Will you change? Will you be here when I need you? Is there an unknown hidden you?
Who are you? Why do I love you? Who will you be in twenty years?
But wait a second. You are yourself and I love you.
“Never love someone whom you think you need to mend – or who makes you feel like you should be mended” Caitlin Moran
Keeping traditions whilst embracing modernity and diversity
Ancient traditions, other cultures and modern habits can complement each other.
The future does not replace the past, the foreign does not erase the local
You learn from each other and from your past whilst moving forward…
Wealth is in the eye of the person who spots gold in people,
Not in the pocket of the person who owns.
Me, you, us and what you would like me and us to be…
Balance, limits. This is who I am and who I want to remain.
Feeling, sharing. This is who I think I should be to please you.
But Us is just the mix of you and me, an ongoing and flexible construction, not a predefined condition.
When you die, we say you rest
Not because you will wake up again
Because in our hearts, our love for you never dies.
You do not break up a relationship.
The bound of love is unbreakable.
You never cut all ties, even silence between two former lovers is a link.
Memories might be socially constructed, they are emotionally bound.
Feeling loved but feeling lonely.
Feeling loved for someone you ought to be but not for who you are. Not knowing who you are anymore.
Feeling loved but feeling like a trophy.
Staying just because there is love. Any kind of love. Just to love and be loved, but who do you love if you love the relationship but not you in the relationship?
Why should we care about politics when the analysis is so bleak? Why should we act collectively when messages are so negative and results so low?
“You only have to say what you have in front of your eyes and not to elude the conclusion” Invisible committee.
A critical look gives reasons for action. And an historical look reveals that each act of destruction calls for an act of creation.
There is a demon in each of us.
Fearing the demon inside us
will only make it
Stronger and scarier…
Why do you become an activist?
You do not become an activist. A situation turns you into an activist.
An unbearable moment which you can not ignore, avoid or bypass.