Visual illusions?

The moon ate the building? :)

Pasazhi Hazzo Pulo

Sot dua t'ju flas pak per nje pasazh te Stambollit te cilin e dua shume dhe e vizitoj shpesh.
Pasazhi Hazzo Pulo , gjendet ne Taksim(rrugen Istiklal) pra nje nga rruget me te populluara dhe vizituara te qytetit.
Pas punimeve 21 vjeçare , ky pasazh i hapur ne vitin 1871, nga tregtari grek me te njejtin emer, si fillim u perdor nga Turqit e Rinj (grup militant qe ri-ndezi levizjen e monarkise gjate periudhes se perandorise Osmane).Ne fillim te diteve te tij , katet e siperme te banesave perdoreshin si shtepi ndersa te poshtmet si vende pune.
Pasazhi ka 3 dyer te ndryshme dhe banesa me 5 kate.
Ajo qe e ben ate te veçante eshte se e ruan ende atmosferen e diteve te kaluara , se bashku me shtepite dhe dyqanet e ruajtura ne menyre perfekte.
Vlen te veçohet ketu dyqani i kapeleve vintage i zonjes Katja i cili i reziston kohes me tere forcen dhe bukurine nostalgjike te tij.
Une per vete sa here kaloj andej me mbesin syte tek kapelet ,tek te cilat kushdo qe mund ti hedhe nje veshtrim me pakez fantazi mund te gjalleroje ne syte e tij , Rita Hayworth,Vivien Leigh dhe sa e sa heroina te tjera te ekranit dhe karakteret e tyre te paharrueshme.
Po ashtu nje ndertese e rendesishme e pasazhit ka qene dhe salla e operas-teatrit Çuhayciyan, nje ndertese e rendesishme e shekullit te kaluar.
Si dhe pjese e njohur e pasazhit eshte dhe shtepia e veres qe mban te njejtin titull me pasazhin.
Ndersa ne ditet e sotme pasazhi eshte i populluar nga dyqane te zanatçinjve te ndryshem si rrobaqepes,shites arturinash,argjendare,librashites etj.Pasazhi hapet ne 7.30 te mengjesit dhe mbyllet ne 20.30 te darkes.
Nuk eshte shume i madh por ka nje atmosfere shume te veçante ne kete pasazh, mbase thjesht nga ideja se eshte nje nga vendet e pakta ku mund ta ndjesh , prekesh , marresh eren e se shkuares.
Qe kur futesh nga dera e tij nostalgjike , te mirepret nje oborr i kendshem, i shtruar me kalldrem , me disa stola ne mes te tij , te vendosur me qellim uljeje dhe jo vetem shplodhjeje por dhe soditjetjeje sepse nuk mund te kalosh pa e soditur e qemtuar çdo skaj te ketij pasazhi.
Ne te djathte ndodhet dhe nje çajtore me tavolina dhe stola te ulet , stacion ky i paevitueshem dhe i detyrueshem do te thoja per t'ja nxjerre zine :) pasazhit.
Nje kafe apo çaj i zi, nje loje tavell,bisedim me miqte, apo dhe nje shfletim i ndonje libri te vjeter ,faqezverdhur e eremire (qe mund ta gjeni ne ndonje nga librashitesit e pasazhit) i bejne vertet te paharrueshme ato momente qe do kaloni aty.
Eh pa harruar te shkrepni dhe ndonje fotografi apo te bleni diçka te vogel qofte dhe si kujtim prej ketij pasazhi te paharruar.

p.s: dhe nje foto shtepie ne kete pasazh:http://www.flickr.com/photos/eni/404581143/in/set-72157594493824308

Bac , u kry!

Happy Kosova Independence! 17.02.2008!
Finally Kosova saw the independence light!

All is full of snow:)

It was 2 years we haven't had any snow here in Istanbul.
As a person grown up in Tirana , Albania , a city with a mild mediterranean climate, I remember always myself missing snow and looking forward to see the snowing days.
In fact, after coming to Istanbul I have seen snow several times, but as I told you it was 2 years we hadn't any snow.



This year was better , because we have had snow twice on the previous months, but not anything serious anyway.
When I got out today to go to work, hundreds of snow crystals blowed to my face.It was cold , but I loved that refreshing feeling.So I just walked , ignoring the cold and the snow melting in my coat.
And when I was at work everything was wonderfully covered, under this splendid whitish cotton like surface.



So I just got some pics , trying to show you how great Istanbul looks today:) Hope you enjoy...

Only the lonely!

This one is dedicated to all the lonely people or people who think "Valentine's Day" sucks!
Cheers!

Tirana Color

I love my city's colorful dinamic urban boxes:)

My cable trip to Dajti Mountain

The photos will show you better:) I shot most of them from the cable .It was real fun!
p.s: this photo goes for the one that can't see the slideshow.heck , they have censured slideshow here in Turkey so I'm not able to use it properly:(( i'm so sick of it :((

Steps

I love steps.
They are what make us go ahead.
What make us change , and not only our position, but our whole placement altogether with all what binds it with us.They are what get us closer to our resolutions.

They are the most particular and important part of renewal .
I say this as one has to has courage to make the first step ain't it?

It entails courage and decisiveness to make a step.
A step is the very begining of a still not known future , the very first companion of foolhardiness, and the very first knock to a possible accomplishment as well as the closest path to collapse.
For that reason, not all of us can figure out venturing.

And the ones that can't make or can't decide to make that first step are not to be blamed.
Because neither is a bless to be the all-time fearless , nor is a curse to be the backward.

What really counts I think , is perceiving the step's nature and importance and what it gets to undertake it as maybe everything is gonna be easier to be assumed after.

p.s: photo taken yesterday at Santralistanbul (www.santralistanbul.com)

Hapini dyert e tolerances...

I shquari Mevlâna , mjaft i njohur ne tere boten lindi me 30 Shtator 1207 ne qytetin Belh te shtetit te atehershem Horasan (sot gjendet ne Afganistan).
Mevlana qe nje figure dhe dijetar i shquar , doktrina,filozofia dhe mendimet e te cilit jane ende nje nga muzat e shume artisteve dhe njerezve.
Ne nje bote si kjo e sotmja , ku mbizoterojne luftrat,keqkuptimet dhe mungesa totale e mirekuptimit , doktrinat humaniste,tolerante dhe empatike te Mevlanes , jane si balsam per tere shpritrat tane.
Po ndaj sot me ju disa thenie dhe shprehje te tij.
Se pari po ve te preferuaren time:

Eja,eja, cilido qofsh ti serish eja,
ne daç i pafe,ne daç zarathustre apo pagan, ti eja;
Dera jone , nuk eshte dera e deshperimit,
edhe sikur ta kesh thyer njeqind here betimin tend , ti eja...
si dhe disa shprehje te tjera te tij:
1.Pas vdekjes sone mos nai kerkoni varret ne kete bote varret tona gjenden ne zemrat e te ndjeshmeve..2.Do te doja te isha diell , qe ne forme rrezesh te arta shperndahet neper oqeane dhe shkretetira do te desha te isha si ajo era qe fryn fytyres ajo ere qe fryn naten dhe perzihet me lutjet e te pafajshmeve...3.Nese je ti ai/ajo qe ma merr jeten, vdekja do t'me ishte kaq e embel nese jemi bashke vdekja do te ishte me e embel se ky xhan i embel...4.Mos u be nje pike , ktheje veten ne nje det meqenese ke mall per detin , zhduke piken..afrohu,afrohu5.Ose duku siç je , ose ji siç dukesh!

per me shume info rreth Mevlanes:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jalal_ad-Din_Muhammad_Balkhi-Rumi

Achtung!!!

Das ist nicht ein apfel! :)

Vendosni diçituren e kesaj fotoje:)

You've got mail :)

I love letters.I love sending and receiving letters.
I remember , during summer holidays in high school period , I used to send letters to my school friends.I also received a lot of letters.It was so much fun, to receive lots of letters a week.
We became friends with the postman and he'd say smiling when he came: Hey dude, you're lucky, this time I have 2 letters and a postcard waiting for you:)
It was fun, indeed!

And this was just 10 years ago.Not such a long time.But how much have we , our habits, our lives changed!!!
I admit it , I've become one of those lazy persons too.
Pity ; I know, but internet's limitless availability and the rush that characterizes our daily lives doesn't help at all to arouse the will of letter communication.

But all of us love to receive letters, I know.So , if we just push ourselves to do something different one day , to behave more humanly and less cyberly:), we could re-change some things.
I wanna take advantage of this self-critical post to thank my cousin and my Brasilian blogger friend
Luciano for the lovely postcards:)

P.S : I guess my 2008's sole resolution will be : sending letters and postcards to my friends:)

Qyteti i Baltes?

Rruga qe te shpie per ne pazar te ri eshte nje nga rruget e Tiranes qe dua me shume.Seç ka nje atmosfere te veçante aty, te paharrueshme te Tiranes se vjeter.Mbushem me nostalgji sa here qe kaloj.Ato shtepite e vjetra qe mrekullueshem egzistojne akoma, qe ne menyre kokeforte i egzistojne kohes. Ngazellehem sa here kaloj andej.Them me vete se akoma ka shume gjera te mira dhe te verteta ne bote.Bukuri te pahormonizuara.

Por kete here, per fat te keq nuk pata te njejten ndjesi :(
Ne ate rruge prej disa kohesh beheshin punime dhe kalimi prej andej qe kthyer ne nje makth te vertete.Sidomos per ata qe ishin te detyruar te punonin aty apo ta kalonin ate rruge perdite.
Rruga qe kthyer ne nje fushe gjigande balte, ku mbijetonin vetem akrobatet:(
Dhe u ndjeva dhe njehere keq per shume gjera te mira qe i kemi humbur apo vazhdojme ti humbasim per shkak te pakujdesise apo neglizhences.
Deri kur keshtu?

When time is not a matter of time

© Photo by Eni Turkeshi

There are places, some strange places..

When you pass through them , you have a weird feeling.Firstly you think it's a deja vu , what you are experiencing , but instantly you see your senses contravene.

Because , you notice it's not like you thought, you might never have experienced or might have never been in such a place and in such a mood , yet there's something familiar there.
Something that calls for you.

You seem to remind all of these patterns,colors,shapes,frames,contours,textures and moods.You just don't know from where or since when.

It's like they have always been there..Their influence is so strong , you just loose the time perception.

Magic ain't it?

Simple,genuine &sincere

 

I got this lovely images from a village near Pogradec ; a city located at the east of Albania.We visited it last week with my albanian flickr friends.The part seen at the upper photo was very close to the hotel and I got the chance to catch this fabulous view at the afternoon when the sunlight caressed so softly the surroundings and where the sky,mountain and lake seemed to mix with each other so magically.
Of course not to mention the fresh air , that would intoxicate anyone directly..
Then I met this fine old lady at the field .She was grazing her cow and drawed close to us, smiling in such an amicable and warm way ,that I think would have melted every grain of ice in this world.
She approached to us inquisitively , looking timidly and asking us , where we came from and what were we doing.We told her about our group and why we were there.She seemed amused from us and generously & indefatigably posed for us.

You should have seen her guys.She was so very sweet and all the time she plaudited us and wished us the best.You should have seen her smiling eyes and her brilliant smile, exclaiming eventhough it was disguised under the black veil.It meant so much to me.I experienced unique moments of serenity and relief.And yes, I felt so happy too!




I thought , I should repeat this as much as I can.Even if I can't always face such special people , I promised myself to rip myself off from everything tending to be counterfeit & tawdry.This would be the best pill against everything that annoys me.

Takimi i pare me flickeristat shqiptare!

Siç ju pata thene , te shtunen u nisem me miqte shqiptare per ne ekskursionin tone te pare te fotografeve shqiptare ne linjen Tirane-Pogradec.
Ne fakt neve e nisem qejfin qe nje nate para ekskurisonit ne cafe Serendipity ku u takuam dhe ndenjem per 7 pale qejfe nja 4 ore te mira:)
Te nesermen do niseshim gjoja me 7 por u nisem ne 8.20.Duke e ditur qe koha eshte flori:p gjate kesaj kohe lagem gurmazne dhe zgjodhem muziken qe do degjonim rruges, e cila ne fakt qe gjeja e vetme per te cilen vuajtem gjate ketij ekskursioni.
Gjate rruges ndaluam disa here ne Kerrabe,Elbasan,Librazhd,dhe me se fundmi ne Gur te Kuq ku kishim otelin.
Pasi u rregulluam ne hotel si fotografe te palodhur:P, u nisem rruges per ne Poradec, me sakte per ne Drilon se aty ndaluam si fillim.S'lame mjellma,pata , uje ,pasqyrime,ngjyra pa kap..Disa fituan dhe disa epitete te larmishme te tipit "patofil" nga shkrepja e tepert e aparateve mbi patat e mjellmat:D
Me tej vazhduam duke ecur (kesaj rradhe) per ne Morene ku do hanim dreken.Shenim ky qenkesh fshati qe qenkan bere disa xhirime te te famshmit "zonja nga qyteti".Hengrem dreke per 7 pale qejfe aty me Belushka dhe Koran (peshqit e famshem te zones)..me tutje serish hipem ne makine dhe vajtem ne Pogradec ku vizituam studion e nje fotografi te famshem.Percudine time kishte plot internete rrotull.Mezi me mbajten kembet nga mos futja ne internet dhe kallezimi i udhetimit ende te pambaruar:p, por e mbajta veten ose me mbajten:D

Tavell kishim, bleme dhe letra dhe ja kercitem nje 5katsh te fuqishem ne kalane e Dadissad dhe Krastes..Darka qe serish e fuqishme me tepsine qe ju ka servirur Krasta dhe ne flickr.Pastaj per te tretur peshqit, zbritem poshte , ku u luajt rendshem ping pong dhe bilardo.Une per vete nuk luajta asnjeren por u kenaqa duke kapur miqte ..pastaj u pervodha çik tek salla e basketbollit dhe kapa pak karriget qe ja kisha vene syrin qe ne mengjes:p
Pastaj e mbyllem naten si trima me nje 5katsh tjeter:D
Ne mengjes u ngritem ne nje atmosfere magjike gjysme mjegull, gjysme qiell me re dhe duke perfituar nga kjo , ecem ne kembe deri ne Pogradec duke kapur ç'te na zinte siri...
Me pas e zume fitin dhe mbushem barkun me paçe ( a.k.a shpirtnore siç tha Indrisin) dhe pilaf tek Zoica ne Poradec.
Po nuk mund t'ja linim shendene Poradecit pa provuar "koken e arapit" nje lloj embelsire karakteristike e qytetit, qe ngjan shume me pastat shu.
Sigurisht nuk pertuam te shullehemi ne diell e te ngrohnim gurmazin me nje makiato tjeter teksa syte i benim xixa per gjerat interesante qe na vinin rrotull.vigjilenca ne maksimum:D

I lame shendene Pogradecit , pa harruar te ndalonim rruges ne nje fshat ku ndodheshin disa vagone te vjetra treni dhe ku atmosfera qe e papershkrueshme vertet.Mu duk vetja si ne nje nga filmat e Kusturices..mbase ketu i ka bere dhe ai kush e di?
Beme dhe disa foto te çmendura perballe lumıt Shkumbin.Uroj qe Albani (fotografi qe na beri fotot) te na i vere sa me shpejt se jane vertet eksluzive:)
Perendimi na kapi ne Kerrabe dhe qe aq i qejfshem sa filluam te hedhim valle ne makine:D
Se fundmi titanet arriten shendoshe e mire dhe u plasen per disa minuta ne kolltuqet e Serendipity derisa e morren veten nga ky udhetim i pare qe kaloi me shume sukses dhe lezet.
Uroj qe ky te jete hapi i pare per takime te reja mes nesh..mgjth e di qe s'ka nevoje ta them se ata qe do shohin fotot do vihen ne rradhe qe ti shkruajme ne liste per heres tjeter:)

p.s: tani po e shof se fotot i kam vene kronologjikisht mbrapsht por po pertoj ti ndryshoj. e merrni vesh vete ju:p

Trade Wall

Lajmerim

Javes qe vjen do te jem ne Tirane dhe do te mblidhemi me disa miq fotografe per nje safari 1 ditor ne Shqiperi.Vendi/et qe do vizitohet/en ende nuk eshte caktuar por do te vendoset brenda javes tjeter.Kush deshiron mund te bashkohet me turrmen.Vendi i takimit : Serendipity Cafe (Tirane )http://www.inyourpocket.com/albania/tirana/where_to_eat/fusion/venue/2670-serendipity_caf.html)
Per me shume informacion shikoni ketu :http://flickr.com/groups/shqiptare/discuss/72157602451185194/

Jeni te mirepritur!

Stuck in illusion?

Is it just my opinion guys , I'm not sure , but I think all of us tend to get stuck in illusions and dreams each time we face s.t we dislike.
At least I tend to do this each time I'm annoyed or fed up .

Is it relaxing?Sedative?Placatory? These wouldn't be the right words.Nobody would practice such things , there's no need to relax when you're going nuts.There's no need to abate , when you're pissed off.There's no need to benumb your sentiments when you're down.
I feel I hear you saying: Well , being stuck in illusions/dreams is not that much different from the above escapes..

I have to disagree ..Illusions/dreams don't make you always feel better (of course when you are aware , they're just dreams), still they protect that mere light within you.Make you feel stubbornly stronger , make you feel like you're waiting for something.Give you a reason to survive, a reason to fight and a reason to stand up.

One may call this , fooling & beguiling yourself.
It might not be that smart or healthy and it might not suit nowadays relationships or attitudes, but hell , I enjoy it and will stick with it :)

Pershtypjet vjetore nga blogjet

S'po ja prish mikut tim , megjithse e kam bere dhe me me pare pak a shume te njejten gje.Kete here nuk do jete aq e specifikuar sa heres tjeter (per çdo blog) por sidoqofte do kete serish shpjegim sipas karakteristikave qe une mendoj se blogu ka. Mund te them me plot gojen se viti 2007 qe shume i begate nga blogjet dhe me te vertete qe u prezantuam me blogje te reja shume veçanta qe sollen vertete nje rryme te re ne blogosferen shqiptare qe ishte ende duke hedhur hapat e para.Sigurisht pa lene pa permendur dhe blogjet egzistuese te vitit 2006 apo dhe ato me te hershmet qe e vazhduan punen e tyre te mire.

Shume blogje me kane bere pershtypje kete vit, secili me te rene dhe te veçanten qe solli.Asnjeri duke hequr menjane ketu ndonje tek tuk nuk ka pasur ndonje eksperience gazetarie kesisoj une e vleresoj dhe pergezoj punen e çdokujt ne blogun e tij.Kjo per faktin se gjithkush ne njefare menyre ka sjellur shume gjera te reja ne blogun e vet, ndaj mendoj se nuk duhet anashkaluar.
Ndarja qe do te bej tani me blogjet nuk ka lidhje me renditjen e tyre , pasi nje gje te tille nuk mendoj se eshte e nevojshme apo e duhur ta bej , ka thjesht lidhje me fushat ne te cilat mendoj se ata kane sjelle shkrimet e tyre.

Ne vitin e kaluar blogjet qe me kane dhene me shume kenaqesi letrare jane: Emigrant,Akullnaja,Wordswordswords (Klodiana),Selfmaderadio,Strangeman,Loerkume,Whisper,Bletebzz,Puls

Blogjet me te mira kritikuese-artistike-sociale:
Pejsazhe te fjales,Kolektiviza,€7€, Salvator,Karmapolitick,Selfmaderadio,L'etranger,Amarus,Krahethyer,Mbi-vije,Matrapapupa

Blogjet Dora jone (qe i kam per zemer se çfare shkruajne , me bejne te ndihem mire dhe trokas shpesh:) :
Peshku,Sapere Aude,Zhapiku,Belle_Fleur,Edrus,Tena,Redbonsai &CO,Bebopcowboy, K.,Energize it,Wisdom,Midis Nesh,Vrima e Çelesit,BBP1K.

Blogjet e te huajve qe duhen pergezuar per punen e mire informative :
Stepping Stones,Our man in Tirana,Kolin in Shkoder

Blogje Interesante qe me terheqin por qe do doja te rifreskoheshin me shpesh:
Bizele,Brisku,Candyland,Zog,Eda,Erato,Banago,Lolers,Mademoiselle,Tabakhone,Krasta,Orange Bakery,London Lily,Salvator,Krahethyer,Mbi Vije,€7€,Digital Objective,Lisi,Kastadiva (do ja terheq veshin sime motre:).

Blogje gatimi : Kuzhina e gjyshes vazhdon ende te jete e kendshme si perpara dhe Buk me djathe e rekomandoj te ndiqet per krijmtarine dhe menyren argetuese te pershkrimit te recetave:)

Blogje te tjera interesante:Mbreti i Tregut,Konsumerizm,Blogshkenca,Babacjapi.

Jam e sigurte qe kam harruar mjaft blogje por keto me erdhen te parat ndermend.Ju pergezoj te gjitheve juve miq per punen e mire dhe ju uroj nje vit te ri plot me çaste te bukura dhe shkrime te kendshme.

I'm learning not to feel blue!

Each end of a year and the unevitable start of a new one, makes me sometimes feel gloomy.I guess it's because I always try to do the best (because of my unfortunately being a perfectionist) and be sad when not seeing everything as I hoped to be.
But it's not just this , for sure.It's a strange feeling; that of the life that floats through and you just can't stop it.It's because of that , I don't feel much like celebrating on 31st of December.
And I should admit I feel somewhat relaxed right after years change.
But right afterwards , this strange feeling of sobriety, just starts again.Right at the end of the year I have a strange will to fix time for a while and handle everything that messes my mind about.This might sound funny, I know , but I just can't help it.
So I decided that this years resolution would be : NO RESOLUTIONS AT ALL!
I'll try to set my self free of all these psychological burdens.

We'll see if I'll manage:)