Monday, December 06, 2010

Brida

- Acentos fuera, teclado americano -

Es un poco tarde, pero quiero compartir algunas cosas y para que no se me olviden lo voy a hacer ahora. He decidido enumerarlas de forma que no sea haga tan extenso el "post", aunque honestamente dudo de mi capacidad para mantenerlo al margen de lectura:

1. Por que el titulo de este post es "Brida"?
2. 3 Metros sobre el cielo
3. El Brillo de los Ojos
4. La fidelidad, teoria o realidad?
- Todo lo escrito es responsabilidad del "Blog Owner" -


Brida es un libro (autor Paulo Coelho, conocido tambien por "El Alquimista") que me recomendo un amigo (A.G.) hace mucho tiempo. Trata de la busqueda constante de nuestra "otra mitad".
Mucha gente opina que solo tenemos "UN amor" en la vida y se suele esperar que ese sea nuestro companero de por vida. Pero ahora que recuerdo el libro y me situo en lo poco que he experimentado, creo que podemos tener muchas "mitades" y que podemos disfrutar de formas distintas de increibles momentos con muchos amores, hasta que sencillamente decidimos elegir.

Hoy he visto la primera parte de la pelicula 3 Metros sobre el cielo (Tre metri sopra il cielo - de escritor italiano). Esta pelicula me recuerda un poco como se vive el "primer amor". Ese que es realmente intenso y con el que tus padres no estan de acuerdo. Enamorarte del chico malo, ese que no tiene carrera, que siempre anda metido en lios y que nunca esta - socialmente - bien visto. Y he pensado mucho en lo bonito que es cuando se discute por decidir quien es el que quiere mas en la relacion. Escuchar la tipica frase, "yo te quiero hasta el cielo"... Pues no... "yo te quiero 3 metros sobre el cielo"... y puff.. todo se queda estatico.. Es esa sensacion de que un abrazo lo puede todo y que perderte en una mirada tonta no es nada pero, a la vez, lo es todo.


Yo creo en eso que Coelho describe en Brida como "El brillo de los ojos". En lo hermoso que es mirar a alguien que te gusta y ver que sus ojos te miran de forma especial, que tienen un brillo indescriptible pero que sabes que solo lo usa cuando se ve en ti. Y ese brillo, opinion totalmente personal, se puede vivir en muchas personas. A veces nos toca descubrirlo en gente que ya tiene una companera en el camino, asi que hay que dejarlo ir y seguir buscando ese brillo en alguien mas. O a veces descubrimos ese brillo en un amor especial y se comparte y se vive y es increible.

Esta noche - con sonido de fondo, una salsita cubana - discutia con una amiga sobre la fidelidad. Yo particularmente creo, que la fidelidad es una teoria. Que estamos en una relacion y mostramos nuestro lado mas fuerte diciendo que no lo toleramos, pero en realidad todos "cedemos" ante estas situaciones. Si que es cierto que hay que ser fuertes para evitarlas y si que es cierto que deberiamos ser capaces de valorar lo que tenemos cuando estamos con alguien. Pero lo cierto, es que una relacion es de "dos" y controlar que ambas cabezas se comporten de la misma forma o sean fieles durante un periodo corto o largo, es un tema "complicao".

Yo he vivido las 4 cosas de arriba y quiero seguirlo viviendo. Cada detalle con las personas que se van cruzando en el camino hace el trayecto divertido. El encuentro con una de mis "mitades", ese amor que llega a "3 metros sobre el cielo", ese "brillo de los ojos" que un dia alguien percibe en mi o yo descubro en alguien, o la historia de alguna "infidelidad".

Sunday, December 05, 2010

Mui Ne - Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam


Since the moment we arrived to Mui Ne, the experience was pretty good. We stayed in a hotel with bungalows, we had a portion of beach and a small but cozy pool. Our mechanism of transportation was again motorbikes. To gain time and despite of the timing, we headed to some cool dunes (red sand). There, like waiting for us, was group of kids "offering" a plastic "something" for us to slide through the sand. There was only one girl in this group, but she was smart enough to follow H.C. and myself - both girls - and to try to convince us to rent her the plastic piece. As you may imagine we gave up to her charm and her "try-to-speak-spanish" attempt.



After this exhausting experience, sliding and sliding again... we headed to the hotel, changed clothes and went out to have dinner and a drink outside since there was nothing to do inside the hotel.
For dinner we made a stop in a sort of seafront. We ordered and while eating we saw a beautiful rat going straight to the "improvised kitchen". As you may imagine, we continued eating but always with the strange sensation of rats everywhere.



For the drinks we made a stop in a curious place, the decoration was very colorful and the coctels were not bad.



The day after, we had some massages in the beach, H.C. and S.D. didnt like them so much, but as for A.L and myself enjoyed them a lot. This day passed very fast, we were to go to Ho Chi Minh by bus, in order to go to Hong Kong and continue our last days.

There was nothing exciting about Ho Chi Minh (aka Saigon), or at least I didnt feel nothing. Probably because we only stayed a night and that was it. Kids playing games in a portion of land, a lot of "street - stores", "street - restaurants". This was a little more like a city compared to the places in which we were staying through our Vietnam tour. Not as impressive though.

And with this, Vietnam was over. A country with a lot of charm, things undiscovered by people like me who come from an island in the opposite side of the world. Its citizens are the exact proof of "unrich but happy" story. I definitely recommend this country to be seen at least one in a lifetime.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

November Rain


Sometimes you have to do tasks in the office that you don't particularly like. My boss says that is why they call it "work", although I still have my doubts on whether he says that so that I stop complaining or not.

After a few months of very low motivation (but with the will of continuing my development in the company.. and let us hope this doesn't fade), one of my bosses promise to give me more challenging activities. And I don't know if you have experienced this before, but it is amazing how a phrase can make me so happy although there is no fixed date yet.

That day and in the gym, I was watching the 5 - 7 year old kids trying to cross the pool from one side to another. How hard can that be! How little is one in a 25 meters length space! I remember to have that feeling when I was learning to swim.. and also the strange sensation that when going to the deepest part of the pool I will find myself with a shark that will eat me... A shark in a pool.. yes. But once I crossed the pool, I felt safe.
It also came to my mind those vacations in Disney World... the theme parks can seem enormous and stressful for a child.. I used to stop every time I saw a water machine or ask my father for an ice cream with the form of a Mickey Mouse head.

November, what a beautiful month!
Despite of the fact we were/are still in "fall" and that things still look turbulent in the office, I went on vacation. My annual leave finally arrived. I needed a break from work, from the regular people, from the routine.

Wednesday, October 06, 2010

Love of my life


Someone, one day, said to me that you marry the woman/man of your life, but never the love of your life.

Since my ipod suffle brought this one to my ears, I share it with you all..

This song really makes me feel that the first statement is not necessarily true. Enjoy!




Love of my life - Carlos Santana ft Dave Matthews Band

Where you are, is where I wanna be
And through your eyes, all the things I wanna see
And in the night, you are my dream
You're everything to me

You're the love of my life
And the breath in my prayers
Take my hand, lead me there
what i need is you here

I can't forget the taste of your mouth
From your lips all the heavens pour out

I can't forget when we are one
It's you alone and I am free

Everyday, every night, you alone
You're the love of my life
Everyday, every night, you alone,
You're the love of my life

We go dancing in the moonlight
With the starlight in your eyes
We go dancing till the sunrise
You and me we're gonna dance, dance, dance

Friday, October 01, 2010

To find a job or to identify your professional career interest


In certain countries the idea of having a job is more important than the one of doing something you are really interested in. An if you think about it, this is not something crazy at all.
In undeveloped countries depending on your economic status or on your networking you will have the opportunity (or not) of doing something related to your career. But this not neccessarly indicates that you will have a professional career in the company you are working in or that will lead you to an important position in which you feel professionally developed.
But the thing is that the people in those countries are lacking vision of what is outside, and are standing in this position because bringing money to the house is a priority. Risking their job seems to be a nonsense, and it probably is.

In countries with a less critical economic situation (not counting the citizens without any education that havent been able to reach an university level or similar), you have the opportunity of sitting with your boss and discussing what your interests are, what your plan is, where would you like to see yourself in the upcoming years. Designing your career seems to be a natural thing, so as doing something where you are good at.
Anyway, having an option always seems to be the right choice, at least for me. I truly hope someday, everybody can have the same chances, the same opportunities.. otherwise why do we have governments and why do we have institutions like UNICEF who are "always" fighting for the children's rights...

Saturday, September 25, 2010

A gray day

September 23rd, 2010

2010 welcomes the fall. And as one would have expected, the season started by raining. Temperatures going down, people wearing whatever they want because they are not sure of which clothes to use now. The fan is off, the windows are almost entirely closed.

And of course, the begining of the 3rd "Aguila Roja" season, which keeps me a little excited about September.

Because "fall"... is definitely not my favorite one...

Wednesday, September 01, 2010

Perspectiva desde el Balcón

People say you never know what you have had until you have lost it. And I have felt that feeling quite a bit in the past 3 years after moving to Madrid.


The Balcony

As you all may know, I have recently moved to my new apartment. And if you still are not aware of this, please dismiss this post NOW!!

Different than the others, although not the only thing, is the balcony I now have.

The idea of sitting outside to eat, to write, to hear the loud people or kids playing, fascinated me. So I have tasted a couple of times already the balcony in my new house, and it felt amazing.

The simplicity of sitting and watching the night lights, watching the “park” in front of the house. I mean, don’t create yourself a world on something as simple as sleeping, it is not an incredible view I have, but breathing the outside air just seems like a dignifying thing all human beings must have in their houses.

The past week, for example, after an intense cleaning routine my break was going to the balcony and do absolutely nothing. How many times have I done that here? Just one that I can recall, and it was a day in Plaza Santa Ana. Me sitting in a table reading. People might have thought I was waiting for the “never arriving person”. A bit miserable some people may think. And truly I don’t understand why I haven’t repeated the action again, it felt like a “non-dependant-of-your-friends-to-go-out-day”.

Think about it! It is like going to the park just nearby your house but in your own house.

The balcony, and this is as everything in this blog, my personal opinion, must be considered as important as a bed or a bathroom. The balcony could be the author of feelings, ideas... or simply the incredible conversation that I someday expect to have with someone, while having a glass of wine.