Two days ago, I sent an email to a friend that I was losing, he is an Argentinian who had been living here for a while, he is so nice and has the greatest sense of humor ever, he worked with the company for longer than myself, I couldn't even remember how we started talking or how we became friends, but if I go far back in my memory, I see a nice sunny afternoon, in one of his reflection sessions in the garden,"Bahiano way" we started talking and he was so funny, I didn’t even ask him his name that afternoon, and then when we were about to go back to the office we crossed one of our drivers on the way in and the driver greeted him saying “ Hi Mario” he gave him back a hi and turned to me saying “ I don’t know why this guy calls me Mario when my name is Diego!!!” the way he said it was so funny I didn’t stop laughing all the way to my office.
Along the way I remember so many funny scenes, like that one time, he was so busy and didn’t have time to go cut his hair and let it grow into a natural spiky due, and just to make me laugh he bounced his head on the sides to move his hair gracefully, on his way to an important meeting lol that was very funny :P.
During the past couple of months he kinda disappeared, and every time I went to see him he wasn’t there and never took my phone calls, I got angry “ kind off” because for me, being friends means sticking out for each other and being present, anyhow, some sources told me that he was going through a depression and also gave me a quick view on his past experiences within not only the company but also as an ex-pat in my country. He wasn’t really doing good at work and his wife couldn’t handle staying here and he had to send her back home, he was kinda feeling alone I guess and left out, I think that is why he was depressed.
Returning to the email, I was angry at him so, I sent him a very strong but nice email, telling him basically that he was an AH and that I miss the funny nice him, I also expressed the fact that he can rely on me if he needed a friend, the next day which was yesterday; he was standing in my office !! we had a cappuccino together and we catch up on the lost time " that was really sweet of him", and he told me about a training course that he would be attending in Salvador within the same time frame of my course, so we decided to meet-up and have a dinner in a different environment, in a country were both of us will be strangers, we will share one page in the book of our memories and I am happy for that.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Thiago !!!
I am a strong believer in chemistry, that’s between people, sometimes you just get along with individuals, that came into your life or maybe you went in theirs but somehow you met, maybe you don’t have anything in common, you don’t speak the same language, you don’t eat the same food, you don’t dress alike, or cheer for the same soccer team, but you do get along for some magic reason. This is how I get along with Thiago.
Thiago, is a great sensitive, shy guy, a hard worker and a very competent person, if you pass him by on the streets he would never catch your attention, but the minute he speaks you would know there is something special about him, I can still imagine him in his shorts playing soccer with the guys, wearing the black and green sweat jacket, with his very tanned skin, dark puppy eyes and a little shy smile. I understand how being far from home is hard but out of desperation he teamed up with the bad guys ( Renatão, Queridão and Felipe) God help this guy “ krkrkrkr (by the way he supports the Flamengos that won a couple of days ago Vs Corinthians).
The very first time I met him was at Babi’s Birthday, at the health club after being around looking for her Birthday cake, we arrived there and Thiago was the one that with no word said; helped us hide the cake before she arrived, we didn’t speak much that day because my understanding of Portuguese was still poor, but I remember that he made fun of me :)
the few times we spoke, we had great laughs, and he always manage to make me smile, although he speaks little English, but has a tone of voice that is a sign of kindness. I feel sorry that I took his presence for granted, I never really thought of calling to say Hi or ask about him, I just knew he was there and doing fine, when the opportunity came while I was on duty at the project, I would stop by to say Hi, but never been anything special, now that he is leaving the Project and going back home to Brazil, I feel so bad that I didn’t take time to know him better.
I have a nice memory of Thiago!! Once he came to our office and when he saw me, with a smile in his face he said “dami um abraço” which in Portuguese means give me a hug, he was so sweet, that hug will be a nice memory to carry over the years.
saudades...
MB
Thiago, is a great sensitive, shy guy, a hard worker and a very competent person, if you pass him by on the streets he would never catch your attention, but the minute he speaks you would know there is something special about him, I can still imagine him in his shorts playing soccer with the guys, wearing the black and green sweat jacket, with his very tanned skin, dark puppy eyes and a little shy smile. I understand how being far from home is hard but out of desperation he teamed up with the bad guys ( Renatão, Queridão and Felipe) God help this guy “ krkrkrkr (by the way he supports the Flamengos that won a couple of days ago Vs Corinthians).
The very first time I met him was at Babi’s Birthday, at the health club after being around looking for her Birthday cake, we arrived there and Thiago was the one that with no word said; helped us hide the cake before she arrived, we didn’t speak much that day because my understanding of Portuguese was still poor, but I remember that he made fun of me :)
the few times we spoke, we had great laughs, and he always manage to make me smile, although he speaks little English, but has a tone of voice that is a sign of kindness. I feel sorry that I took his presence for granted, I never really thought of calling to say Hi or ask about him, I just knew he was there and doing fine, when the opportunity came while I was on duty at the project, I would stop by to say Hi, but never been anything special, now that he is leaving the Project and going back home to Brazil, I feel so bad that I didn’t take time to know him better.
I have a nice memory of Thiago!! Once he came to our office and when he saw me, with a smile in his face he said “dami um abraço” which in Portuguese means give me a hug, he was so sweet, that hug will be a nice memory to carry over the years.
saudades...
MB
The Tripoli International Fair
The past week I was doing some reflection of my own, I was doing some over-time work at the Tripoli Fair, it was packed with people and I was analyzing the surroundings, the society I live in and the people in it, I came up with some conclusions:
· First thing I noticed are the women!! They were all dressed up, with the best outfits in their closets, with Heijab or without, they made sure to be noticed by everyone, why do you think that happened? The Tripoli International Fair is an Event, a chance for women to be looked at and Noticed by the public, Man or Women, a chance to be admired , liked, and went after. Since this is a conservative Islamic society, we don’t have the privilege of having Discos, or social clubs, let alone night clubs where couples can have a date, it is somehow forbidden. So the girls of all ages try to make the most of such kind of event, and maybe come out of it with a companion that might in the future become a potential husband. Yeah that is what all women who go to this fair aim for. Making a catch.
· Boys: yes boys, they come to this event to work out the utmost moves in bothering and doing nothing but going after girls and eating like pigs, it is outrages the ignorance they live in, they are not there to make purchase or business or not even to educate themselves.
· Families, who are there just to have a change in the routine of their lives.
So if you’re going this fair put the above categories in mind and make sure you don’t fit in the wrong category.
MB
· First thing I noticed are the women!! They were all dressed up, with the best outfits in their closets, with Heijab or without, they made sure to be noticed by everyone, why do you think that happened? The Tripoli International Fair is an Event, a chance for women to be looked at and Noticed by the public, Man or Women, a chance to be admired , liked, and went after. Since this is a conservative Islamic society, we don’t have the privilege of having Discos, or social clubs, let alone night clubs where couples can have a date, it is somehow forbidden. So the girls of all ages try to make the most of such kind of event, and maybe come out of it with a companion that might in the future become a potential husband. Yeah that is what all women who go to this fair aim for. Making a catch.
· Boys: yes boys, they come to this event to work out the utmost moves in bothering and doing nothing but going after girls and eating like pigs, it is outrages the ignorance they live in, they are not there to make purchase or business or not even to educate themselves.
· Families, who are there just to have a change in the routine of their lives.
So if you’re going this fair put the above categories in mind and make sure you don’t fit in the wrong category.
MB
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