Sunday, October 30, 2005


dawn of new delhi
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Sunday, October 16, 2005

Mountains

I would like to go to mountains.. I feel like again climbing and feeling the crisp cold air.. I know that there is snow already... I want to feel again that I have the freedom of doing what I like to do . Instead I am caught in the daily things: faculty, job, driving lessons... Yes I do have a sort of personal life but is not at all satisfactory and I feel sometimes constricted by it.

Sometimes I whish to live on a small rocky island in the middle of the ocean... to feel the tempests, the wind and water, nothing else than bare land..the expression of freedom maybe???

Or to live at the foot of a rocky mountain.. the mountain being part of your life, inspiring you and representing freedom.

Why we all tea time complain of our lives?? Aren't they as good as one gets? Why am I not capable to think like Indians?

I had always believe that we always deserve more, and that we are in continuing development and that when you stop desiring things you actually die. Development and maximizing yourself should be anyone aim.. otherwise nor you or others will positively be affected by you.

List of things I will do in the future

  • improving my French - meaning going to French Institute
  • get the IELTS test
  • finish Masters, in management and business development preferably in other country
  • going to gym - to grow some muscles
  • get a house
  • ....(other points?)

The order will depend upon future availability.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005


Apuseni pano 2
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Pano Apuseni mountains
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Sunday, October 09, 2005


blue roofed mosque
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chandni chowk - classical image
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Saturday, October 08, 2005


lodi's garden lotus
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going to school
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traffic
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the red sari women carrying stones in Lodi's Garden
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..india impressions - new delhi...

  • a women in sari kneeing to paint the street border with white paint
  • the Monkey God as a giant orange statue with its tail raised reaching the shoulders, at an traffic intersection
  • a mother with 3 kids, 1 who was breast-feed and the others 2 small girls maybe 3 and 4, who were doing gymnastics, like at circus, to please the drivers and earn a couple of rupies
  • the green streets, due to the luxuriant vegetation/ the pollution made by cars/ the dust/ the red betel spits on the walls and on the streets/ the dirtiness/ the metro being build
  • green or white marble, otherwise very expensive in Europe, covering shabby houses and regular markets floors
  • the Muslims/ the Hindu/ the Tibetan people
  • The Nazamudyn area/ the Choudi Chowk/ the red fort/ the people sticking on you trying to convince you to go to their shops
  • the moto-rickshaw and the bargain process, the small thefts/ the traffic jams and the no rules at all traffic
  • eating with your hands and having nothing else than waxed napkins ..the rice with curry making yellow the parts under your fingernails …
  • the Lodi’s Graden/ the huge palm trees and other luxuriant vegetation/ the mausoleums/the green parrots/ and the small squirrels that were not squirrels
  • a women in red sari caring stones on her head to move them in another place
  • the fly of eagles, the red sunrise/ the pollution blanket above the city/ the yellow intense disc of sun
  • the shawls/he pashmina/ the beautiful wooden handcrafts that were so cheap