One Day

Dexter and Emma spend the night together following their graduation from Edinburgh University in 1988. Though they do not become romantically involved, they become friends and in subsequent years, their lives take them in different directions, but they keep in contact.

Emma becomes a waitress in Kentish Town at a horrible Tex-Mex restaurant, while Dexter becomes a successful television presenter. Gradually, Emma fulfills her ambitions, first as a teacher and then as a bestselling novelist. Conversely, Dexter's career collapses, going from presenting a mainstream television show, to cable TV, to being fired from a late-night video games review show.

By 2001, Emma has broken up with Ian, and Dexter has divorced wife Sylvie with whom he has had a daughter, Jasmine. The cause of the divorce is Sylvie's infidelity with Callum, one of Dexter's university friends. After the divorce Dexter goes to Paris to visit Emma, where she is writing her second book.

When they meet in Paris, they confront their relationship and whether becoming lovers is the right choice, after all the years they have been friends and with all the complications such a transition would make

then...I will stop here otherwise I will spoil the end :P

My name is Memory

The story is about an old soul, whose name is Daniel, which has spent centuries falling in love with the same girl. Life after life, crossing different cultures and countries, he and Sophia (with different names and shapes in every life) have been drawn together.

Daniel has "the memory", the ability to recall past lives and recognize souls of those he has previously known. However Sophia doesnt remember anything about past lives.

Interwoven through Sophia and Daniel's unfolding present day relationship are glimpses of their expansive history together. From 552 Africa to 1918 England, the two souls share a long path of seeking each other time and time again. But just when young Sophia finally begins to awaken to the secret of their shared past, to understand the true reason for the strength of their attraction, the mysterious force that has always torn them apart reappears. Ultimately, they must come to understand what stands in the way of their love if they are ever to spend a lifetime together.

The Picture of Dorian Gray

Lady Brandon, the well-known artist Basil Hallward meets Dorian Gray. Dorian is a cultured, wealthy, and impossibly beautiful young man who immediately captures Basil’s artistic imagination.

One night, Dorian arrives at the studio, and Basil reluctantly introduces him to Lord Henry, who he fears will have a damaging influence on the impressionable, young Dorian.

Basil’s fears are well founded; before the end of their first conversation, Lord Henry upsets Dorian with a speech about the transient nature of beauty and youth. Worried that these, his most impressive characteristics, are fading day by day, Dorian curses his portrait, which he believes will one day remind him of the beauty he will have lost.

In a fit of distress, he pledges his soul if only the painting could bear the burden of age and infamy, allowing him to stay forever young. After Dorian’s outbursts!

The black Labrador

Yesterday my bf took us (D and me) to an irish pub, its name is The Black Labrador. I loved this place, its not just because it looked like a real English pub, "The black Labrador" opened in 1986, the low ceilings and decorations gives the restaurant an authentic pub atmosphere unlike any in Houston. And the fish and chips are delicious!!...I am craving for so more...:P

We had such a great time, and as a dessert we enjoyed a Rasperry bread, just yuuummyy!

NO WITHOUT MY DAUGHTER

An Iranian immigrant in the USA, Sayed Bozorg Mahmoody travels from the United States to Iran with his U.S.-born wife (Betty) and daughter (Mahtob) to visit his family. Once there, Moody gradually reveals to Betty that he wants to remain in Iran, thinking that it would be a better place for the family. Betty disagrees and wants to leave with her daughter, although Moody is determined not to let that happen. Over time, Moody becomes increasingly unstable and violent, taking advantage of Iranian laws to strike and terrorize his wife and daughter. Betty subsequently discovers that if Moody divorced her, under the laws of Iran, he would get sole custody of Mahtob. With no other choice, Betty takes Mahtob and they flee together, overland to Turkey and then back to America with the aid of people-smugglers.

VIVA CUBA

Viva Cuba is a Cuban independent film that explores emigration and the effects it can have on children who have to leave friends and extended families behind. Youngsters are often uprooted without being consulted and then must contend with their new surroundings. In one scene, Malú and Jorgito discuss when they might reunite. The best they can hope for is to forget one another as their lives change and they face new pleasures and challenges. The viewer knows they are unlikely to ever see each other again, unless Malú’s mother can be granted re-entry, which is extremely unlikely given the state of Cuban immigration laws.

An old Lady

I don’t know where it changed…

The day before yesterday I was a teenager, and just yesterday I was a twenty something girl fully loaded with 100% pure energy that just couldn’t get tired: Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, party all the way!! Along with a fulltime work and friends and yet so naive I was, to consider that better times were still to come...but how naive was I? Those were the best times!!!

Today I find myself confused; most of my friends got married, but why? Weren’t they better before that? Why the rush? The only thing they caused was to rushed people that were not in a hurry and just because of that, now I am struggling myself! .  With not a single desire to get married now, and the few handful of guys that are still on the market are pushing me to get married right away...grrr! Why the f@k&g! rush?!

Who would say that before even turning 30, all the people would think that the last train is almost departing and according to them, I have to rush if I still want to get on it...is it true? Why the rush if they will get divorced in 5 years, 10 at the most, why they had to put off they youth for later, later when they don’t have it any more.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t feel lonely anymore, now I have company and if I didn’t have him, I would have another one.

The problem is not being alone, the problem is to find the perfect match, when I see all the people that are getting married omg! They look so happy in those pictures, like if that was the best stuff on earth, so I am wondering, should I get married just now? Or should I wait until I can reflect the same ultimate happiness feeling, which they seem to have just before the wedding. (Apparently that feeling doesn’t last long…three months, is what they say…(Again, Why to get married just now?!))

I was all confused, thinking about Abed when I went to a Party, It was a 40 year anniversary, of a guy that felt depressed because he was turning 40. omg! (I thought…)” If I am turning 30 and I feel depressed, this guy must not be doing fine though. “

During the party I met with Cointa again, so I started talking to her, it was amazing…It was like a year that I didn’t talk to her. And now I am chit chatting with her again…and what I like about her is that she is an old lady and she can provide me with a lot of advice, for example she was telling me that I should get a guy just if I wanted, she told me at your age most of the people will try to push you to get any guy, just something, but you shouldn’t surrender just now, should need to get married just when you feel you are ready and if you turn 40 and still you don’t want to get marry then don’t  get marry, it means that you are better off this way.

And I told her that I had many boyfriends before but for some reason they don’t seem to please me just the way other girls seems to be pleased and that I haven’t reach that feeling they show just before getting married, is there something wrong with me? I said and then Cointa replied NO!, There is nothing wrong you are hanging out with the wrong guy. And what I liked the most is that she gave me hope, opposite to all the other people, she told me you don’t worry when they right guy comes you will be as happy as the other girls are, you will see, just wait, your time is not yet due!

And remember if a guy proposes you and you have to think about it for a minute…then that guys is not the right one for you!

Facundo Cabral - The Message

Facundo Cabral (May 22, 1937 – July 9, 2011) was an Argentine singer and songwriter.  From the most humble of beginnings, he came to inspire millions around the world through his songs, poems and 66 books. He walked 3,000 km at the age of nine to look for work to support his mother and six siblings after his father abandoned them.

Facundo Cabral was named a United Nations Messengers of Peace in 1996.

Cabral was shot and killed during a tour in Guatemala City while en route to La Aurora International Airport on July 9, 2011

Mexico City

These are some pictures of the BICENTENARIO event at Mexico City!!! oh man! These guys are not kidding when it comes to celebrate!!!

For more information visit this site:
http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2010/09/mexicos_bicentennial.html?s_campaign=8315

 

My Trip Friend

While I was on my way to Istambul...omg! I was so depressed, I couldn't help crying, I was crying all the way to the airport, and then again while I was waiting on the boarding gate, I was crying that much and in such a deep silent that I though nobody would see me, but then I noticed people staring at me!.

I just wanted to hide, to run away...to run away from the airport, run away from everything, so I made my way to the restroom and locked myself in, and cried for almost 20 min until my flight was about to depart.

Once on board, the flight started to get delayed, but I was still on time for my next connection, however the crying scene was about to take me prisoner again, unfortunately I don’t have any friends here to talk to, so I have to carry all my grief and sorrow by myself, literally no person next to me....only a few remote friends, but no girlfriend next to me to hear my tragedies.

After making a huge effort to avoid crying, the captain announced that the flight was stuck in the runaway for another hour or so, and at that point I knew I wasn’t going to make it for my next flight and that just helped me to feel even more frustrated and my crying desire to increase even more! When my eyes started to get watery, the girl next to me started to talk to me and then I told her

-You've got a funny accent. Where r u from?

-I am from Costa Rica, she replied

Thus I switched the conversation to Spanish and we started talking....omg! This girl was so similar to me, with similar personality, about the same age, it was just  great!!!

It was like if I knew Susana from long time back and the best is that I heard everything from her and I told her everything almost everything about me, she was so into my conversation that she started crying as well...omg! It was just like having my best friend next to me, it lasted for  just a couple of hours but that make my whole day.

At the end of the journey, I recall telling her:

-bad news is that I miss my flight

and she said…

-God knows why he does what he does....good news is that you've got a friend and that you will be stuck one night in Chicago in a luxury hotel, with plenty of time for crying and meditation

-You are right... (I told her), this is the best thing that could ever happened to me.

And for the record she is visiting me very sooon!! Sweet!!! I've got a new friend out of nothing !!!

NO STRINGS ATTACHED

BAD TEACHER

Taxi Driver

JULY was a rough month for me, first J then Abed and then the Turks…wasn’t enough with just J?

The only thing I could think of while I was in Istanbul was: “God, please get me out of this country, I want to be back home!!" I couldn’t just cope with the grief at the same time that I was working; it was too much to bear.

Finally, I got my ticket home! However, all the way back home I felt miserable, devastated, horrible... and then I met this lousy Taxi Driver that started talking…

Don’t you see that I want to rest? (I though in my inside) but the Taxi driver kept on talking which actually believe it or not made my day or more than that, it made my whole month.

It was a vague conversation, but he started telling me about his life and how he was happy with it just  the way it was, which made the fact that I felt miserable even more noticeable.

However after talking for a while, I discovered that he has some more issues than I do have, and these are not just eventual problems, this is the life style he has, and that made all the difference.

He's been living in Houston for about 6 years now, he was living in Illinois before until he got fired from his old job, then looking for better opportunities he came to Houston just to realize that if you are not in the oil industry there is little or no chance for you to grow here, so eventually he became a taxi driver.

He has no family but he would like to have one, and 4 out of 7 nights a week he sleeps in his Taxi which is not even his taxi, it’s a loaner where he has to surrender around 400 USD per week as taxi’s rent, his dream is owning a Taxi so that he doesn’t have to pay the 400 USD.

Since It was dark outside, because it was almost midnight, he mistakenly thought that I was a student and he encouraged me to finish my degree, and he remarked the fact that a degree could get me  a better job, I was about to tell him the truth but then I thought : “what a heck!” let him continue with the ramble and so he did!!

He actually told me a secret, he told me that in order for you to get the things that you want is just to think about them, I recall his actual words...."If you want to have something, you have to think like if you already have it… feel it… smell it and thus it will be granted"

I tried to deny this fact, but he gave me some examples which I really didn’t believe but I was so much into his chat that I decided to play along with him and I promised him that I would try it next time...he was so gentile that he offered me a copy of "The power of thinking" CDs; The point is...This man might be older and lonely but still he manages to be happy even though his life doesn’t seem to be easy, after listening to  his chat, I thought that maybe I was overreacting and that after all I am not that miserable, and that I should be grateful for the things and people I have with me.

He tough me a lesson and he made me smile, it lasted just for few minutes, but it felt great.

Lesson: I will never deny the fact that I can learn something from any person, even from the people that you believe that don’t have anything to offer.

ISTAMBUL

After my second visit to Istambul, I was finally able to get to know the city a bit more and finally able to visit those places that are interesting but tourists usually don't visit.

BALAT

Balat is the traditional  Jewish  quarter in the Fatih  district of Istanbul. It is located on the European side of Istanbul, in the old city on the historic peninsula, on the western bank of the Golden Horn.

While most of the people think these are ruined houses. Unesco has a different view; currently Unesco  is running a rehabilitation program to save this old neighborhood.

Finally the wait is Over!!

After waiting for almost 10 years, the HARRY POTTER quest has come to an end...and it was just on time, a couple of years more and I wouldt be able to keep with this fairy tale.

Sisterhood Everlasting

This is the only thing that have kept me sane while dealing with Abed's grief and TK POC II Iteration @ Istambul

La Reina del Sur