pondelok 28. decembra 2009


The first day of class our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" And she gave me a giant squeeze.
"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a couple of children, and then retire and travel."
"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped all of her 3 x 5 note cards.
Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order, so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.
If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything, I will still turn eighty-eight. Any body can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in change.
Have no regrets. The elderly rarely have regrets for the things we did, but rather for things we did NOT do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."
She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose".
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics. At the years end, Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.
One week after graduation, Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.
These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.


nedeľa 13. decembra 2009

Traditional Wedding Dress

White wedding dresses were not in vogue during the Middle Ages—blue was the traditional symbol of purity. Often a band of blue ribbon would be worn by the bride and groom, this is where we get the part of the traditional rhyme where the bride should wear "something blue". Bridal dresses could have been any color.


Anne de Bretagne (1477 - 1514)

Her marriage with Maximilian I, which took place at Rennes on the 19th of December 1490, gained Anne the title Queen of the Romans but proved to have serious consequences.

Maximilian I of Habsburg
Maximilian I of Habsburg (1459 - 1519) ,Holy Roman Emperor,  was born in Vienna as the son of the Emperor Frederick III and Eleanor of Portugal...
and 519 years later on the 19th of December
my daughter get married  as well...


nedeľa 6. decembra 2009


I’ve had a big problem in my office recently... I was very frustrated before finding the first solution... a small light...but I found it
Thanks God for it
Thanks for this solution...works great.
And I hope to find a solution for the rest also very soon...Keep your fingers crossed for me...please...

nedeľa 25. októbra 2009




nedeľa 4. októbra 2009


When a man loves too,
hardly know that the other
does not love at all...


Old Montreal

is a part of downtown Montreal that has been preserved in much of its original state, with the oldest buildings dating back to the 1600's. This historic neighborhood is a safe and vibrant community and is European in character.
Old Montreal has retained its heritage with winding streets, old market squares and the Notre Dame Basilica completed in 1829.
The Bank of of Montreal, Chateau Ramezay, and the City Hall in Place Jacques Cartier are just some of the reminders of the past. McGill University was established in 1821, and is probably the most prestigious of Canada's Universities.
MAKE no mistake: visiting Montreal is not like going to Paris. True, the brooding facades and crooked streets of Old Montreal feel distinctly European, and yes, the locals take their French seriously. But don’t confuse this cosmopolitan Canadian port city for a fusty, Old World wannabe. Freshened up by a wave of trendy new hotels, shops and restaurants, Montreal sings its own tune — and it sounds more like Arcade Fire, the homegrown indie band, than La Marseillaise.
The Basilique Notre Dame is a must see when you visit Old Montreal. This amazing basilica is reminscent of the Sainte Chapelle in Paris and was modeled after the famous church.
Let's enjoy some pictures:

sobota 19. septembra 2009


All my bags are packed,

I'm ready to go
I'm standing' here
outside your door
I hate to wake you up
 to say goodbye


So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never
 let me go


I'll attend a conference in Montreal

I'll be back a week from tomorrow.


pondelok 7. septembra 2009


Island is known as the Pearl of the Atlantic, the floating Garden. Has a mild climate throughout the entire year.
Discovered early in the 15th century by the Portuguese navigators João Gonçalves Zarco.
Madeira is brimming with smiles and is famed for its amazing variety
of walking terrain with an extraordinarily dramatic coastline and towering sea cliffs. There are breathtaking gorges, deep ravines and a network of peaceful levadas that wander across the open moorlands up to the wild and rugged mountains.

Have a look at those gorgeous photos- slide.


štvrtok 27. augusta 2009


Hello my friends. Due to my business trip to Funchal, Madeira, there may be a short delay with the connection on my blog. So see you soon...


štvrtok 20. augusta 2009

Leonard Cohen Tour 2009

Leonard Cohen

legendary Canadian singer and songwriter,
will perform at Bratislava's Incheba Expo Arena
on Friday, August 28, 2009

One of the most fascinating and enigmatic - if not the most successful - singer, songwriters of the late '60s, Leonard Cohen has retained an audience across four decades of music-making interrupted by various digressions into personal and creative exploration, all of which have only added to the mystique surrounding him. Second only to Bob Dylan (and perhaps Paul Simon), he commands the attention of critics and younger musicians more firmly than any other musical figure from the 1960s who is still working at the outset of the 21st century, which is all the more remarkable an achievement for someone who didn't even aspire to a musical career until he was in his thirties.
Leonard Norman Cohen was born into a middle-class Jewish family in the Montreal suburb of Westmount.in 1934, a year before Elvis Presley or Ronnie Hawkins, and his background - personal, social, and intellectual - couldn't have been more different from those of any rock stars of any generation; nor can he be easily compared even with any members of the generation of folksingers who came of age in the 1960s. Though he knew some country music and played it a bit as a boy, he didn't start performing on even a semi-regular basis, much less recording, until after he had already written several books - and as an established novelist and poet, his literary accomplishments far exceed those of Bob Dylan or most anyone else who one cares to mention in music, at least this side of operatic librettists such as Hugo Von Hoffmanstahl or Stefan Zweig, figures from another musical and cultural world

nedeľa 16. augusta 2009


Love isn't a decision. It's a feeling.
If we could decide who we loved,
it would be much simpler,
but much less magical.
(Trey Parker and Matt Stone, 1998 )

sobota 8. augusta 2009


In the settlement St. Margarethen (Austria), only about 50 km from Vienna is a 2-thousand-years old Roman quarry of Leitha limestone. Stone from this quarry was used in the construction of St. Stephen's Cathedral and other buildings in Vienna.
Every summer, it is the venue for an open air opera, which has a fantastic reputation. Open air stage is the largest natural stage in Europe. During the summer come artists of different countries here. Last summer it was opera


and this summer it is

by Giuseppe Verdi. The performance was as usual gorgeous...

The opera focuses on the story of Rigoletto, the Duke of Mantova’s jester. The material Verdi excitedly wrote about Victor Hugo’s drama "Le roi s’amuse", which he adopted for his opera – a work composed in a creative frenzy.
It tells the tale of a middle aged hunch-backed court Jester, employed by the overly licentious Duke of Mantova, who is overly protective of his only daughter, Gilda. Poor Rigoletto gets a curse on him, his daughter was kidnapped. Rigoletto swears vengeance on the Duke.

The aria "Povero RIGOLETTO" superbly express his sorrow.

sobota 25. júla 2009


Hello my dear friends,
I’ll give you a break...  My holiday time, for a next 21 days, will start  at last....
I leave tomorrow and this song  will stay with you in my absence....
When I return I hope it will be more to share. See you than...take care


piatok 17. júla 2009

Why does it feel so good?

Holding you closer
It's time that I told you
Everything's going to be fine
Know that you're leaving
And try to belive it
Take me one step at a time
Think of tomorrow
We beg, steal or borrow
To make all we can in the sun
While we are moving
The music is soothing
Troubles we all have begun

If this ain't love
Why does it feel so good?

nedeľa 12. júla 2009


Benjamin Franklin once said, "If you would be loved, love and be lovable." Love is something we are all in at least one time or another in our life. There are many different meanings for the word love and many people interpret it differently. When you love someone you care not only about them as a person, but also about their well being. When they are hurt, you feel hurt and when they are in pain you feel pain also. Their physical and emotional problems are not only theirs, but they are yours as well. To be in love means to care about that person so deeply that your life would not be complete without them. The fact that you cherish one person so much is a blessing to some, as well as a gift.

The following fable tells of an orphan girl who had all the happiness in the world.

"There is a wonderful fable about a young orphan girl who had no family and no one to love her. One day, feeling exceptionally sad and lonely, she was walking through the meadow when she noticed a small butterfly caught unmercifully in a thornbush. The more the butterfly struggled to free itself, the deeper the thorns cut into the butterfly from its captivity. Instead of flying away, the little butterfly changed into a beautiful fairy. The young girl rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

'For your wonderful kindness,' the good fairy said to the girl, 'I will grant you any wish you would like.'

The little girl thought for a moment and then replied, 'I want to be happy!'

The fairy said, 'Very well,' and leaned toward her and whispered in her ear. Then the good fairy vanished.

As the little girl grew up, there was no one in the land as happy as she. Everyone asked her the secret of her happiness. She would only smile and answer, 'The secret of my happiness is that I listened to a good fairy
 when I was a...

utorok 30. júna 2009

There's just one thing

There's just one thing...

Oh, he treats me with respect, he says he loves me all the time
He calls me fifteen times a day, he likes to make sure that I'm fine

You know I've never met a man who's made me feel quite so secure
He's not like all them other boys, they're all so dumb and immature
~♥~~♥~ ~♥~
Oh, I lie here in the middle of the bed
I'm feeling pretty damn ,
Then I remember all the nice things that you ever said to me
Maybe I'm just overreacting, maybe you're the one for me
~♥~~♥~ ~♥~
There's just one thing that's getting in the way...


pondelok 22. júna 2009

Do you really wanna know me

If you wanna get to know me
Then you gotta show me

Can you be there for me?

Are you strong enough?

Can you be my friend till the very end?


Do you really wanna know me ...
....show me what's on your mind...

streda 17. júna 2009


Actually I'm already finish my big project for the branch of Austrian bank...so would you like to join me for a fresh coffee or tea...?

A poet once described friends as ”the sunshine of life.” I myself have found that the day is certainly much brighter when I’m sharing it with my friends. Enjoying friendship is one of life’s sweetest blessings and joys. What would we do without people and the many shadings of companionship and camaraderie? We need friends in our lives, friends with whom we not only discuss ”deep” issues and confide our secrets, fears, or sorrows, but with whom we can laugh, play, and even cry. The best times in life are made a thousand times better when shared with a dear friend.
Camaraderie is definitely a part of friendship, and camaraderie it self can often produce friendships, too. When we reach out to others, they reach out to us. It’s a two-way street, a street practically lined with balloons and streamers in celebration of the unique bonds of friendship.

Friends are indeed the ”sunshine of Life.” ...at least for me...

pondelok 15. júna 2009

I think I'd miss you even if we'd never met

I think I'd miss you even if we'd never met

You do take my breathe away.
You make my heart beat faster.
You make my palms sweat.
That doesn't mean I don't love you .
It means I do.
You know the heart does things the mind cannot explain.
My heart doesnt race for anyone else.
A thousand times a day I tell you I love the way you sing
Even though it makes me cry, it's my favorite time to be alive
And all I know is I feel lose without you
"I miss you" is not enough
I know the story's old, it's been told a million times before
But to tell it feels so good
It reminds me that not all I do is right
And all I know is I feel so lost without you.
Cause you are the brightest star
And I'm in love with who you are