On this day 22 years ago

On a chilly October day 22 years ago I was born.
Today, on a warm autumn day I am celebrating my 22th birthday.
It hasn't been a huge celebration, just the traditional cake from my grandmother - the one I receive as a present from her everytime on my birthday. Then - voting for the president elections, and finally - going with some friends to Bankya.
I am so happy that I was born exactly on that day. I've always believed that signs stuff isn't something serious, but that's because the daily horoscopes on the newspapers aren't serious. Nevertheless, I've started believing more and more that the day of your birth and the environment you are born in has a huge impact on one's life. That's why that day - 29th of October - is a day of big celebration - not necessarily "external", but probably mostly "internal".
Big THANKS to all the people in my life who have been helping me shape it the way it is today.

After a long day full of excitement, I sit here in front of the PC, and dream about something I really want to do - to visit Portugal. This would be one of the best presents I've made to myself, so from now own this will be my goal... and probably one day I'll manage to give make this present to myself...Till then - only studying Portuguese and listening to fado..:)

The signs

A car almost hit me today because the driver decided to pass through the bus stop instead of waiting half a minute for the other cars - while heading to a nearby parking. I turned left and in the next moment a silver car, new and expensive model, passed less than 30 cm by me. I don't even want to think what would have happened if I had decided to make a step forward in that moment instead of turning my head left.
I got so angry that I was intending to run after the car and write down the registration numbers and signalize the police, but my bus came and I gave up.
I was very lucky to be at the place I was in that moment. It just confirms the thought in my previous posting: that everything is determined by forces we can't control.

Thought of the day:

Everything is determined by forces over which we have no control. It is determined for the insect as well as for the star. Human beings, vegetables, or cosmic dust - we all dance to a mysterious tune, intoned in the distance by an invisible piper.

Albert Einstein

Silence

Have you ever felt that you're travelling thousands, even millions of kilometers away. As if you are crossing the Galaxy, while approaching to the end of the Universe (if there's really a definite end). Anything you pass by is so obscure that you don't realize it's actually been there. And you aren't seen either. Only a flash and that's it.
There is no sound. Your speed is so fast that you can't hear anything, neither can they - the ones standing aside noticing the flash.
Freedom is such an infinite thing. The dome under which you are free. What is the dome? There's only one thing which is big enough and endless enough to be the dome above: the sky, respectively the Universe.
Human mind knows no boundaries, or at least there aren't any reached yet. I have always been fascinated by the unknown yet abilities a human brain or human soul or both have got. I have heard that there was a documentary about a scientific analysis of water molecules. A glass of water got a label "LOVE" on it and was put in a museum to be watched by people passing by. Before the experiment, the water inside was analyzed and its molecule turned out to be a normal one. After the end of the experiment with the label, the same water was analyzed and it turned out that its molecule has changed its shape. I haven't seen the documentary, I haven't got much knowledge about the conditions, and the scientific theories about water molecules, but WHAT IF...? Just imagine, about 60-70% of human body consists of water...
So just imagine it could be only a flash away...

All my thoughts are flowing into a single funnel, accelerating and directing them in one single channel, and they are mixing, and each one thought is influiencing the others and, subsequently, all of them intensify...and my head is about to explode.

It's the control over brain and lack of control at the same time. It is as if you make efforts to direct the stream to the funnel. At the same time, I am not thinking about anything in particular, and everything I could be thinking about is there on both of my sides in the space, and I'm travelling so fast that I can't be noticed and I cannot notice anything...

There are times when I just want to turn back the time and do things differently. Then it would have been easier, wouldn't it? Well, I guess no. Regrets have always been part of my life. And also lessons.
There's a contradiction between two thesis: that one person is the mastor of his/her life and can change destiny. The other one is that the change of destiny itself is a destiny.
If I had followed the first one, I would have blamed myself for doing this or that or for not doing this or that because the action could have changed my destiny. In a better way, of course (as we are used to think, the expression "change my destiny" is used with positive meaning).
I have chosen to believe in the second thesis: that whatever you do, it's always your destiny. I go back to a topic very recently touched in my blog, but what can I do, again its destiny.
One would think that I am one of those conformist people, leaving themselves on the tide and following other people and their opinions blindly, and doing nothing by themselves while waiting things to happen.
Well, that's not the case. There is one belief that a person could sense which is the right way to choose. And then the wheel just turns...

The signs are to be read, but if you don't read them in the right way, then some time later you realize that you have made a mistake. Signs should be read in the right way. Then how to know that you are reading the sign in the right way?

All about Sofia, part II

In Sofia, there is a very nice part of the centre, full of parks and gardens and beautiful old buildings. It is situated between Shipka str., Evlogi Georgiev blvd., Yanko Sakazov blvd. and Vasil Levski blvd.



The beginning of my walk that day started from Sofia University. It was the opening of the university year there and the area was full of 1st year students. But there was one small bench, staying alone with nobody to get interested in sitting on it. That happened in the Doctors' Garden, a small, but a very beautiful park between Shipka str. and Oborishte str.




Then I passed by the British Council which in fact could be seen on the photo with the bench. It's just on the corner of Oborishte str. and Krakra str. Walking in Krakra str., I reached Yanko Sakazov blvd. and entered "Oborishte" park, previously known as "Zaimov" park. Compared to other parks such as Borisova gradina and Iujen (Soouth) park, it's a small one, but you can stoll through it for more than a kilometer. Yesterday was a warm and sunny autumn day so there were many people: from children to retired people enjoying the weather and fresh air. People were cleaning the alleys from the fallen leaves and a small truck was collecting the rubbish. All fountains were on. Hm, yes, they are also sponsored by a company - this time by Darik radio whose office is nearby at Dondukov blvd. But nevermind, it's enough that they're turned on, I like it. And one can't see the small signs from the distance, so it's not disturbing at all.
There were photographers - I guess professional ones or professional amateurs - judging by the big machines they were carrying. :) I didn't have the courage to take photos near them with my small "tourist-suited" camera :-D


I reminded myself of the great times I've had in
this park with my classmates. We used to walk to this park from NDK! My high school is situated behind NDK (in fact, a tram stop away from NDK), but we used to walk kilometers after school in order to go to this park - just to play table-tennis. On the next photo one of the tables can be seen. It's not very clear because of the strange way the alley is made. It was done 1 or 2 years before I graduated high school and the first time I saw it I couldn't believe. So strange! :)

Yes, it was a good walk with lots of good memories appearing. The smiling weather just made my day. :)

Changes

What is one of the things I like the most? It's being original, not copying from others or conforming with the crowd, just being myself. Yes, but do I really do it? Hm, I don't know about that, one never knows, but at least I could do something. It may sound funny, but one of the things I should start with is my blog. :-D
Since I've started, I've posted so many messages with different kind of story. And when I mean different, I really mean DIFFERENT - from my own thoughts about life to what I've seen that day in Sofia. :)
Then, I thought, I need to put to this blog an outlook which differs it from the typical ones with ready templates.
So... I've started refurbishing it. Like a sofa which you've bought but the cover is just too ordinary and many other people have it and you want to be YOUR sofa, not the sofa like somebody else's. Lol, even to me it sound so ridiculous...
But I stop here with the loooong explanations.
I've just started reminding how to use HTML..at first. Then we'll see. I hope the people who visit and read my blog like it and have the feeling that this is really me who's behind this stuff.
:-D

Cat trio

Sometimes it happens that the best performers ever gather accidentally.

Mr. Spoilty
The beginning was set by Macho, the white tomcat, the most spoilt and lazy of its kind. Most of the time, he stays in the yard, always keeping an eye on the house... in case my grandmother forgets feeding him - to remind her with his moaning. He's the frst to welcome my father each time ge comes back home and jumps into the opened door of the car... it's difficult to take him out of there, believe me!







Miss Devil
She's the lady of the house, but if you see the way she behaves, you'll decide she's the only TOMcat. Lisa originates from the city of Bankya, where she decided to attend an AIESEC seminar for newies - a newie herself (only 1-2 months old), she chose me to take care of her. After few months spent meowing in the flat, she decided it's high time to move to the country and now she's the mistress of the house, doing whatever she wants to and forming the tomcats in column. She opens the front door of the house whenever she wants (except from the cases when the door is locked just exactly for that reason). And believe me, on this photo she's in a good mood!






Mr. Driveller
The last, but not least of importance hero is Kolio. His appearance on the scene is full of mystery. No one yet knows where he came from. Rumours spread by my grandmother say that he used to live in the yard of a neighbour called Nikolai (shortly Kolio), so my grandmother decided to call him like that. Now his name is Kolio. Kolio is a very affectionate tomcat, always ready to caress your leg with his funny tiny tail. When Lisa opens the door, he enters first. And, of course, he's the first to receive a hit by my grandmother. Loved and hated at the same time, he remains the most controversial representative of the trio.

More photos of the trio:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/91293933@N00/