Brush your teeth.. Hope is not a strategy.

January 13th, 2011

 

Ever since one of those speakers came to Microsoft and give a speech about what motivates and what does not. He said one thing I’ll never forget and remains one of my favourite quote of all time.

He said
"Hope is not a strategy”

We all wish we could do more, we all say if we had more time, I would do this extra thing that I like, learn how to play Oud, start learning a new language, I’ll start working out next year, duh duh duh.. This has been an on-going theme, at least in my life.

 

The problem with that is, I never had the time to do what I always wanted to do. I’ve always hoped to be able to understand a 4th language, play Oud, dance on2, travel more often, and a list of stuff that I have even lost count of and decided not to write anymore because I knew I will never be able to do it if I did not start now.

 

That has all changed after I read this amazing post by Sharon Pakir on brushing your teeth. Well, it wasn’t all about brushing your teeth only, but more about the simple things in life that makes your day, life happier.  The post “the simple things” had a great section about a (kick-ass) electric toothbrush, which touches on a topic that is very close to my heart an painful to my teeth at the same time. But what hit my mind was, until when will I stay use just the normal brush – not that the normal has any issues, but it is scientifically proven that electric ones are more effective. Along with that, I have always wanted to use the floss and the mouthwash. And I said to myself, I have all of them I just haven’t been using them, and there is no reason I should not. I already passed my mid-life crisis last year and if there is a time for change, it should be now, and I should not be thinking about it twice.

 

So, I decided, just like whenever I decide on something big (in my head) that I should go, ask doctors, meet people with white teeth, and search online what’s the best way to brush my teeth. And I looked at my calendar and said, damn – i barely have time to do what I have to do on daily basis, and I really really don’t have time for anything like this.. What shall I do.. :-/

 

WTH am I doing? Seriously? I want to spend couple of days just to go ask and find out, nah. There got to be something wrong. I can do it the easier way. I can just search online, find the best way, and take this as the best way to brush my teeth until I find an opportunity in the future where I meet a doctor or part of my normal check-ups, whatever the opportunity was.

 

This has suddenly hit me, I have a lot of things in my life that I have been wanting to do, and been pending in my life because I overplan and over-analyze. I don’t go to the gym because I say I need a full 3 – 6 months commitment, I don’t learn Oud because I cannot allocate time to practice and learn on my own in my free time, I did not start searching for my MBA because I am busy with doing my job today.. Nope. not anymore.

 

What I learned is:

Hope is not a strategy

I cannot hope to do things in the future specially that I have the well to do it now,

If for anything I want to do, I don’t have time. I’ll learn on the spot how to do it the best way without delaying it any further.

Action, action, action.

 

This year’s resolution is:Do not wait until next year for new year’s resolution.

Time to get back to work and finish some of the stuff I have before SCC.

T

 

p.s. I like this video. Hope you find it useful =P

In the streets of Damascus

January 3rd, 2011

What can I say where all I remember is nothing and everything.
What can I say where all I have of you is nothing but great memories, happy memories, nostalgic memories.
Memories of Jabal Qasyoon, memories of a cup of Turkish coffee every morning, every time we have a visitor and every time you run out of options to order. Memories of that little cup of tea that you have every afternoon while playing ‘Tawleh’ and smoking shisha.
Memories of different people you meet and every friend of yours has a different opinion about them.
Memories of, leave me alone in my own thoughts and my own artistcly engraved world of how beautiful this neighborhood, city, country is. And how great its people are despite everything said and seen. Despite all the smalls and the miniscule. Despite what the reality is. This is how I chose to look at it, and this is why I call it, despite where I’ve lived, where I live now and where I will live for the rest of my life, home! Or, Watan.

Memories of a real city life, full of happiness and sadness, full of hope and pain, and full of truth and lies.

My home sweet home, the place that I will always miss and always belong to. Your eagle is engraved in my heart and soon on my body. I love you, i miss you, i adore you. I belong to you.

The last couple of days and specially Wednesday Dec 29th 2010, have been great.. After a tour of more than 15 different salsa nights around the world, i had one of the best nights salsa dancing, damascus style this time, met great people, led new girls, communicated with new dancers. Simply great time. That morning, I did nothing but watch the weather until lunch time when my hunger for food was filled with the great rainy weather. Left home, went straight walking down alRawda road walking all the way in the rain. I was looking for a take away cup of tea until i saw this small minimarket that sells ice cream as a side order for school and college students who go there to buy their school requirements and their photocopy. The owner apologized for not having tea so I walked all the way yo get hot chocolate from Boceli, my new favorite place, which did not have take away either. Ended up watching the rainy cloudy  sky while sipping their hot chocolate.
I don’t know what to say. It’s mixed feelings. Its a feeling of come back and live here and work with all these nice people I met or I knew. And a feeling of stay away but not too far.

Listening to Lara Fabian, Je suis malade

In the airport getting ready to leave.

T

When you know you’re down!

January 2nd, 2011

When you know your down, leaving one of the dearest people and city to be and feel all nostalgic then watch something that makes you all happy and looking forward your next milestone, u know there is something different. =)
Watching Magna Gopal vs Marco Ferrigno dancing in Amesterdam Salsa festival.
Love it!

After long time

December 7th, 2010

 

Finally, I have time to come back online and write. This weekend, I am doing nothing but writing my overdue posts and doing some over due photos.

 

Glad the SharePoint Conference is over exceeding expectations set already. Life is good: enjoying cigar with mojito after a great night out with the salsa folks from Qatar.

 

Time to get back to my 3 bed room suite, courtesy from the Four Seasons hotel in Qatar.

quick thought

August 12th, 2010

“You can be a bimbo, a drama queen, a geek, a jock, when ur on[e] on the dance[ ]floor it about the dancing.”

So I met this odd ordinary girl in my last trip around Asia. She was in Malaysia Salsa festival. She did not like being photographed and I love photographing such people.. She loved dissing herself and create no value.. She calls it priceless because it has no value.. I call it humble.. Long story short.. She shared couple of things that stuck to my mind.. I just want to write them down for me to remember later on.

“something abt the emotion in the picture that says a lot without saying anything at all”

“it’s easy to capture beautiful women. try capturing guys when they dance.”

She mentioned that when she had seen the wall paper of my desktop.. Diary of a dance floor. http://tumblr.com/xsqfkyv2b

Time for me to get back to work and do some photo editing for the Malaysia Salsa festival..

Dubai tweeps.. Miss you guys..

MSF team.. you guys rock!

Ramadan Time.. :)

T


Around Beijing in 8 hours

July 18th, 2010

Beijing had one of the most interesting places to visit.. With the limited time I had, I wanted to visit the great places they have

  1. Summer Palace
    1. Forbidden City
  2. Temple of Heaven
  3. Great wall of China
  4. Silk Market

There are also stuff you need to see like tea ceremony and how they make pearls. In my second day, I took a tour to go around the first 3 options with a guide as well attend a tea ceremony and how they extracted pearls.

 


 

The Forbidden City

 

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Went to a store where they show you how to get the pearl.. The amount of useful stuff they create with pearl is not funny. Besides the pearl itself, they create stuff that are good for the skin, the health, foundation for women, and so many other things.


Summer Palace

 

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Break time

 

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Getting ready for lunch. the host was wearing a traditional Chinese dress.

 


 

 

 

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Fruit tea, my favourite.

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Temple of Heaven

 

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And this ends day 2.

Tareq

First day in China..

July 18th, 2010

I just want to start by saying how much I love Adobe Photoshop Lightroom. It is the photographer companion that helps do everything they need. Now we talk business.

 

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So, an almost 7 hours flight was not an issue, the one thing I wished though is if I had a window view. We actually flew over the Himalaya Mountains and got some really nice shots. I  also managed through someone to take a photo from somewhere that not everybody is allowed in =)

 


 

First day dinner

After a great comfortable flight with Emirates Airlines, I thought I would be able to go to a taxi driver or an information desk in the airport where I can simply ask a simple question hoping for a simpler answer. My question was “Any good recommendation for hotels down town?, I just need hotel number and area name!” And this lead to me going to a taxi driver and ending up in a 2.5 hours drive until I asked one of my new friends in Dubai if she could speak Chinese to a taxi driver to explain to him what I wanted. Of course she got me someone who called me immediately and explained to him. Long story short, I ended up in a 3 star hotel by the Marriott which was exactly what I was looking for.. I was starving so I ended up eating anything that could really be eaten.. Example above..

 

 


 

 

Beijing had everything, normal streets that you see everywhere else mixed with old architecture.

 

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From the window of the taxi

 


 

 

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Sex shop in one of the oldest part of the city. Wander whether this shop is ancient or new


 

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The smell was getting stronger and stronger as I was walking away from the bus and passed this thing. Once I sensed the smell was vanishing, I looked back and discovered the source.


 

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The weather was very humid, and everyone carries those Chinese fans.

 


 

 

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Different means to commute

 


 

 

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An old man that was sitting who reminded me of old people in the village back home. Walking up in the morning, waiting for a neighbor to pass by or a stranger, like me, who is taking photos of them to document their experience.

 


 

 

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One of the small streets that I wanted to go in, but apparently the thing in red in the back says “Under Construction.” Or so I read it  =)

 


 

 

 

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I was starving.. Restaurant menu and signage was the first English thing I saw ever since that morning. Did not think twice before I went in..

 

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Great place I must say


 

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Friendly staff


 

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People who went to the Olympics in China couple of years ago singed on his wall. All the walls are signed..


 

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The beautiful cats with the 3 little things sitting out side the restaurant. Did not even notice me..


 

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No, the dog was in a different area, was not looking at them..


 

 

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Art shop by China National Art Museum


 

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Something that captured my eye as I entered. Not sure who could sign, but I could not do anything cause I could write nothing but Arabic & English.


 

 

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Art

 


 

 

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Art..


 

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Art again, this time in the Silk market.


 

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Silk market is one of the must do’s when you go to Beijing.. It multi-story building where everything is pretty much cheap, and reasonably priced.. Or, as some people like to refer to it, fake.


 

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Although after many trials, she would not let me take a photo of her before I started my journey. So when I came back later in the day, I came from behind and took a photo of her.  She doesn’t ask for money although she needs it. She uses sticks to walk. She has one of the most beautiful hand writing and she writes nicely with chalk on the pavement. It takes her long time to write. Simply, a great artist.

 

And that was day 1.

T

she is a “she”

June 27th, 2010

well, those who know me for sometime by now, you know why I love salsa, you understand the basics of this universal language that I talked about earlier in (1, 2, 3 .. 5, 6, 7)

now, as any other language, people would need to communicate..

now we come to the restrictions of this language.. it’s very unlikely for two “he’s” to be communicating together in this language. it’s likely that they see each other communicating with another ‘she’ but it’s not likely to see two ‘he’s’ talking about it. at the end of the day, it’s a survival society.

 

One of the key things I love about salsa is the ‘she’ in the story..

There are many kind of she’s when it comes to the dance floor.. In my world, they are two. Feminine and other.

I love feminine.. It’s just beautiful, it’s just very ‘she’ it’s a girl.. it’s the beauty coming our from her inner part.. it’s the she in her that comes out..

 

In my humble 2.5 years of dancing, I have personally met couple of girls who are very feminine when it comes to the dance floor..  I will definitely be going through the list and I will be blogging about some of them as time goes by.. For now, I am going to start with someone that I met in the past 6 weeks. Yes, it did take me sometime to publish a post, but that’s also because it took me time to think and crystalize what I want to write about ‘she’

Her name is Abby Lindenberg. She is orginally from the US, living currently in Turkey. I must say, best thing about dancers are those who dance to express not to impress.. Where dancing is a reflection of their inner-self.. Seeing Abby on the dance floor told me a lot about her.. But enough with the talking and let’s get to action..

First, the flow.. Goes back and forth, seamlessly.. just like a woman in a relationship who adapts to her partner..

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Second, adaption.. As feminine as she is, as wild as she can get…

 

Abby, on the dance floor

 

 

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Third, sophisticated and hard to be understood sometime..

 

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This post has been in my drafts for sometime, that I am loosing what I want to say. I am sure I will remember more in the future and post something new.. I have a lot of new “she’s” that I dance with lately and the blog has yet more stuff to come..

 

Rule of thumb, at least for me, feminine is long-lasting,. sexy is instantaneous…

 

the rest is a sample of what I captured and wanted to share.. my wall has more stuff..

 

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TMandou

Something about my friends

May 28th, 2010

My friends, people who make my life the great way it is..

I just came out from a great night out for Alex and Svenja’s house warming.. These guys are just awesome. They always get me red-bull, they know I like 7 up and they hold my drink although they I know I’ll never hold theirs.

The small level of details they think of is amazing. in his invitation, Alex said, I am getting sausage that is non-pork for you. And Svenja of course took good care to know there was 7up, red-bull and bread..  Long story short, Svenja asked me if Alex ever proposes to her, she would want me to go to Germany and take pictures at their wedding.. Well, there is a thing. first Elena invites me to her wedding in Spain and now Svenja wants me to photography their wedding.. I won’t miss it for the world.

 

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The sad news is that, I’ll be missing my best friend’s wedding.. Baseel’s.. I really hope things will work out for the best, but if they don’t.. Then I may not be able to go to his engagement in mid July.

 

Anyway, there was something that give me my mid-life crisis couple of days ago that made me think..

Dude, I am 26, what I have done in my life so far.. Yes, I know those who are older are likely to be swearing at me saying, you’re only 26, I am late twenties or thirty-something.. Well, guess what, you were 26 couple of years ago and you came to life before I did.

 

 

I am 26, and yes, I am not feeling old, or have my mid-life crisis as AntonD said, but hey, every one of us goes through a period in time where they ask.. Where have I spent the past x years doing.. I am almost mid-something and I haven’t done what I dreamt of..

 

Well, I can’t remember now what triggered this in my head, but I looked back at what I have done and said, wow, I lived 26 years of my life, out of which I can say I am 100% happy on personal side, 80% from family side and that’s area of improvement and most importantly religious side which I am lacking way behind and should be a focus area.. But in my 24 hours per day, I spend 6 – 8 hours asleep and 8 – 10 hours in the office. That’s 14 – 18 hours of my day have gone on stuff that are out of my control. I only have 6 hours left per day, what I am doing in those.. Am I spending them wisely, I am just taking a lot of photos, or dancing salsa all the time.. It’s like a dirty math problem.  Well, regardless of what, where or whom I was spending those 6 hours with, I came to a very important conclusion.. I do not wish to spend those 6 hours with people who are not worth it.. What do I mean by that…!? People who have not contributed positively to my life, people who constantly do nothing but give you negative energy and pull you down, people who don’t know what they want in life and just like it that way, they wouldn’t listen to your advice and are there just to pull you back.. Yes, those are the kind of people I don’t want to waste my 6 hours on..

 

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In the streets of Paris with Raavi..

when something triggered the decision that, I am 26. Oh man, I am 26. Do you know what that means, quarter of an era has passed and I am not sure if I have achieved what I want to do in life.. Thank God I am luck to have great parents, good friends, satisfying job, great religion and many other stuff that helps me keep going.. But hey, I am not getting any younger and my time is being wasted with people

 

Key learning: For every day that I will spend in my life for the rest of my life, I will only do what I feel like doing and I know is not giving me any negative energy.

1, 2, 3 .. 5, 6, 7

May 7th, 2010

 

One of the key elements for a society to survive is to communicate.  Different people have different ways to communicate. If you were amongst the lucky human beings, you were brought up and could communicate with others by talking. Others are less fortunate but can still communicate with sign language. I have always envied those who spoke multiple languages. You can see them simply standing there and have the ability to speak to many people that it would be hard for me to speak with.

 

So I insisted on learning a language, a special language that not everyone understands, a language that is unique and special, yet universal.  I was limited with my thoughts when I started.. Do I want to speak English – my second language – and maybe the second most spoken language in the world. Or continue learning French and use it in some of the countries it is limited to. Maybe Spanish, which comes from Latin origins and will help me communicate with other Latin languages – hopefully. Well, decision was very hard, I was born speaking Arabic, learned English for more than 10 years in school, French for 4 years in summer through college time, and Spanish later on while working for couple of months.

 

I learned and communicated with so many people through many different languages that I spoke, or thought I could speak, but none of them was universal enough to help me connect with special and unique people around the world.

 

Until one day, I found that language.  It was different.. It had different structure, multiple yet limited number of accents, and most importantly, it was universal enough.

 

The language itself was unique in many dimensions. One of those dimensions is the length of conversations, the second thing was the consistency across its sentences and the third thing is, its variety.

 

Each conversation in this language had paragraphs, each paragraph had sentences, each sentence had exact number of words. It goes as the follow

 

1, 2, 3… 5, 6, 7

1, 2, 3… 5, 6, 7.. 1, 2, 3… 5, 6, 7

1, 2, 3… 5, 6, 7.. 1, 2, 3… 5, 6, 7.. 1, 2, 3… 5, 6, 7

1, 2, 3… 5, 6, 7

1, 2, 3… 5, 6, 7.. 1, 2, 3… 5, 6, 7

1, 2, 3… 5, 6, 7

Sometime, you will find sections which is only, 1, 2…….7 without the numbers in between, but that’s part of the language.

 

The easy thing about this language is that, the moment you understand its basics 1, 2, 3… 5, 6, 7, you can pretty much know how to communicate. At least good enough to be able to have a continue a paragraph and hopefully a sentence.

 

Now, I have been speaking this language for almost 2 years..  When people find out I speak this language, I feel privileged. Some of them wish they actually speak it themselves. It helped me create a huge circle of friends from around the world. I spoke it in the US, Spain, France, Portugal, Germany, Dubai, and I am sure that anywhere I go, I will be able to speak it.

 

In tributes for a great universal language and great speakers from around the world.. The language of salsa.. Communicating what you feel, desire, want, hate, love, fancy, dream of, and can’t live without,

 

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Keep dancing my friends..

 

Dance to express, not to impress..

TMandou