One week ago as I was enjoying my supper, I spontaneously kept staring at my fork. It was like my eyes were focused on it. Then, this very moment, I imagined myself in old times when there was no fork on earth and I was travelling in time to catch a blink on cutlery used by the human beings.
Next, I considered the healthily weighted figures of Asian people. They owed that gift partly to the chopsticks they used as cutlery. Since, they prevented consumers from devouring their meals in seconds, yet let them delight their food slowly- Asians are faster, though - and patiently. That advantage of chopsticks also helped the consumer with an easier digestion. All together, those pros gave them a way to keep their weights within limits and gain today’s appearances!
Picturing the Western hemisphere without forks, the next probable idea would mean more fatter people wherever you look.
EA
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
I Got A New Notepad. Does Anyone Have A Pen?
The reason that I couldn’t publish any articles last three weeks, is that I had to take care of the things before I moved to Germany.
“If you had a chance to do it here, would you still desire to go?” she asked. The time those words spilled out of her mouth, every letters of it struck me in the head and made me go through all my life story again. Yet, it didn’t take me long to return her query. The answer was yes! Cause I had bought a new “Notepad” and filling its white empty pages out in a new site would first soothe my soul and allow me discover the unknown.
With those expectations and longing for any stable life along with my consequential career, I came up with a really good deal. I got my flight ticket, payed for an excess baggage, flied in business class, landed in Frankfurt, moved to a hotel room, experienced a satisfactory vista, met with my colleagues and let the chronometer tick by again.
I wish the “Notepad” has enough pages to keep all of my adventures in it and I don’t get out of ink before my pen gets broken. Thus, it is better that you keep an eye on it!
EA
“If you had a chance to do it here, would you still desire to go?” she asked. The time those words spilled out of her mouth, every letters of it struck me in the head and made me go through all my life story again. Yet, it didn’t take me long to return her query. The answer was yes! Cause I had bought a new “Notepad” and filling its white empty pages out in a new site would first soothe my soul and allow me discover the unknown.
With those expectations and longing for any stable life along with my consequential career, I came up with a really good deal. I got my flight ticket, payed for an excess baggage, flied in business class, landed in Frankfurt, moved to a hotel room, experienced a satisfactory vista, met with my colleagues and let the chronometer tick by again.
I wish the “Notepad” has enough pages to keep all of my adventures in it and I don’t get out of ink before my pen gets broken. Thus, it is better that you keep an eye on it!
EA
Monday, August 16, 2010
A Bird in Hand is Worth Than Two in the Bush!
Hello my Groupies! As every Sunday's tradition- publishing an article- today I decided to make a difference and issue a short story that I scribbled 7 years ago! Here it is! Enjoy reading!
Sounds of crashing stones on the bedrooms window made Niemans wake up in midnight and stumble with all his power toward the window. Lifted up, his head passing through it, stared down at the guy, who got him sleepless. He was his best friend, Carlo and understood that it was an offer to go out maybe to the park, downtown or maybe to the girls. Carlo was shouting at him to come down for a different offer, going to the gamble.
In fact, it wasn’t midnight. Niemans guessed so, because of being so exhausted working much more than he was accustomed to. By the time, he arrived at his home door, threw himself onto his brand new cosy bed having the overalls on and fell asleep when he put his head into the feathered pillow. Woken up by Carlo and found himself in sweat, running over his neck down into his laundry.
“Be quick you fecking man” Carlo was yelling so with his amusing Irish accent and Niemans didn’t get late responding to him. “Shut the fuck up! I am coming now, wait some more.” He pulled his all wet clothes off and changed into a pair of black jeans, a white t-shirt printed with a dolphin pic and his white oxford shoes under all beauty. He made his way down to the apartments front door. As he opened it, saw a sports Mercedes flashing in his hazel eyes. What a beauty he thought in his mind.
-“Where did you find it, man?”
-“Long story. Come in, feck the rest…”
They went to an Irish pub to celebrate Carlo’s new ostentatious Mercedes. All bill belonged to Carlo as you thought, First, they had an appetizer and then ordered some chips beside two pints. They had so much fun by Carlo’s and Niemans’ continuous jokes one after another. They weren’t precisely drunk, yet tipsy. “Now tell me your plan we will carry out tonight” Niemans said, his eyes focused on Carlo.
-“Like to go poker. Any problems with that?”
-“No, and that I got my salary is miracle.”
-“Ok. So what are we fecking waiting for? Raise your fecking hips from your hot place and we had better get on our way.”
They left the pub even by leaving some tip along with the payment, got in brand new cabriolet Mercedes and headed to a nearest casino. Despite it was convenient, took forty-five minutes to arrive there. As they showed up in front of the building , having blinking lights on, an attendant met them in the hallway, keys dangling down from his trousers’ hanger. Carlo tossed the car key toward him and he catched it in the air on time. Meanwhile, they heard screeching brakes behind them and got surprised about what they saw facing backwards. A sunburnt leg appeared first, then the whole body of her, mini skirt on her waist, long blond hair hanging down, green eyes, made up face. She was so beautiful and glittering that neither of them could manage to leave their eyes from her. They were nearly about to fall in her. Her steps were so rigid that the sounds of her high heels clicking on the tiled floor could be heard by everyone around.
She was arrogant as much as being attractive. However, she achieved to gain everyone’s fascination on her. Carlo’s heart was palpitating when she got closer to him and said “ Let’s play!”, putting a kiss on his red cheek. He got surprised to hear such a sudden offer and nodded about that walking behing her, eyes focused on her shaking side-to-side hips. They went through the archway into the casino and felt like changing into another people. Since it was the first time, they would play poker in a casino. Moreover, the young lady’s seducing attitudes to Carlo made this visit too enthusiastic.
Carlo and Niemans were making money and this was obvious from the laughters. Their faces were indicating happiness. At this luck of earning, they wanted to carry on playing betting all, vastly self-confident, and found themselves with empty penniless pockets. For she got their all money and made them return home by a lemon local cab, their heads down following the track to the exit. That young lady did an embarrassing favor and payed the drive fee to the cabbie, for good.
That was a good experience in their lives, which taught them an unforgettable lesson. A bird in hand was worth than two in the bush!
EA
Sounds of crashing stones on the bedrooms window made Niemans wake up in midnight and stumble with all his power toward the window. Lifted up, his head passing through it, stared down at the guy, who got him sleepless. He was his best friend, Carlo and understood that it was an offer to go out maybe to the park, downtown or maybe to the girls. Carlo was shouting at him to come down for a different offer, going to the gamble.
In fact, it wasn’t midnight. Niemans guessed so, because of being so exhausted working much more than he was accustomed to. By the time, he arrived at his home door, threw himself onto his brand new cosy bed having the overalls on and fell asleep when he put his head into the feathered pillow. Woken up by Carlo and found himself in sweat, running over his neck down into his laundry.
“Be quick you fecking man” Carlo was yelling so with his amusing Irish accent and Niemans didn’t get late responding to him. “Shut the fuck up! I am coming now, wait some more.” He pulled his all wet clothes off and changed into a pair of black jeans, a white t-shirt printed with a dolphin pic and his white oxford shoes under all beauty. He made his way down to the apartments front door. As he opened it, saw a sports Mercedes flashing in his hazel eyes. What a beauty he thought in his mind.
-“Where did you find it, man?”
-“Long story. Come in, feck the rest…”
They went to an Irish pub to celebrate Carlo’s new ostentatious Mercedes. All bill belonged to Carlo as you thought, First, they had an appetizer and then ordered some chips beside two pints. They had so much fun by Carlo’s and Niemans’ continuous jokes one after another. They weren’t precisely drunk, yet tipsy. “Now tell me your plan we will carry out tonight” Niemans said, his eyes focused on Carlo.
-“Like to go poker. Any problems with that?”
-“No, and that I got my salary is miracle.”
-“Ok. So what are we fecking waiting for? Raise your fecking hips from your hot place and we had better get on our way.”
They left the pub even by leaving some tip along with the payment, got in brand new cabriolet Mercedes and headed to a nearest casino. Despite it was convenient, took forty-five minutes to arrive there. As they showed up in front of the building , having blinking lights on, an attendant met them in the hallway, keys dangling down from his trousers’ hanger. Carlo tossed the car key toward him and he catched it in the air on time. Meanwhile, they heard screeching brakes behind them and got surprised about what they saw facing backwards. A sunburnt leg appeared first, then the whole body of her, mini skirt on her waist, long blond hair hanging down, green eyes, made up face. She was so beautiful and glittering that neither of them could manage to leave their eyes from her. They were nearly about to fall in her. Her steps were so rigid that the sounds of her high heels clicking on the tiled floor could be heard by everyone around.
She was arrogant as much as being attractive. However, she achieved to gain everyone’s fascination on her. Carlo’s heart was palpitating when she got closer to him and said “ Let’s play!”, putting a kiss on his red cheek. He got surprised to hear such a sudden offer and nodded about that walking behing her, eyes focused on her shaking side-to-side hips. They went through the archway into the casino and felt like changing into another people. Since it was the first time, they would play poker in a casino. Moreover, the young lady’s seducing attitudes to Carlo made this visit too enthusiastic.
Carlo and Niemans were making money and this was obvious from the laughters. Their faces were indicating happiness. At this luck of earning, they wanted to carry on playing betting all, vastly self-confident, and found themselves with empty penniless pockets. For she got their all money and made them return home by a lemon local cab, their heads down following the track to the exit. That young lady did an embarrassing favor and payed the drive fee to the cabbie, for good.
That was a good experience in their lives, which taught them an unforgettable lesson. A bird in hand was worth than two in the bush!
EA
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Why Should We Live Alone When There Are Billions of Our Opposite Genders?
Why should we live alone when there are billions of our opposite genders? I ask myself that question with every awakening when my eyes open to a new day by my lonesome in bed.
People born and pass away each second and every closing eyes let small actors and actresses join in the theaterplay played on the great soil stage. That stage has diversely featured actors and actresses on it. Every one of them is uploaded with role-plays and tries to act them in the best ways. Sometimes getting over the borders and adopting the others’ role-plays expose them to audience’s antipathy and loathing. But sometimes they keep themselves in margins and gain their affinity.
At the age of earlier 20’s, which is the best duration of whole life span, I can not make my mind up to spend my beauteous existence solitarly on that stage. Furthermore, the stage doesn’t shelter its stars to be exploited to the bitter end. Because they succumb to the ineluctable mortality. Thus, before coming down the stage, I need a divine actress to perform my role and to give my love. Since my motto conveys me to that type of philosophy:
“There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved...Let there be more joy and laughter in your living!”
EA
People born and pass away each second and every closing eyes let small actors and actresses join in the theaterplay played on the great soil stage. That stage has diversely featured actors and actresses on it. Every one of them is uploaded with role-plays and tries to act them in the best ways. Sometimes getting over the borders and adopting the others’ role-plays expose them to audience’s antipathy and loathing. But sometimes they keep themselves in margins and gain their affinity.
At the age of earlier 20’s, which is the best duration of whole life span, I can not make my mind up to spend my beauteous existence solitarly on that stage. Furthermore, the stage doesn’t shelter its stars to be exploited to the bitter end. Because they succumb to the ineluctable mortality. Thus, before coming down the stage, I need a divine actress to perform my role and to give my love. Since my motto conveys me to that type of philosophy:
“There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved...Let there be more joy and laughter in your living!”
EA
Sunday, August 1, 2010
The Eye of a Needle
Yesterday night, on my way back to home I had an opportunity to realize a new thing about Turkish culture. It was about the distances among the cars standing in red light.
It is known that Turkish people are friendly and close in their relations and contacts. It is due to the coordianates it is located in the world. It has warm climate and lively people. However, as you head for northern countries, it is to be perceived that the inhabitants living there, do not keep gestures and mimes as friendly as Turkish people do.
I do not aim to compare populations’ conducts, yet the standing and routing positions of the motor vehicles in traffic between Turkey and the other countries.
In northern lands, vehicles come to a halt sparing enough spaces between each other in red light. Nevertheless, in Turkey, as I brought up above, drivers retain so close spots in red light that lets only one person to walk through. Reason of which lies in the features and characteristics of Turkish citizens. I wish you see what I mean ☺
EA
It is known that Turkish people are friendly and close in their relations and contacts. It is due to the coordianates it is located in the world. It has warm climate and lively people. However, as you head for northern countries, it is to be perceived that the inhabitants living there, do not keep gestures and mimes as friendly as Turkish people do.
I do not aim to compare populations’ conducts, yet the standing and routing positions of the motor vehicles in traffic between Turkey and the other countries.
In northern lands, vehicles come to a halt sparing enough spaces between each other in red light. Nevertheless, in Turkey, as I brought up above, drivers retain so close spots in red light that lets only one person to walk through. Reason of which lies in the features and characteristics of Turkish citizens. I wish you see what I mean ☺
EA
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Introduction of my brand new VestEA
Dear Followers,
As promised to issue the photos of my brand new vest design, VestEA, I located them in the blog to gather views of you! It wasn't an easy job to succeed cause I, myself, devoted lot of my time on it until the last scenes to capture. Normally, I didn't study design or fashion, yet mechanical engineering. Recently I realised that I host the exceptional creativity in me and decided to benefit from that gift to get further steps in fashion.
VestEA is the beginning of my fashion career and believed to be an excellent reflection of my character!
I am open to all critics and personal views of you, since they will help carry me and my brand EA Seducing Luxury to the peaks of highlands!
EA
As promised to issue the photos of my brand new vest design, VestEA, I located them in the blog to gather views of you! It wasn't an easy job to succeed cause I, myself, devoted lot of my time on it until the last scenes to capture. Normally, I didn't study design or fashion, yet mechanical engineering. Recently I realised that I host the exceptional creativity in me and decided to benefit from that gift to get further steps in fashion.
VestEA is the beginning of my fashion career and believed to be an excellent reflection of my character!
I am open to all critics and personal views of you, since they will help carry me and my brand EA Seducing Luxury to the peaks of highlands!
EA
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
EA SEDUCING LUXURY
Hello Everyone! My name is Emre AYDIN! This page will serve me as an advertisement of my new brand "EA Seducing Luxury" and convey personal updates, challenging ideas and significant observations to my curious Enthusiasts!
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What a nice Job I succeded! I am totally honored!
Surrounds my body and makes me feel comfortable. Moreover, lets me sense Overconfident!
Cheering up during the shoots!
Swinging in the heaven-like-garden...
Pure & Naive
Stillness of heart, eyes sharp direct toward the lens, Little sunshine illuminates the EA... Ohhh Great Time & Full Enjoyment
Last Happy moments from the Shooting. I can never thank you enough to my Photographer Fezan Gönensin and Styler Ceylan Alp. They did a brilliant Work!
As can be seen from the shoot I took over the clouds at the altitude of 2000m in Alpen, I listen to my soul, alone and delighted. It is the verification of Brave New World!
First Shoots
Realizing a Grasshopper
Bubbling red, thinking white, boozing blue, dreaming black
I took it too much easy!
Spiralling down the snail, so naive, just as in Catalogues!
Free Flying Trainings
Modern times Genoese in front of the Christea Turris
Party on the boulevard with Mehpare
Black or White!