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Beirut and Dubai: love of achievement

St. Jean’s Church in the ancient city of Byblos, Lebanon north of Beirut. pic courtesy Behance

I am glad to share with You, this absolutely fresh, one day ago uploaded piece of art and inspiration in moving pictures - and an episode of a life story to see, hear, learn and grasp.

Get ready to be taken to beautiful ancient-modern culture cities of Beirut and Dubai!

My greatest compliments to John Walker & Sons Voyager (a true Odyssey! www.jwsvoyager-odyssey.com) for the worth a million words freshly made video production!

And here are some Raja Trad’s (CEO Leo Burnett Mena) wisdom and inspiration pieces I decided to have notes of (below). What are your highlights?

*You have no other choice except to love Dubai and admire Dubai and respect what they were able to achieve. So my love with Dubai is the love of achievement. It’s the spirit. The Dubai’s spirit. It reflects on everybody. When you have this drive, when you see this drive, when you live this drive and when you see this enthusiasm and when you see this commitment to making things happen, that reflects on everyone. It’s an environment that will enhance the delivery and performance, it is a country that will encourage progress.

*I worked with all my heart, with a deep commitment, with passion and I said “let MY performance decide my career” <…> no one else will decide your progress in life. It’s about you: you have to decide where you want to go, you have to decide whether you believe in what you are doing.

*Progress means that you need to keep on challenging your self, means that there is no finish line in life and that you have to keep walking.

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Always Yours

A.

Rodyk draugams




Boring-whaaaat?

Have you ever heard of boring life? Have you ever lived one? If the answer is yes, in that case, will you please tell me what it means? Weird favor to ask? Let me tell you something then.

(Moving pictures of my breakfast terrace view. pretty awesome right?)

9:30 am: Beautiful and delicious breakfast in the terrace of the very south of Red sea coast. Temperature: 32 °C….

…at some moments you can hardly see the line between the sky and the horizon of the sea, how baby blue it all is. Amazing staff doesn’t let me stop smiling and is cheering me up with local stories and last heads-up of last moments together before the flight.

(I know.. I know.. it’s kinda really lame to take a photo of even the plate you’re having your food from, but, seriously, even the breakfast plate shouts amazing tropical vacation and the sun even in the morning coffee cup makes the final claim!!!)

PAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUSSSSSSEEEEE

7:30 pm: my plane just landed. OMG!!!! It’s crazily windy. Dark of course. It’s the first time I see snow this year.. And it’s 3°C!!!

8:30 pm: I’m running up the stairs, already thinking what I’ll have for the proper dinner after tiring endless hours oldschool plain trip and also thinking what to wear, since in an hour I must be at one of my most beloved friends birthday celebration.

9:30 pm: I’m freaking out. Seriously freaking out. Even though I’ve had food and got dressed, the sparkling ice frozen street I see through the window is driving me crazy.. and the worst part is that I gonna have to drive that street my self… Have I mentioned that I’ve never ever ever driven the car with nobody else by my side? So at this moment I’m thinking that I’m getting out of my mind and getting late too.

9:49 pm: Relationship status from ‘LOVE’ converted to ‘LOVE-HATE’. I used to love Vilnius old-town unconditionally. Now there is one condition why instead of just loving it I also hate - the inside yards are just too tiny and narrow, especially when I have to park the car twice bigger than I’ve ever parked any other cars before… and I’m even more late.

10:11 pm: I’m about to enter the building but these weird people are blocking the main entrance while standing these, discussing something really loudly and painting on some industrial piece which is even bigger in size than the regular human beingWeird night.. I mean it..

10:19 pm: I enter the apartment. I surprise my dear beloved b-day boy, since by the primary plan my plain was supposed to land only day after his b-day, so my show-up was unexpected, say to the very least. Woohoo!

10:22 pm: Door bell rings. “SURPRISE!!!”. Guess who? - weirdos! The same weirdos with weird industrial piece. Apparently it’s a part of the gift to b-day boy :DDD WHAT’S NEXT?..

00:00 (or something like that, since the time just extincted): THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED NEXT (see above)!!! and continued for god knows how long (translation: the b-day boy suddenly appears in the kitchen in the costume of the tin man and the new version of “Dorothy and the Wizard of Oz” started.) We sang and danced to the weirdest and lamest songs and also to the most sentimental ones. The weirdos were the ones I didn’t know before, but eventually everyone became one. A.k.a. The only way to survive and have tons of proper fun and blend in was to literally do weird stuff or just crazy or whatever you call and not to worry about how it looks from the outside.

..YES I WAS ALSO CAUGHT RED HANDED WHILE WEIRD-DOING. AND IT WAS THE BEST 2 HOURS AFTER LANDING I’VE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE! I can’t wait to repeat it all!

p.s. I love crazy people (they are damn smart in a day time and damn silly at night), because they are awesome!

p.p.s. Happy Birthday, my dear beloved Riccio, once again! :)***

From the oceans of fabulous life,

Yours

AFROgliuck

Rodyk draugams




Kai samti uzmaciau a.k.a. Ursa Minor wishlistum

“Ursa Minor sparkles so intensively that it almost hurts. Beautiful. August. It’s right about time to start the wish list before it started raining the shooting stars” 2012 08 20 10:57 p.m.

“Grizulo ratai sianakt taip spigina, kad net akis bado. Grazu. Rugpjutis. Reik pradet noru sarasa darytis, kol dar zvaigzdes krist nepradejo.” 2012 08 20 22:57

(New spot on my radar: Death Valley, California
“when there is no wish to touch the heaven, because you’re already there”)

Cheers, My Dears,

AFROgliuck

Rodyk draugams




Harmony in chaos: literally on the top of the world

Finally found the the place I could call almost the exact reflection of the picture i’ve created in my mind as the perfect place somewhere high.

I often get the feeling of strong urge to be somewhere in the open air, high (literally a top of the world), where it’s quite, peaceful and all the things that usually are seen as separate pieces come into one eventually joint puzzle. I believe that’s the case when you eventually realize how the world works in what people sometimes may call harmony in the chaos. So far between Vilnius and Delhi I have discovered couple of places where I get the feeling of “sitting on the top of the world” but this place (photos above and below the paragraph) takes the cake, at least regarding what you can get in urbanized areas (obviously place in wild nature somewhere close to the highest and the most powerful waterfalls would be completely different case). Ladies & Gents, put one more point on your “Places to visit” list - Marina Bay Sands Sky Park in Singapore. (below you can see more pictures, to get the feeling of the place as close to what is reality as possible). Enjoy!

p.s. an hour after I finished this post, I found the other blog post on exactly “best rooftops in the world”! So I’m definitely sharing it with you! Read here

Cheers, My Dears,

AFROgliuck

Rodyk draugams




Miracle through Sacrifice. Japan Earthquake

“If you can survive, you must remember that I love you”

This is a true story of Mother’s Sacrifice during the Japan Earthquake.
After the Earthquake had subsided, when the rescuers reached the ruins of a young woman’s house, they saw her dead body through the cracks. But her pose was somehow strange that she knelt on her knees like a person was worshiping; her body was leaning forward, and her two hands were supporting by an object. The collapsed house had crashed her back and her head.

With so many difficulties, the leader of the rescuer team put his hand through a narrow gap on the wall to reach the woman’s body. He was hoping that this woman could be still alive. However, the cold and stiff body told him that she had passed away for sure.
He and the rest of the team left this house and were going to search the next collapsed building. For some reasons, the team leader was driven by a compelling force to go back to the ruin house of the dead woman. Again, he knelt down and used his had through the narrow cracks to search the little space under the dead body. Suddenly, he screamed with excitement,” A child! There is a child! ”
The whole team worked together; carefully they removed the piles of ruined objects around the dead woman. There was a 3 months old little boy wrapped in a flowery blanket under his mother’s dead body. Obviously, the woman had made an ultimate sacrifice for saving her son. When her house was falling, she used her body to make a cover to protect her son. The little boy was still sleeping peacefully when the team leader picked him up.
The medical doctor came quickly to exam the little boy. After he opened the blanket, he saw a cell phone inside the blanket. There was a text message on the screen. It said,” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” This cell phone was passing around from one hand to another. Every body that read the message wept. ” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” Such is the mother’s love for her child!!

by Its Different

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A.

Rodyk draugams




 

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