Aimed South

aimedsouth @ 2007-03-14T18:23:00

2007-03-14T15:31:03Z

Sorry, I've been out of touch for few extremely long weeks. I've got so much to tell you but all of a sudden I'm out of words for some reason now. Too many things happen in my life, and most of them are not pleasant at all. But anyway, it's spring time and I'm happy about warm damp air, melting snow and longer days. What else do we need to survive through endless winter but those wonderful moments of early spring?!

aimedsouth @ 2007-02-26T18:49:00

2007-02-26T16:02:34Z

Did I complain about nothing special happening in my life? Well, it's over now, for I'm in the middle (or is it just the beginning?) of the struggle for survival. Although my health is quite alright, my life seems going to hell. Everything around is falling apart. I'm trying to persuade myself that I pay estremely high price for one thing which is most important for me now, but frankly saying it looks like this place is getting too hot for me.

aimedsouth @ 2007-02-13T17:00:00

2007-02-13T14:19:18Z

What happens in my life? Nothing special. 8 hours of work a day, 6 hours of sleep, 4 hours on the way to and from home, 2.5 hours of eating, 1.5 hour in the gym, 1 hour in the bathroom, half an hour of wandering around. But still, there is always something very peculiar in every moment of every day, that keeps me awake and employs my mind. People I meet, the books I read, the dreams I see - everything is full of meaning, everything is beautiful in its way.

Did I tell you I'm crazy about starry sky?

Let me show you the world

2007-02-02T15:04:11Z

If you have never heard about City Daily Photo project, you have really missed a lot. For it's absolutely amazing how much can be said by a set of blogs! Dozens of colourful sites tell you the story of their original city and country - day by day, picture by picture. There is usual daily life behind each of them, but how different they are!
Take a look at this map . Can you find your city there? Have you been anywhere else? Do you recognize places and objects?

I really enjoy that project. I found 11 cities I've been to, 10 I haven't but I'd like to visit and about 10 more I like to watch.

What's about you?

aimedsouth @ 2007-01-29T11:50:00

2007-01-29T09:19:23Z

Just finished 'Sex And the City' - the book, I mean. I saw a couple episodes on TV but, frankly saying, found it boring. Nevertheless, I've heard so many praising words regarding the book that I decided to read it.

SATC is a really good one from the language point, but the story.. Well, I know why it is so popular with a certain group of people: they recognize themselves in characters as clearly as they enjoy their lifestyle. That's what strikes me most - selfish and infantile individuals in their mid- or late thirties don't care about anyone but themselves. They cry loud of their loneliness, they seem to seek serious relationship - but they do not want to move a finger! And it doesn't work like this. If you really need a proper relationship, you have to make significant efforts for it. For it's like a plant: it wouldn't grow and fruit unless you nourish and water it, and don't forget to protect from harmful insects! Only if you take a good care of your plant, you will get it blooming and fruiting as long as you wish. The same with relationship: it would not work out unless you learn to care for another person and to reach a compromise. So the author was wright in her introduction: they are single because they want to be single. Another question is why?..

aimedsouth @ 2007-01-26T16:07:00

2007-01-26T13:08:05Z

I miss Paris...

aimedsouth @ 2006-12-29T14:42:00

2006-12-29T12:11:31Z

Love without desire, Love free of possession - is it possible? What is Love, after all?!
That fine man of remarkable personality, who is twice older than I am - what am I to do with him and does he with me?! My Teacher, my friend, my second father - in this life; my own father, my child, my beloved - in past existences. After so many centures we met again to care of each other, even though our ways don't intercross as often as I'd like to. Once in a while I come to see him, to listen to his lectures and stories, to tell him my news. We give each other warm hugs and kisses, like blood relatives do. And every time we part I feel my heart overflowing with love for that very person and all the people in the world. The person who taught me to show kindness without being embarrassed of that, to love people as they are, to understand human doings - I love him and I'm not ashamed of that. May be, love like this is something what for we are coming to the Earth.

Merry Christmas!

2006-12-25T12:43:13Z

On this wonderful winter day I wish you all the possible happiness! The most magic of the holidays will make your dreams true if only you let it so :) Don't miss you chance!

By the way, what was the most memorable gift you ever got for Christmas?

aimedsouth @ 2006-12-21T12:45:00

2006-12-21T10:19:32Z

It may seem a rather commonplace thing but I like Christmas mood. Though, the word 'like' is too weak for the situation: I am crazy about Christmas mood. Last night I went for my holidays shopping (oh, it's far from final stage yet!) and returned home late, tired but happy, hanging a dozen sacks with gifts-to-be. I wonder if I have anything left to live on after I'm done with this gift shopping.
But what I like best is that incredible pile of colourful packages, boxes and packs in my room - presenting all kinds of shape and size. And you know what? I can spend any sum on Christmas presents if they make someone smile happily. I madly like being a wish-fulfiller.

Cookery for lazyis

2006-12-18T09:32:23Z

Frankly saying, I'm not fond of cooking. Well, it's not that I don't like feeding the man I love, but I hate spending hours in the kitchen. So my favourite recipe is one if the hasty kind - easy, tasty and healthy.

All you need is a piece of meat of at least 1 pound weight, pork or beef - whatever you like better. You salt it, apply any spices you wish (I usualy grand a little bit if pepper-mix and add a clove of garlic), wrap it with cooking foil and place into oven. Now you may forget about it for an hour, at least.

After a marvelous smell made you hungry enough, take the meat out, unwrap it and slice it up.
Be careful as the dish is heavenly juicy and hot. Though, it's good in a cold form too.

Bon appetit!

Sentiments on a regular basis

2006-12-15T09:12:37Z

Once a year I send him an e-mail telling my news and wondering about his life.
Once a year I receive his perfectly polite response with no actual answers to my questions.

Once a year I conjecture whether he feels anything for me now.
Once a year I can almost read the pain of guilt behind his elegant lines.

Once a year I disappear for a while to start it over again within 360 days:
' Happy Birthday, Shaheer! It's been ages since we met...'

Restless heart

2006-12-13T14:11:51Z

Every time I see tire ads on TV I miss driving. I miss badly that feeling of home on wheels, when it's cosy and safe in the car and cold and windy outside. I can still hear in my mind the sound of icy road under my tires and can almost see a dark band of highway curling to the horizon.

I use public transportation in this huge city, because it's insane to drive on your own. I meet dawn on my way to work, and I leave office long after sunset. I haven't seen sun for nearly two months by now - though, none of us have. All we can see is various shadows of grey in the sky. Half of the city sleeps under ground twice a day while the other half is stuck in the traffic jams. And all of us miss the sunlight.

But once in a while I get zealous to drive away as far as possible, especially when I see tire ads on TV.

aimedsouth @ 2006-11-30T09:32:00

2006-11-30T09:32:45Z

It took us nearly 14 hours to reach Tennessee. It was late November, Thanksgiving, and every roadside pull-in was closed. We were so lucky as to find some 'Waffle House', where we three were the only visitors. Hospitable black woman served palatable omelets and magnificent hot waffles with maple syrup, and the tea was good on that dull day.

We started from Iowan almost-winter in the early morning, and as we drove down south grass was getting greener, leaves were returning to the trees, and blooming plants showed now and then. It was very late in the evening when we reached Gatlinburg, the night was dark and frosty, and majestic Smokies loomed under incredibly bright stars. Next morning I found that mountains were of unbelievably deep blue colour which quite took me by surprise. However, it was beautiful.

I took there most wonderful pictures: the one with sun beaming through hoarfrosten branches of birchs and gradient layers of blue ridges.

aimedsouth @ 2006-11-29T09:15:00

2006-11-29T09:15:01Z

It's amazing what can be done by a single day of legal idleness! The body, which screamed of its sickness a couple days before, now full of pith and only a little sleepy.

Well, it's just a defatigation, of course. But I have to get back to work now.

aimedsouth @ 2006-11-22T13:18:00

2006-11-22T13:18:10Z

When I was a child, every summer I was taken to my grandparents' place. The tiny southern town was hot and quiet, and I spent my days climbing trees or exploring the neighbourhood. There would be a heavy smell of overripe fruits, and you had to watch your step as you passed by orchards because there would be fallen apricots and apples all over the ground. The house was small and cosy; my grandmom would shutter all the windows in the morning to protect rooms from summer heat. We kids were not allowed to enter the house during the daytime to keep it cool inside for the night rest. Though, we wouldn't care much about it for we had plenty of ourdoors interests. Thus, barefeeted and bareheaded, we would hunt for most attractive pears and cherries and make up new games as easily as breath.
When we were lucky we would be taken by one of the adults to the riverside. There was a small sandy beach not far away from the house, and we would walk along railroad tracks, although there was an alternative trail as well. The sand would be extremely hot under direct sunlight so barefood couldn't stand it longer than for half a second. But it was good to come out of chilly water and to lay down on the soft sand turning wet face to the sun. Swimming always makes you almighty hungry so we would rush back home where simple but tasty dinner would wait for us. And in the late evening we would go out and stay in the middle of the orchard watching amazingly bright stars, guessing constellations and shivering from sudden night coolness.

Since those days I always aim for south...

aimedsouth @ 2006-11-20T08:36:00

2006-11-20T08:36:18Z

Saw Match Point on Saturday night. Or, probably, I should say I tried to watch because I couldn't finish it. Hate stories based on lie.

By the way, Match Point reminded me of another movie, The Talented Mr.Ripley. From my point of view, they are almost the same.

In any case, the evening has been spoilt so I had to watch a fun show on TV to get elated.

One simple rule

2006-11-17T09:04:26Z

The only thing demanded from a human being is to be responsible for the choice he has made.

aimedsouth @ 2006-11-16T14:26:00

2006-11-16T14:26:08Z

What I like about belly dance is the sense of flexibility and slimness it provides. I'm watching my reflection in the huge, wall-sized mirror and wondering if this delicate body is mine. My eyes are following every movement of my hips, and every once in a while I remember of my chest and arms which live their own dance. It's amazing to feel your body obeying to your commands.

I'm an amatuer, of course, and I don't mean to become a professional. But I like the way it feels: to dance like an orient from the past existence.

A moveable feast

2006-11-16T13:18:22Z

It would be a nice title for this journal. Though, I'm not going to use it so far.

But both Paris and Hemingway are fascinating. Names and routs become tangible after you visited the city, but even defore there is something charming in the very mention of every street.
I suddenly realised that you must be extremely hungry to describe food as keenly as it appears in 'A moveable feast'. You need to be extremely hungry to feel the truth of the description as well.

'All you need is one true sentence...'