coasta se aud rasete, copiii vin de la scaldat. Sub sopru graul e intins la uscat. Din spatele casei vine de la gratar miros de vinete si porumb pus la copt … ” [read more][Ro]

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about rain and about umbrellas

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let’s talk a little about moments about those wonderful seconds that fill your heart with passion, with love, with kindness; or about the other moments, about those terrifiant moments when all you feel is fear, or when all you wish is just to be over and to wake up from what you hope to be just a bad dream … this evening about the first ones, via Gelu [Ro]

Ora 22.00. Ploaie torentiala. Semanatoarea, urcare. Stateam sub noua mea umbrela albastra si asteptam sa porneasca un 601. Eu niciodata nu astept acolo… prin ploaie se strecura o bruneta cu parul cret… siroaiele i se scurgeau dumnezeieste pe zambet. Din instinct ii intind umbrela. Ea se opreste sub ea si se uita la mine. Imi zambeste: “Buna!”. Zambet incredibil. Ochi mari si caprui. Dupa 10 secunde se pregateste sa plece… “Stai! Unde mergi?”. “Trebuie sa ajung la metrou!” (inca 300m). Ploua infernal. Ma uit la ea si o las sa plece prin poaie si stau cu umbrela in statie uitandu-ma cum valseaza printre balti. Am vrut de cateva ori sa merg dupa ea si sa profit de momentul de slabiciune. Mi-am adus aminte insa ca nu e greu sa cuceresti pe cineva(mai ales cand ai o umbrela in mijlocul furtunii), ci mai greu e dupa…

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about days like today

it started as usual, waking up, getting to the office at around 8:30 AM, getting ready for the 9:00 AM meeting, phone calls, meetings, status reports, strategy design, follow-up emails, and more stuff like this. What made this day special then? or just different?

As I was saying some time ago, I would like to have the courage to say the man I like that I like him and that I want to kiss him, I hate the fact that I have to recognize now that luckily I have reason and not enough courage, as I did not fulfil that desire. I found out today that he is not single as I thought, or as I hoped, so, there is nothing much to say regarding this; anyway, it seems that this was enough to ruin a little my day, then things added — moving from Rahova to Drumul Taberei, packing and unpacking, carrying bags, waiting for the taxi, negotiating with the taxi driver, thinking about my fast-start discussion for tomorrow, trying to find alternative solutions to the recruitment strategy in my head, it was just too much. This day was just too much.

And then, I had a conversation with my mom, among other practical things, she reminded me once again that my aunt from Hateg is not feeling well, actually is feeling very bad, that she has no one to support her, the cure for the brain tumor is not efficient, and that she’s starting to be afraid of going again to the doctor, and that she is all alone in this. At that time it hit me, all my problems, but ALL my problems have solutions, they can be moved back, they can be rescheduled, they can be changed or redesigned, Victoria’s problem can not. So all my worries are now behind, luckily the sun took them with it when it set, and I can not wait the morning to just call her and to talk to her a little, of course, about insignificant things like my life, my work, my love.

this is about life, about day by day life

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this evening, about missing Sighisoara

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I found out today new things about Bucharest. As Victoria Dragu Dimitriu said in her book “Povesti ale Doamnelor din Bucuresti”, we need our history, our miths and legends. It’s true that we have to look to the future and not to the past, but we are not allowed to forget our history, our past, our mistakes and our successes, our times of glory as well as our times of comedown. An interesting article about Bucharest, a reality of 100 years ago, join us in sharing this ticket to Bucharest 1906, here.

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today … about the new 7 Wonders of the world

the new 7 Wonders of the World were chosen on 07.07.07 in Lisbon/ Portugal and they were selected from a short list of 21. They are

* The Great Wall of China (220 B.C and 1368 – 1644 A.D.) China

* Petra (9 B.C. – 40 A.D.), Jordan

* Christ Redeemer (1931) Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

* Machu Picchu (1460-1470), Peru

* The Pyramid at Chichén Itzá (before 800 A.D.) Yucatan Peninsula, Mexico

* The Roman Colosseum (70 – 82 A.D.) Rome, Italy

* The Taj Mahal (1630 A.D.) Agra, India

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Talking about the climate change, talking about responsibility and start doing something about it, you can do it here:

Climate on Crisis – Calculate your impact

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things I like

• the beach, sun-bathing, the sea

• taking photos – no talent yet discovered

• ice cream, creme brulee and pancakes – anytime, anywhere

• shopping for bags

• swimming and field tennis

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About random thoughts, about simple things, about life and about people around me