Magical city which takes your breath away. No matter in what mood you are and what period of life you go through, still this city makes your heart beat faster. Magical streets, views and bridges! Romantic, elegant and beautiful. This atmosphere is imposible to describe, the only way to get this city is to feel it with your own heart and than forever fell in love.
What do you think about this city and french people?
They tall that had enough experience to understand that french people have very particular sence of humor. No one ever could understand their jokes. Neither they could not understand this spacial way of making eachother laugh.
Doing my project, working in a group of 3, My friend/coworker gave me an unexpected reply on basic question "what should I do for the project", "do what ever you prefer and like", told she. Here everything began...
What do I prefer? What do I actually like. Following my everyday tasks and following the idea of total success I realized that I actually completely lost myself, or maybe I never found me really. When I was young, analyses of some philosophical theories have given me a clear idea of the world, which I followed up till the moment I forgot what I was following. Complete change of countries, and therefore societies, has forced me to change and adapt myself the way I was. I canceled my roots and became a new person, but in this case it was unfondumental way of doing it. Lets say I was building my new personality on the air, attaching myself to things and rules I had to follow, I was depended on people, which I guess were important at that moment. I felt comfortable when I had a frames around me, I liked when people were telling me what to do and how to do it even if it is completely not my personality as I am very opinionated and stubborn character. Probably I was learning and adapting myself to rules without changing myself but loosing me on the way. I still kept my priorities, I was abscessed with boing things right and perfect, but what is actually right? Even writing this post now I have a thought that I better work on my project in stead of go philosophical and what's worst not finding a reply, and instead, coming up with a millions of other questions.
Human is been done to believe in something: plenty of religions, choose the one you like, world has a wide selection; science and politics; space and gravity, what else? you.... you can believe in yourself... Otherwise human mind can go too far which will cause complete madness... But what is maddens itself? Do we know what is actually right or wrong? Paulo Coelho actually asked the same question to readers of his book "Veronika Decides to Die". According to his theory there is no right or wrong, something what everyone considers to be wrong actually can be right. And there is no proper definition of what is right and wrong? I know, thats completely loose of mind... and it's hard to follow. But indeed what if we ask all this questions? Completely philosophical activity to go crazy and loose yourself, or actually find yourself eventually.
We live with a life instructions which you can follow day by day or not. But what if thats all is completely wrong... And we actually should be free in our mind to do whatever we want. Ok, the idea is great, but it will cause a complete chaos. We, as humans in current society, are meant to be in a frame: life rules, society rules and regulations, family which has a certain requirements and expectations. So in a way we are meant to be the one which society expect us to be, or just choose to be against and follow yourself no mater what by breaking rules and stereotypes. I am, as down to earth mind holder, getting scared on how far it can actually go...
Negli ultimi mesi della mia vita, [...]. Mi sembrava di buttare via il tempo. Come quando sei in coda per pagare una multa. Hai proprio la sensazione di buttarlo via. Capisco quando ho la sensazione di non aver vissuto bene una giornata, e di aver buttato via il tempo, perché la notte poi non vorrei mai andare a dormire. Sono quelle notti che ho una voglia incredibile di vivere. Vorrei vedere due o tre film, scrivere, leggere, disegniare, o anche semplicente guardare fuori dalla finestra. Dormire mi sembra una perdita di tempo. Mi viene voglia di imparare. Qualsiasi cosa, ma imparare. Anche se poi il mattino dopo vorrei dormire tutto il giorno. Alzarmi mi sembra un'ingiustizia. Mi fa male la pancia. Ecco, dovrei invertire i due me: meter la sera quello della mattinae quello della mattina la sera. A volte invece vorrei addormentarmi subito, appena entro a letto. Allora penso di farmi una tisane per dormire meglio e farmi una bella tirata fino al mattino, ma poi se bevo la tisane mi sveglio di note per fare la pipi e non so cosa mi conviene fare. A volte è un casino anche andare a letto.
from the book
"IL GIORNO IN PIÙ"
Those who is heading to Moscow and planning to attend some nice places or those who is actually living in Moscow and doesn't know the place where you can eat tasty food for relatively low price - this post is for you!
I adore Moscow with its snow and proud to say that this is my home town.
So would like to share with you one of mine top secret place.
Restaurant Turandot. Truly beautiful with a very tasty food. The biggest treasure is decore. To create such a castle needed 6 years, so you can imagine how much work was inputed to make as impressed. Waiters are very polite and even ready to give you a lecture on any question you ask concerning their field. For instance explain the production of champaign or the story of the restaurant where they work. Cousin is different depending on the theme. So it's logical that this place is better to reserve before coming.
A little tip - if you don't want to spent too much money you can check online a time and date of set menus where you pay about 50 euros per person for an unlimited food menu + drinks as extra payment. For now as far as I am concerned it's available each weekday from 12.00 till 24.00. Otherwise I would go for a weekend brunch with a life music and unlimited food, drinks and unbelievable table of deserts. The total for a brunch is around 100 euros per person - a bit price, but not too expansive for such a place, food and atmosphere. For brunch, the table is better reserve on the second floor, because tables with food are upstairs where you will go to chose the food you wish.
If you already have been there, or going to go - share with us your experience!
Mine is great!
What does mean love? Philosophical question which isn't easy to define. Let's say "love is something what everyone decides and chose for himself". But what about communication.
How do we show our feelings and how it sounds. Each nationality and their language express it differently. The question I asked myself recently was easy:
What does mean love and what do we mean when we say I love you... Ironically simplest thing explained me all I needed.
For instance Garance Doré wrote a great article about love communication in States. So New Yorkers would say "I love you" - very straight forward and clear. In Russia most probably "люблю тебя" (love you) or maybe would avoid such a responsibility, expressing their love with a calling name such as "любимая", "дорогая" (literally translated as beloved one or darling). Thats all quite classical, but Italians with all their passion and uncertainness have chosen the most precise expression of love. Phrase which gave me the clue of love. "Ti voglio bene" which literally translates as "I want you good". They almost never say "I love you" - "Ti amo" - they will simplify it taking away most uncertain word "love" and will nicely say "ti voglio bene" - the most genius phrase of love I ever heart! Very simple but precise and deep. For me this is actually love. Wanting all good to someone is the first step of pure and innocent feeling, no matter what - wish all good of the earth is already strong positive feeling! So simple...
Love Italian language... So special and emotional...
What about other languages? Would be nice to know how you express love in your language, French in particular, as the most romantic language of all...