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Hope you find what inspires you hereMy presentation about travelling.
We were asked at work to prepare a presentation about any topic we want. It was part of our soft skills training. And naturally, the first topic that just instantaneously hit my mind was travelling :)
And I thought it would be easy talking about it, because it’s my greatest passion. But it wasn’t that easy to figure out what exactly should I tackle, where to start, how to conclude, and what took up most of my time was thinking how will I ever say enough.
So I tried to make it as simple as possible. And all I wanted to do was send a good vibe to my colleagues regarding travelling as a “traveller” and speak briefly about the things that give travelling this enriching and lively flavor. I tried to make it as visual as possible, few words and some of my all time favorite videos. I’m hoping that they would’ve felt that vibe.
I got lovely feedback and it was really nice seeing smiles on their faces while I was presenting.
Click on the picture to see the presentation on prezi :)
A purpose that gives a lively pulse to an otherwise mundane beat of a heart..
A reason to wake up..
A faithful eternal companion..
A guarantee of unending happiness..
A sparkle in the eye from the youth of the soul..
That’s how I define passion! :)
so get up and be passionate about something! That’s how you’re really LIVE.
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Apple crumble with ice cream and caramel + Vanilla & Caramel Tea :D
My breakfast on my first day to work :) It was definitely a happy morning. And I was even happier when I got there and saw ALOT of my colleagues and friends with me. I’m in love with the work place, the people and the atmosphere. Looking forward for everyday I spend there and hoping for the best :)
الحمد لله
12/11/12… A day to remember :)
Do you know what happens when you hurt people?
They may begin to love you less, and begin to forget that they loved you once
I’m writing this now while I’m having tears in my eyes. It’s an overwhelming feeling, and I’m so glad I experienced it.
It’s 6:00 am here in Lisbon. I’m not at home, but I’m in my new lovely home. Home now is where I’m surrounded by extraordinarily amazing people. Each one of us is from a different country, and with very different backgrounds. We’re hanging out, learning, teaching, laughing, eating, travelling, and sight-seeing together all the time. And apart from all the fun, just now I experienced something that really touched my heart. And it’s the reason why I’m writing this. I want to save what happened now forever.
We just got back home from a fun night out. And for some reason I wasn’t able to sleep, so I was walking around the apartment and I met one of my flat mates. We both told each other about how we’re unable to sleep, and we grabbed something to eat and sat at the dining room. I was just staring at my laptop preparing for my session tomorrow, and I looked at my phone and saw the notification for Fajr Prayer.
So I got up and prayed, and after I finished I looked over at her and she was sitting at the dining table with her eyes closed, head bowed down, hands put together and she was looking so peaceful. She was praying too.
After she finished she looked over at me and I said with excitement “Oh you were praying too.” And I felt really happy, very surprised and EXTREMELY HUMBLED when she said “yes, thanks to you.”
We then got into a conversation about prayer. I explained briefly what Fajr prayer is and how it’s the most important prayer of the five in Islam because it’s the hardest one since it’s really early in the morning. Then she asked me how I bare to pray five times a day, every single day. She wondered about the difficulty of it.
I remember when I was younger than I am now, praying five times a day did feel difficult. But now it feels completely different and I tried to explain that. It was really hard putting this feeling into words. I felt that anything I would say wouldn’t come close to describing it, but I tried. I told her how it transformed to me from something that I must do, to something I really look forward to doing because of how peaceful it makes me feel. How it takes away all the problems that I have and leaves me calm and collected. How the feeling of burden comes from missing it, and not from doing it.
The special thing about this conversation is that it somehow really touched our hearts. It made us communicate really easily, even though sometimes it’s hard given that English is the only common language we speak and it’s a second language for both of us. We’re from different origins, we have different traditions, different life style, different views, different religion, yet we were able to completely understand each other because we’re united by our need for inner peace.
It taught me that no matter where you come from, when you see someone doing something for a good cause it fills your heart with warmth. With all the crazy things happening around us in the world, seeing someone doing something with good intentions fills us with a wonderful soothing feeling of safety. That’s how I felt when I saw her pray, I felt safe, and it was wonderful hearing from her that she felt the same.
What’s making me tear now is how she described what she felt. She humbled me with saying she’s happy meeting someone like me, and it made me cry when she told me she’ll never forget me. And we both started crying :D Then laughed about it :D And we agreed that tomorrow we’ll pray together.
Thank you my friend for giving me a moment to remember for the rest of my life, you’re an inspiration, and I’m so glad for having the pleasure of meeting someone like you.
I’ll never forget you either. :)
Looking at my calendar, I realized it was still on August even though September’s almost over! And I thought to myself, it’s funny how time passes by so quickly. That those concerns I had in August, those that consumed all my focus and kept me closely monitoring my calendar, are now in the past. I have different concerns now and different thoughts, I wouldn’t have expected that those new concerns would be here right now, in my present. Thank you my outdated calendar, for reminding me that the only thing that matters is the present. That The past’s over and done, the future is a mistery, and the present is the gift I’m given to live without worrying about both of them.
The quote in the picture above is from an inspiring book I’m reading right now called The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari by Robin Sharma
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY