Tuesday 13 May 2008

Relationships

It is all about Relationship; An important aspect of any relationship is communication. Communication is sometimes difficult in every relationship.Indeed in the family circle, with friends and even strangers.It is undeniable and especially essential to know that this means we call communication varies from one sort of person to another.
Let us begin by defining at first the word communication.In the dictionary, Communication is the imparting or interchange of thoughts, opinions, or information by speech, writing, or signs.To interchange is about sharing and to impart is about giving.as we can observe both proces are different and ofcourse have different effects.

I remember one day, after a strong verbal exchange with a member of the family,I thought it would be impossible to communicate with such a person, but to my misconception, that same day an outsider congratulated this individual for an outstanding ability to understand and communicate.I was dump-founded.It is amusing and intringing to realize that a person could speak wrongfully to one and rightfully to another.Besides, one could be completly disabled in communication in the family and most capable with others not within the closest circle. How is it that we are frequently plagued by conflits due to lack of communication.There are many ways to communicate but i think the fastest and most efficient is verbally.

It sounds bizarre to know that communication is still a weakness in our technological world.How is it possible? It seems that the new technologies have taken away the necessity to polish one's communication skills since most of our transaction are done through some wires interconnected.

The media is just another obnoxious example of communication the world is suffering from.Innumerable datas with dubitating sources are flooding every home.It is so hard,if not impossible to find limpid informations through the media.We are bound to face it.You can reduce the infectiousness by questioning and verifying atleast twice any fact communicated by them to you.But how many of them could we authentify? This concerns a larger body:Everybody.

When we return to the confinement of the family circle,we realize that communication is the conerstone of every harmonious home.
After the definition, we learn that it is an exchange and less of a dominion.Communication is being understood and the ablility to listen.So when one listens alone the person is not communicating.Also, when a person monopolizes the discussion the person is not communicating.
There are many reasons why we communicate but the major aim is to be understood.Then, why is it hard to be understood by poeple and why is it so hard to impact one's thought through words.

This morning as I was on my way to school I saw a friend whom I haven't seen for many months now.She was a high school friend with which I shared alot of memorable times.Ofcourse we haven't seen each other because we were seperated in our educational pursuit.However, this girl lives not too far from me.I have her phone number and I know her family well. There is no valueable reason I can give for not visiting her all this while.I think as a person, she would have thought the same way concerning me.So as I saw her ,we talked and laughed and regreted the unfleunt communication.In my heart she was a friend and everytime we met we added a stone to our friendship.It seemed easier to communicate with her.

Then the same day I had the oppurtunity to talk with my sister.As I said, I talked but I hardly reasoned for one reason or the other.She had something to tell me. As a sister, I thought I had heard the song before.So, instead of listening to my dear sister I babbled different options or discussions I supposed she wanted to tell me;as if I already had a repertoire in which i kept all our former conversations.
in the two stories the persons invold where nice and important poeple yet to one I gave time bacause I felt it was necessary but to the other I ignored or dispised because of familiarity.This is the plague infecting most of our relationship.Indifference is another word for selfishness.







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Friday 9 May 2008

A SHORT TALE OF LYON

In the west of Europe is found a place whose name sounds historical...A place knowed by many because of it's richissime culture.Many visit for gastronomy and others for souvenirs.The country bears many rivers with poetic names like seine, rhone and soane.With more than 20 cities, today's France is undoubtly the addition of laws,arts,science,technologies a land of opportunities.Those who come mostly visit the doorsteps of Paris: the Eiffel tour. Then they claim to have VISITED france.While the media makes Paris one of the most beautiful city in the world.it is only a diamond in the jewel box.




lyon is another city in france that bears it's name even more meritocratically than any other.It is located in the north-east.Only three hours from Paris and twelve from spain.How many cities can boast of such this proximities? One of the most equiped city in transportation,lyon is open to many cultures and its openness gives it an air of déja vu. But? you need to be in the city to understand the full essence. lyon bears it's name with dignity. For, if the lion is the symbol, it is also the power;which carries more than 3 million inhabitants.



Everybody knows that France carries the title:"land of human rights"but lyon wears the crown.From litterature to arts, lyon honours the strangest stranger.The word stranger is used alot in France for if you are not French you are a stranger. However, I prefere to make it sound less pejorative . Strangers in this case are higly respected because they are an asset to the lyon's empire. As a student,I think education acess in lyon is not that complicated. But, you just have to clear the bushes that lies on your way before entering the door. And when you finally enter, you start to understand how exigeant it is to become a lyonnais.one way to get a place is to love the city's football club and ofcourse players.Olympic lyonnais is one of the best club, If not the best, while rubbing shoulders with those English clubs we all know.



Its so hard to talk about lyon without crossing the olympic lyonnais.Even the prestigious staduim in the heart of the city wear its flag.There is no surprise ,when you know the epic achievements of the players.



In lyon, gastronomy is an art work.As they say in the palace of savoury Lyon is the queen.believe it.if you visit the site you will see for yourself the many tresors hidden in the kitchen.it is the capital of french gastronomy!



This year lyon is welcoming 300 thousand students from abroad.The supreme aim is to share and diffuse the culture, alongside, promoting student international exchange highly emphasized these days by the developed world.



Architecturally lyon is a wonder.its stones wages from the 13th to the 21st century.Notwithstanding the costliness of life in this side of France, Lyon still remains one of the best reference.

Tuesday 6 May 2008

I have a dream.I have a dream that is a dream.I have the reality and I can see it also.I have today,a day I can use as i like and as much as I want.i have a yesterday that was a today and now a yesterday giving me a memory to my innumerable collections.I have a year behind and a nother a head and i have also a future: the word I use for all uncertainties.I call them future.To day in my litterature class, I reviewed a prose by Baudelaire,a famous french symbolic writer.It was 'l'invitation au voyage'.In this poem, he talks about a country that he would want to live in with his loved one.I was struck by the predominance of love.I could only percieve abit of that city,my heart aspired for such an one too.


what iwant to say is that the dream we have of our world seem to be only an illusion.I don't want to sound pessimistic but could there ever be a land similar to the one described by Baudelaire? Or are we to be content with what we have now for an earth?I believe in dreams and I know dreams come true.i also know that our wishes are dreams and then realities.

Introspection

Introspection
If I were you, I would let no one take away my pride.
If I were you, I would tell my children how wonderful they are.
If I were you, I would let love sink into my soul.
If I were you, I would engage into the battle of life.
If I were you, I would help the sick and poor.
If I were you, I would struggle to get an education.
If I were you, I would help my parents live longer.
If I were you, I would tell the world that I exist.
If I were you, I would build up my country.
If I were you, I would sit down quietly and listen.
If I were you, I would love with all my heart.
If I were you, I would make work a friend.
If I were you I would not fail to see the beauty in me.

My Dreams

My dreams are often miles out of reach. It's as though I was never meant to have a dream. It's like my autumn will never see spring....