MagdaleneAnne Blog ★: 2018

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Arabs... Arab culture... Arabic language... Arab customs... Arab countries... Arab life... Arabic world... You must admit, regardless of whether you are the people of the Arab circle, or you come from any other place of the world and from other cultures, that at least once you have met at least one person who is hostile to Arab things, doesn't hide their opposition to this culture and generally, for them would be better if it didn't exist at all.

Unfortunately, the sad truth is that despite the fact that we live in the 21st century, many people living in a huge, rich, well-developed and (as it might seem) highly educated countries still show a high level of intolerance, prejudice, racism and xenophobia. In what a highly civilized, today's world.

Aversion, surly behavior, often unpleasant comments... It all hurts and is sad, and many people seem not to notice it, as if they forgot that Arab is also a man, has feelings and deserves the same respect as all other nationalities. Arab origin doesn't mean someone is worse, bad or even a terrorist. We don't live in the Medieval, so it would be good to finally learn tolerance and respect for other people, regardless of their country of origin, religion, name or culture. And before you insult again, think about how you would feel if someone harassed you for your origin...

Personally, many times I have already been asked how it is that I don't have any prejudices, that I am not afraid, I don't avoid any conversations and I'm open to making contacts with different nationalities and cultural groups. Then I always answer that for me human is a human. Not a flag, not a currency, not a label. It's simply a man who deserves respect, understanding and has the right to be treated equally with everyone. I don't segregate people according to their religion, place of birth, social status or skin color. For me, everyone is equal and I don't look down on anyone. And every time when, because of my interest in Arabic culture, countries, language or Islam, people call me an Arab Princess, I treat it with a pinch of salt and make it a joke to chill out the atmosphere. And really, I recommend to everyone a little more distance, tolerance and openness to the world, and life will soon be easier and much more enjoyable.

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Are you afraid to stand out? Yes? It's the time to change it!

There are many souls in the world who want to blend into the crowd as much as possible, become part of a homogeneous whole, live peacefully and quietly, without standing out of the rest. There are many reasons, but in the vast majority, fear of rejection, stigma, or being taken as someone strange, ridiculous or abnormal speaks for such an attitude...

But hey! Is this reason enough to inhibit and block your real personality? Is it the reason big enough to not to enjoy life fully? Of course not!

Man is born in order to be happy, and embarrassment definitely doesn't make that purpose closer. After all, the differences, these small and big ones, are what make us unique and beautiful. This is what makes it impossible to find another identical person. Why to, out of own choice, deprive yourself of your uniqueness and independence? What is the goal in giving up what is in our souls to "be like others" for the longer time? What is the purpose of blending into the grey mass with the price of losing yourself? Calm? Invisibility? Silence? Is there any bigger sense at all?

If you are a person who is afraid that if you stand out of others, you will lose your good reputation, will be rejected or begin to be perceived as a misfit, you have nothing to be afraid of. People will always talk and there will always be something they don't like and believe it, you will never be able to please everyone. So think about what you prefer, live in mediocrity as one of many identical grey points, or be a man full of colors, joy, smile and energy, breathing full breast and live life to the fullest.

Drowning in mediocrity is very easy, but to break out of it and be someone who represents completely different horizons, is often quite a feat and many people fail to do this for years and even for all their lives. Therefore, make a decision and start changing yourself today.

Remember that the ability to live in a group and integrate with other people doesn't mean that you have to be the same as them. It doesn't mean that you have to blend in with the crowd and give up on your personality, become colorless, who is "like the others". No. Be yourself, respect other people and their views, but be assertive and don't be afraid to leave the grey mediocrity behind you and go ahead. Differences are what makes us beautiful, not bad. Appreciate them because thanks to them you are someone special and remember that the better version of you starts in your mind.

Maybe it's the highest time to become a pearl among millions of grains of sand?

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Have you ever been to a beautiful and historically rich country in the south of Europe, which is Italy? One of the many popular destinations throughout the year attracts crowds of tourists. In summer, it encourages with wide beaches and the warm Mediterranean Sea, and in the winter it tempts with snow-covered Alps, a real paradise for skiers.

However, this country in the shape of a boot is not only natural and historical valuable, but also... A versatile paradise for shopping, fashion, expensive stores, world-famous fashion designers and more.

Do you know what it is talked about? Of course, nothing else than about Milan! This city is the largest European capital of fashion and shopping. It is here where you can meet worldwide renown fashion houses, works of world-renowned designers such as Armani, Coco Chanel and many others, as well as famous monuments whose greatest showcase is the Duomo di Milano cathedral. In addition, there are many climatic cafes where you can enjoy traditional, twisted Italian ice cream and with no excuses - Quadrilatero d'Oro.

So what points are in my opinion compulsory to visit, see and touch, being in Milan?

In my ranking top of the top is definitely the whole Piazza Duomo (which not without reason is visited by tourists and locals for nearly 24 hours) and the aforementioned huge Gothic cathedral, which is the icing on the cake of this place. Stunning look both from the outside and from the inside, and from its roof stretches a breathtaking view of the vast panorama of Milan, perfect for photoshooting from all sides - beautiful photos guaranteed!

In addition, you can't of course overlook the greatest entertainment (especially for women), which are shopping and visiting great and really many boutiques and fashion houses known as the long and wide the world is. There are a few streets whose names can and probably don't say anything, but for good fashion experts, they definitely sound like a spell. What does it mean? Well, the already mentioned Quadrilatero d'Oro, which includes such roads to heaven as Via Sant'Andrea, Via Della Spiga and Via Manzoni. Ready to meet Prada, Chanel or Gucci? There you will come into the land of these and many other gods of the fashion world.

PS. Do not forget to bring a wallet full of money with you! 

And if the most expensive brands are not in your taste, it is always worth going to Corso Buenos Aires, or the Naviglio Grande canal, where you can find a market and many shops with less exclusive clothes, but at a price much more affordable for an ordinary mortal.

Being in Milan, it would be a sin to forget about eating traditional Italian ice-cream and drinking a delicious espresso, so in the break from sightseeing, it's worth taking a short break and rest, enjoying the palate in one of the local cafes.

That's all of my points particularly worth recommending in the European capital of fashion. I hope you liked this post and it's at least a little useful. Have a nice trip!

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More and more people ask me why I am so confident. How do I do it, if I have a way to overcome myself, to become an outgoing person and easily make contacts with people, not being afraid of anything. The main question is HOW and WHY?!

Where did these kinds of questions come from? It's easy to deduce that from obviousness - from everyday or almost everyday observation of my behavior and attitude, in my everyday life, at work, in almost every situation. Whoever would look, whether it's a veteran of acquaintance with me, or a person who spends their first minutes in life in my company, always comes to the same conclusion "She is self-confident, talkative and very communicative"... Well, it is true that I don't belong to silent people. I don't belong to people who say nothing, who stay on the sidelines and prefer to stay in the shadow. No. Usually, where I am, there is a conversation, a smile and a friendly atmosphere. Because it's me, a person who never loses a big smile from her face, a person who actually always has something to say and openly speaks, who doesn't avoid conversations and contacts with other people, and often even starts them. A human in whose company there is always something going on and there is never a numbing silence around. Yes, it's me. That girl who always smiles, always helps, loves risk and never runs away.

There are a lot of people for whom I am a mystery, I know it, some of them even tell me this straight away, and when they ask why and how I do it, that I am always outgoing and have no problem with making contacts with people, regardless of who they are, where they are from and how old they are... I never know what to answer, because... I don't know the answer. I'm just like that. For me it's something one hundred percent natural, I don't strain myself, I don't force myself to behave this way, it's just a matter of my personality. I like contact with people, and my natural first instinct is making an eye contact with another person and the wide smile to them, that other people usually force on themselves, because it's not their automatic reaction, which they don't even think about.

For some people, my character is like an atom bomb, because being someone extremely shy, who doesn't like to be seen, who prefers to stay hidden and keep silent, the presence of a person for whom nothing is impossible, may be overwhelming and even more intimidating, but well, for most people, however, self-confidence and outgoing personality is an advantage, not a disadvantage, what I even noticed and experienced at work, when during the flight passengers like to start various conversations with me, not necessarily related to travel, many times even happened to me that one of the passengers asked if there is a possibility of contact with me after the flight, or when leaving the aircraft people approached me and said that they haven't seen such a positive, smiling person for a long time and that they would like to fly with me again. It's really motivating.

So, trying to give any advice, although the self-confidence, optimism and openness flow in my veins and are really natural, not forced, for anyone who wants to work on their character and attitude, I can tell to believe in yourself above all. Think positively that everything can go well and don't be afraid of your own shadow, and your self-esteem will certainly increase, what will definitely also improve your self-confidence.

Good luck! ✨

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Love, anger, sadness, worry, pain, even joy. Normal human feelings that accompany everyone at all stages of life, regardless of who they are, what they do or where they were born. There is nothing wrong with them that you might be ashamed of.

So why do so many people, everyday, every day and every night, hide their thoughts, their feelings? They are afraid that they will be judged, that someone will laugh at them and that they will be hurt... Fear is also human and isn't the least reason to be ashamed, however... Life is too short to strangle all emotions whether good ones whether bad ones, all the time. Human is only a human, has the right to fall, has the right to cry, to support on someone else's arm, and to jump from happiness, without worrying about the judgments of others. Life doesn't last forever and there is no place for constant fears, worries and hiding your feelings.

Are you happy? Show it. You are afraid? Someone hurt you? Say it. Do you love? You care? Say, show, do it. Don't be afraid!

Fears, staying in shadow, hiding and strangling what I feel in myself is, contrary to appearances, the greatest enemy of people. They are silent, camouflaging, fighting, because they don't want to be weak, hopeless, or on the contrary, they are afraid that they will be perceived and tagged as nasty or self-obsessed narcissists, or worse, freaks from out of reality. People don't want to make enemies among other people, while avoiding conversations, revealing how they feel, what tires, torments, worries and what makes happy, man destroys his own psyche, increases his risk of depression, worsens the mood and self-esteem... Is it really worth the risk of clamming up? Isn't it better to open yourself to the world and see that there are also people around who will understand your feelings and won't chastise you for who you are, how you feel and what you think? Be brave. Try it, see it, give it a chance.

Don't be afraid. Life is too short to hide feelings. Too short to not be yourself. Too short to clam up. Don't do this. Open yourself. Live. You have a voice. You have a choice.

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Aruba. Have you ever heard of this place? Do you know where it is? Or maybe you were also lucky to visit it? If you have no idea what is it, where or what's going on, I'm inviting you to read this post (which I have been postponing for some time) even more, and you will find out everything.

Aruba... The name at first glance, may bring to the layman's mind at most an exotic fruit or a colorful parrot from the tropical world. Idea not very accurate, and yet quite close to the truth, because... Behind this mysterious name a beautiful island hides, an exotic paradise, which charms from the first step and takes breath away to anyone who appears there. Caribbean, sea, hot sun and a light breeze smelling of salty water, which additionally makes the time spent on kilometers of wide sandy beaches much more pleasant and above all... The largest and cutest attraction of this place, what is... Beautiful flamingos wading along the seashore on my beloved Flamingo Beach. They are birds so friendly with people that they can easily be fed from hand and pose for photos (although for this second you need a bit more luck), don't run away or bite, but every time they cause a huge smile on face, because can also be quite funny.

It's not without reason that Aruba is called One Happy Island - there is probably no person who would be sad there for a while, starting with the inhabitants, finishing with tourists. The first ones are extremely cheerful people, always smiling, hospitable, willing to help and loving joking. Really warm people who don't seem to know what sadness is. Judging by the joyful faces of the Arubians, not only views are a fairy tale there. If you are looking for a perfect vacation destination in an exotic paradise - this is it, however...

Sometimes I really wonder how would it be like to stay and live there. Colorful landscapes, temperatures not falling below 28 degrees, sun in the sky all year round, and for cooling - swimming in the Caribbean Sea and rest in the shade of palm trees. Heaven on Earth.

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What's done is done. You are pregnant. Planned, whether no, at the thought of the new life growing in your body, you got wings and you are the happiest woman in the world.

Super, you received the greatest gift that exists. Now the choice is yours: to be pleased with a blessing with your partner, the family and close friends, or to make every detail available in the Internet. What do you choose?

I guess, that majority of us, women, despite everything, puts the privacy, both own, as well as of unborn child above all, because after all it is the most important, and why would the wide Internet audience be supposed to follow every change in the body and the life of a mother-to-be and to be notified about every examination and new clothes bought for the baby? Privacy, safety, protection... Sounds logically, hmm?

So why for some women, the first reaction to the news about pregnancy, is creating the page on Facebook where they are relating the duration of their different condition starting from a pregnancy test, all the way to the birth, or horror of horrors (!), creating the special separate, public account on Instagram, devoted to the everyday or almost everyday photoreport of the growing belly, for adding baby scans, announcing every lasting week of pregnancy, size of the foetus, amount of days left to the childbirth, uploading films recording movements of the baby visible through the belly, for boasting about every purchased thing from the layette for the newborn baby... And of course it can't be forgotten about public informing people, how often it is necessary to use the toilet, because the baby is pressing the bladder, or how very much pain of the spine is bothering them, and of course announcing that a baby growing under the heart is a 50% of mum and the 50% of dad, as if nobody knew about it... God, really? Whether only I think, that instead of announcing for everyone around and to inform about all symptoms and details of the duration of own pregnancy in the social media, better is to disappear from this sphere of the Internet and to keep this priceless time for oneself, not sharing out what should stay in the closed circle of the closest people...?

Personally I think that something like that is inadmissible and I can't imagine this type of behavior from my side, ugh, it's even unbelievable to me, how could I expose myself and the baby to thousands of nosy eyes, being aware of the fact that not everyone who is closely keeping up with me and following every my step, is somebody who bestows me sympathy...

Unfortunately, but as can be seen, not every woman realizes the possible consequences of sharing pregnancy, and then photos of the child in the social media... It is pity that they don't have even a bit of empathy towards the own baby, which privacy and its protection should be their highest priority, and in many cases, they are losing with the ruthless fight for getting Internet fame...

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Hot, summer evening, Saturday, 8.08.2015.

Then everything began. Then under the influence of holiday impulse my blog was created, the first post was written.

Today, from this moment three years passed. THREE YEARS! It's positively hard to believe this time passed so quickly.

I remember it like yesterday, just I put the first dot here, I wrote for myself only, and now I'm celebrating the triennial of the coming into existence of my website which is read by tens, maybe even hundreds of thousands of people from the entire globe. Maybe nothing special, but for me it's a huge success. To be, to write, to do what I love and to have people who love to read what I create. Amazing feeling which I didn't expect at any time I will experience, and now... Now for three years I'm called a blogger and I'm proud of it and happy that I managed to achieve so lot in this field.

I started as the shy, timid girl who for these three years became a woman, who won't be stopped by anything and who isn't going to slow down in the aspiration to getting the summit and fulfilling her dreams.

Today, Wednesday, 08.08.2018... Triennial.

What has changed? Seemingly little, after all very much. New readers, new rankings, new cultures and... New, surprising forefront amongst reading countries. How? Unexpectedly I managed to get there, where for a long time I wanted to get the bigger circle of readers, although to be honest for many reasons I really doubted that it at any time would take place and I assessed my chances as poor and very low, well, well! It got successful and what's more not only to stay there for a longer time, but also to make this country one of the exact lead of my recipients! You want to know which? Read the following posts! 

And now, as I promised, reveal a bit of the secret about the surprise which I'm preparing for you...

Dear, within the following months a new label will appear on the blog, and there thematic posts about something what is very close to me, and what currently is the major part of my life, of what I am a part and what is a part for me. I hope that you like this idea and you will also like the topic.

And now thank you very much, that you were and you are with me, thanks to you I know that writing is something for me and still I want to do this. Thank you for all nice words, for all messages, photos, support which you showed me in hard moments. I am very grateful to you. 

Head up, goals set and see you next years!

~ Magdalene Anne

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For a long time you are looking for contact with me, you are asking where I am what I am doing, what happens to me, why I disappeared, why there is long time without me and I nowhere appear, I don't add new posts, and my accounts in social media were closed...

You are asking if everything is alright, if something happened and what it the reason of current situation, whether I will come back to writing and being active in the Internet, or it is already the end of my adventure and I intend to start something brand new.

Don't worry guys.

Everything fine, even more than fine, currently I'm very happy, because one of my greatest dreams came true. Admittedly my life toppled over upside down, everything changed, completely turned around, I'm starting to live anew, but it's one of the most beautiful changes which could happen to me and until today I cannot believe, that that's true... 

Unfortunately, it didn't pass also without moments of terror, sadness, tears and fears... Most probably already all of you could hear, what a tragedy Greece went through, how many innocent human beings murderous flames ravaged... How many women, men and children were burnt alive during several days of uncontrollable fires... Sorry, I don't want to write a lot about it, because tears are coming to eyes... 

However now most important is that everything already calmed down it's all right and it's possible to make farther progress, looking to the future with optimism.

So my dear, after two months of constant absence on the blog, four months of the closed account on Instagram and six months of the complete lack of the activity on Snapchat, I'm informing you, that... I'm back to regular writing, with the mind full of ideas and motivation, and soon I'm also going to activate my social media again, and in addition... Soon I'll have a surprise for you all, but about it - in the next post. 

Meanwhile I would like to thank you very much for the interest, messages, many times also supporting and motivating, and especially I want to say a big THANK YOU to these few wonderful people who made me so super photographic surprise, when I was absent. I love you all. 

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Short time ago a royal marriage ceremony took place. Hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people had eye on it. Friends, family, as well as strange people talked about it and asked me, what I think about the relationship of Meghan and Harry, when will their children appear, how the wedding day is going to look like, whether I will be watching the live streaming of celebrations, and when everything was done - an exchange of observations about the bride's dress, her hairstyle, veil, gestures and everything of the event began. People acted like mad analysts fighting for the million of dollars for finding as many details from the princely wedding as it is possible.

And I? Hmm... So as seven years ago, 29. of April 2011, when William and Kate were getting married, as the twelve-year-old girl I sat amazed with big eyes on the TV screen, with the admiration following every minute of their celebration, so now... It didn't completely care. It didn't interest me, didn't arouse curiosity, surprise, admiration... Totally nothing. Zero. I didn't plan watching transmission, I did have such an intention, and the wedding day of the American woman with the British prince - I missed. Till today I didn't also read any review, I didn't look through photos or videos.

I ignored stories and provocations of friends, because simply I don't have a reason or a willingness to be interested in a life of people strange to me, and especially live with their marriage ceremonies, if soon I will have my own wedding ceremony, my own white dress and what's more I'll be not a princess, but a queen, happiest in the world and the one and only.

I am a queen of my life, I'm leading it to defined goals, I'm not interfering in someone's matters, I don't let strangers interfere in mine and I simply care about this, what most important for me and unnecessary voices falling down on my back and becoming just a dust. It's enough for me. So why should I be interested in large media wedding, when it is my matter in no way, nor will it give nothing meaningful into my life or won't help me, or nobody whom I care about?

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To be a wife of the sheikh. Has anyone ever thought how it is like? Some most probably yes, after all the topic of Arabic marriages, life in the Arabic country and enjoying gold, not caring about the money, usually is a hot topic and stirs up a lot of controversies. Especially last years, when there was much talking out loud about Arabic terrorists, people of Arabic blood aren't enjoying the common sympathy.

Often happens, that discussions are exploding, disgust, speech of hate, how these women are bad, worthless have a status of bitches of their man. How all these people bad. Indeed, they don't have such a huge freedom how women of other areas, but they don't perceive restrictions which are ruling in their life as bad, it isn't a prison for them, as it seems to people of countries of the free civilization. Why? Where from these differences in the perception?

For them, it is a norm, part of their culture, manners, mentality. These women are accustomed and fully accept the fact that they have a lower authority than men and must be completely submissive to their husband. Many times their marriages are also arranged, although fortunately more and more often comes to vows from true love. However something by something. In countries of Europe, America, Australia or the biggest part of Asia, the fair sex often takes over typically male duties, is pursuing masculine professions, is dominating at home and woman is holding world in her hands. However Arabs can fully celebrate their femininity in other aspects of life. They don't have to worry for money, about finances, can spend savings on anything want and whenever they want, overlooking prices, because the husband is so rich that the contents of the treasury will never be used up. They have their centres of the relaxation and entertainment, where no man has an admission. They aren't bothering with caring for the safety, because their houses are fortresses, where the staff and bodyguards are defending their comfort and the convenience. They have assured stress-free access to the best doctors, hairdressers, specialists etc. And this way it's possible to show at least a dozen aspects, in which the life of Arabic princesses is prevailing above the life of dominating women. They have everything what want for the nod, no concerns, worries, are gentle women of who the husband takes care. And women of the modern civilization, are queens of the own life who are holding everything with iron fist, with the man or without him.

However it doesn't make sense to fool oneself, the layperson who doesn't have knowledge about the Arabic, oriental culture, will most probably never understand a point of view of these people. Because isn't able, or doesn't simply want to understand what is far and strange for them. And all hateful speeches and prejudice, are usually a result of a lack of understanding. The fact that the Arabic culture is specific and different, doesn't mean that is bad, let's have a respect.

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Did I burn myself out?

Did I get tired?

Did I run out of steam?

Isn't writing already for me?

Maybe.

I am definitely overtired, actually exhausted. I feel like pumped out. Writing doesn't bring me the joy as it's been doing for a few last years. Creating every single post isn't already coming easy to me, on the contrary, becomes a challenge, with compulsion, I'm lacking mood and power.

I admit I don't have a clue what happens. I don't know what happens to me. Several times within last weeks, the tries of writing the new post finished with tears. Stress? Hormones? I'm not able to understand the current thing, because after all I can't complain, in my life everything is fine, I am happy, the new phase is coming to me, and the blog which until last time has always evoked the smile on my face and I couldn't wait until I sit down and add something new here, after all I loved it. Differently I wouldn't persevere here almost three years, dedicating a lot of time and heart for creating the blog. The blog which was my greatest passion and the blog which now I'm giving a wide berth...

As a matter of fact you probably also noticed that during the last month I had really rarely appeared here. It is partly linked with the big changes occurring in my life, but in part also with the described situation.

What will be now? I don't have a clue. Really. For the first time for years I don't have a clue, what will be next with my website, whether we will survive this crisis, whether it will be the end. One thing is sure. I need rest, relaxation, refreshing and beginning anew. Perhaps after comeback from the travel my condition will be better and then again former will to the work on articles will come back. I can only count on the pardon of the time, I can do nothing more... I only hope that it won't be even worse...

And now? Now most probably I will try to force myself to create something new and to add here, in spite of the complete lack power, not to let to sink something what I created with whole my heart...

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How many times did you hear the question "Why you don't trust me, you don't believe?", "Why won't you give me the chance?"...? I can guess that at least once, and if you didn't hear, probably you asked someone.

Distrust, that's it. People so often wonder, why other people don't trust them, don't believe, aren't able to give the chance. Yet out of all complicated reasons, two are wielding control.

We don't believe the ones we don't know, what is understandable thing and these, we know too well, what is an even more understandable thing.

Distrust for strangers, is an obvious obviousness, the self-preservation instinct which we are being taught for the youngest years, in order not to be deluded and caught in a trap by somebody about bad intentions whom generally speaking we don't know. Nothing new, nothing surprising, just the daily bread.

However a mistrust towards people we know more than enough, is a masterpiece not for idiots, art of the self-defence, something what not everyone can afford, because there still are people who in spite of many scars, are marked by a high indicator of gullibility. It isn't necessary to think long in order to discover where such a phenomenon comes from.

If you went the gunshot wound through, would you rush up to the flying bullet one more time? I guess, that surely no, on the contrary, you would do everything in order to protect yourself from it, right? At least the majority of people about healthy consciousness would act this way. So why knowing a given person and knowing who really is, we would be supposed to trust them or what is worse to refresh it for the second time and next, if once they have already hurt us and we know very well that without a doubt they could and most probably will do it not only once again? After all it's like holding the own head out up to the guillotine. Why to believe promises of the man who already promised the earth many times, but after all did stick a stab in the back? Why to give credence to words of such a person, being aware that these are just empty words?

The most often not the people who generally speaking we don't know, but the ones we know as far as too well, are hurting and untrustworthy, who we are afraid of because we know that they are immature, that it isn't possible to trust them, or else will smash up everything into dust, because we realize that hurting the other man is a piece of cake for them or simply, are insincere, lying vipers, for whom talking about others and scandalmongering is the entire life, or charlatans, wanting only to harm.

Both so-so towards the strange figure it's possible to reduce the distrust by getting to know better and building the trust, so once destroyed towards somebody whom we know long time, or what worse of family members - it is possible to rebuild never.

I know it from my own experience that persons who found their way to my black list years ago, still stay there and there are no chances for me to trust them again. I believe in nothing what they say and do, because I know very well that these are only lies, the falsehood and empty appearances. Once burnt place, remains sensitive forever. A life isn't a film, it isn't possible to withdraw it.

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London.
Beautiful city with the soul, mysterious, famous for cool days and a lot of the rainfall.
The Big Ben, Tower Bridge, London Eye, Oxford Street and the Hyde Park... There are only a few of the considerable list of symbols of this beautiful city, which being here, definitely is worthwhile seeing, and you certainly won't regret it.
Streets and small streets, where the past meets the modernity, effectively enchain and stand out in tourists' memory. Admittedly London has "this something". Even though personally I wouldn't like to live or to stay here for a long time, because I can't stand the cool, humid climate, where the umbrella is an everyday tool kit - atmosphere of this place is charming me, every time I am here. The number of the attraction and absorbing places is large enough, that nobody will be bored, and even if, it is always possible to get into the train and go out to seaside Brighton adored by Londoners and to relax on the beach, listening to the noise of waves or to have a nice time on Brighton Pier, amongst local variety and the nice birds which with great willingness will join to the meal eaten by us 
But! If there is somebody who doesn't like the sweetness, especially chocolate delicious things in the form of M&M's tasting of childhood? If you are also their admirer, you can't not to visit probably the tastiest nook of the British capital city. The proposition sounds the more temptingly, that M&M's World is only in a few places in the world and what's more in the biggest and most well-known and rich metropolises, that is, except London: Las Vegas, Orlando Florida, New York City and Shanghai. Inviting, right? To be so close and not to have break in the land of favourite sweets of the childhood is an inexcusable sin. I recommend and definitely mark this point as unmissable during the visit in the capital of England.
Finishing this short post, not necessarily typical for me and my blog, I can frankly recommend the several days' trip to London and surroundings, however with my own prospect I admit that despite everything I couldn't last here longer than just for a few days, among others because of unfriendly for me climatic conditions, which in the long run are an extreme challenge for me.

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A baby. One of the biggest, if not the greatest gift the man can get from the fate. Miracle of the new life. Particle of oneself in the new being which arrives to world.

Great, indestructible, absolute and unconditional love from the conception, to the end of life, which isn't possible to compare to anything else.

Some people feel ready for the parenthood in the age of eighteen, other being thirty years old, there are so, which grow up to the role of the parent in their forties, but... Unfortunately there are also persons that never mature to this responsibility and aren't able to take this exceptional decision (at least not consciously).

However what is responsible for such a state of affairs? Environment? Upbringing? Life experiences? And maybe dreams? Very possible. After all many times happens, that twenty-year-old man with the ton of luggage delivered by the life, is far maturer mentally, emotionally and generally, than the thirty-year-old good-for-nothing, full-fledged party animal who neither thinks to settle down and to take serious decisions, and a brush-off of hangover is their biggest problem.

Well, however no matter how to look, not everyone is on the same level of progress and the maturity, one are capturing them earlier and are ready to become caring, responsible and loving parents which will give to the little baby everything the best and the most beautiful feelings, and others... Need much more time to get out of life swaddling-clothes.

However no matter what, for the normal, aware and adult man, the baby is a darling, a tiny pearl that deserves the piece of the sky. Both for the woman who for nine months is carrying the new life under her heart, feels its every activity, is sharing her body and all feelings with her baby, and for the man who looks at the growing belly of his partner, watching the child on the ultrasound scan, can see how is moving, can hear its heartbeat... - a baby is a most beautiful and greatest, irreplaceable and incomparable gift.

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I am fake, the hologram, I don't exist, me isn't me, my life isn't mine, I stole the face from other person... - after all I survived throughout 19 years, I live and I'm not gonna disappear.

If at any time you thought how it feels to be a fake, a hologram and other kinds of beings like these, you can be satisfied - you found the right place.

During last four years, when my activity in social media was already much developed and intense (yes, I know that it's difficult to believe, but earlier I was rather a passive user of the Internet and I preferred to hide in the shadow instead of to be conspicuous), I was accused many times that actually... I'm not me, but somebody else, my accounts are created by completely different person which invented such a form as me, named her, design the life story and consistently is persuading everyone around that the created heroine is real, and for increasing the confidence level - steals photos of some girl, innocent and not conscious of anything. Hmmmm if imagination and the stupidity of some people were able to fly, surely would glide all over the sky higher than planes.

The cabaret has been playing with the full power. Photos, films, live coverages with my participation - nothing gave the effect. Some in spite of the incontrovertible proof, still had their own version, that is... I was promoted to a job of the hologram.

However this frenzy reached its apogee last year, when in the private message one strange girl wrote to me announcing that she knows that photos of the face and body published on the blog and Facebook don't belong to me. My surprise was quite big, when she started threatening, that if immediately I won't remove all photos, accounts and the blog (which in her belief I also stole), I won't disappear from the Internet and I won't apologise for the impersonating somebody - she will destroy me, she will make me a rubbish in the Internet and I will remember her words to the end of my life.

Hmm, gladly I would learn whom the person which allegedly I am impersonating is and whom my face, my body and my blog belong to. But well, most probably this knowledge wasn't given to me, because the author of ambitious messages, asked by me for showing any evidence of the existence of the person which is reportedly "the owner of me", in response attacked with insults, next disappeared in thin air and never again appeared. Interesting coincidence.

Guessing, what causes irrational acting of some people is simply impossible. Maybe it's better so, because discovering the source of the human stupidity could end with trauma to the end of one's days.

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Some moments I think, whether people still remember what is a respect to the other person, whether animal instincts already totally took the control over some of them... What I read last time, what I had seen, and what I experienced firsthand, caused that I had been horrified and I lost my faith into the goodness and the human intellect...

As the example I will use the situation from before a few days.

One of many groups on Facebook, counting several dozen thousands of members. I frankly admit that I don't know how I was there so I'm concluding that one of my friends added me.

Seemingly normal people, and in fact wild beasts without scruple, feelings and limits which have not a speck of dignity, not to mention the humanity. They are taking care of matters which in their opinion are worth the attention, there is gossiping, offending and humiliating other people, without hesitation using their photos, personal data, many times addresses or personal details of families of their victims. However threats and a melediction are their most frequently and most willingly used tools, in addition this first is far more often used than second... Yes, well you can see, threats. Punishable threats, for example of battery, death, finding and "taking care" of a given person or their family and friends, wishing rape both women and men and children, death, illness, loss of the family and everything what valuable... Frightening directly so that the given man should be careful when is going out, because can come to a sticky end, that learn where lives and catch them etc... This collection is much more longer and more "impressive", and making a list of all epithets which were written from members of this group to the other persons would take a good few days.

Several days ago seeing one of posts added there, I didn't withstand and I stood up for the woman as innocent as a lamb against these monsters. I didn't have to wait long time for a response - after only two minutes I received a notification that somebody mentioned me in the comment... Just for a thought what could appear for my eyes, shiver passed me. I expected that there was no chance for the polite answer, but... What I saw was worse than the most daring ideas.

"Squeal one word of the defence more, and you will regret you small ****, it won't be difficult to find you. Guard the muzzle **** or else you will taste knife into ribs and **** in ****, dudes will willingly have fun. Be careful baby girl, or else we won't have a mercy" one of users being a member of the unlucky group wrote in response to my standing up for the woman attacked in the post. Adult man, not a brattish teenager. Insults and the vulgarisms included in the quoted comment were censured by me with stars ****.

If you think that this in-crowd is only a joking, that all vulgar and aggressive words, which they are directing to other persons, are just a game and joke then you are mistaken. It's no joke neither no game. It completely "serious" treating the man as rubbish. Pure bestiality. The Internet gang of people who usually doing the decent work, have wives and husbands, are fathers and mothers... And when nobody is looking, are turning into executioners online, thinking that they are going unpunished.

After the situation mentioned above, I left the described group. I don't know, how its further fates will go and whether somebody will deal with this organization, before its members really lead to the tragedy. I only hope that none of psychopathic threats which are written in this circle will be fulfilled and harm will happen to nobody.

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