NEKE OD POZNATIH IZREKA KOJE SU ME ODUSEVILE...

*Ono sto proturjeci srcu, ne ulazi u glavu... [Helmuth Pelssner]

*Mozak budale pretvara filozofiju u ludoriju, nauku u praznovjericu, i umjetnost u pedanteriju. Otuda univerzitetsko obrazovanje. [Bernard Shaw]

*Niko nije obavezan da voli drugog vise od samog sebe. [Ante Starcevic]

*Ljubav je staklo koje se lomi ako ga covjek primi suvise nesigurno ili suvise cvrsto. [Ruska]

*Pravi si genij ljubav ne iskazuje ulaskom u ljubav, nego izlaskom iz nje... [George Moore]

*Veseo covjek je kao sunce, kud god ide osvjetljava... [Turska narodna]

*KAD NE MOZES PREKO PRIJECI, A TI PREDJI ISPOD. [Singer]

*Zena je svijeca, njenu vrijednost muskarci uvijek vide kasno...kad se ugasi!

*Kada se penjes stepencama, uvijek pozdravljaj one koje usput sreces, jer ces ih mozda ponovo sresti kad budes silazio...

*"Dodjite do ruba"- rece On
One rekose: 'Bojimo se."
"Dodjite do ruba"-rece On.
One dodjose. On ih baci.
One poletjese.

*Ozeni se sa osobom sa kojom rado pricas, kad ostarite razgovor ce biti jedna od najvecih kvaliteta koje mozes pronaci u nekom...

*Prijateljstvo se ne bira, ono biva, kao i ljubav... [Mesa Selimovic]

*Dvije stvari su beskonacne: svemir i ljudska glupost. Ali sto se tice svemira, za njega jos nisam siguran. [Albert Einstein]

*Prijateljstvo izmedju dvije zene, je samo zavjera protiv trece. [Alfonso Care] ( e svaka mu cast!!!!)

*Ne sijeci sabljom vec perom, i uvijek imaj jasnu i pravednu misao. [Radoje Domanovic]

*Daj svijetu sve od sebe, a on ce ti izbit zube. Usprkos tome, daj svijetu sve od sebe. [Majka Tereza]

MARCHELO I EDO: SUZE (De Facto,2003.)

1.STROFA-MARCHELO
I nocas gledam u zvezde. Pitam se, sta je sudbina?
Drhtaj u grudima. Zemlja vecito zedna za suzama
i bol sto obuzima. I nocas cekamo Godoa na stepenistu metroa
-sanjam sivo. A sanjao bih zivot...
O Boze, cije to grehove skupo placamo?
Cije dugove vracamo?
Svi uzaludni ratovi... kisni dani bez duge...
mladi zivoti na koje su cekale neke nove pruge...
Vise ne gledaj svoj dom andjele! Umreces od tuge!
Zbog laznog rodoljublja, vrsnjaci su ginuli
a nisu ni krivi...
O Boze, ja priznajem, ja sam PICKA - ja volim da zivim!!!
...a slike masu sa zidova, iako kazu da vreme leti...
Molim se suncu da nas se ponovo seti.
I kunem se Bogom, vala, nema tog ideala vrednog mog jedinog zivota!
Svi veliki filozofi-utopisti - hvala,
al' mene ne tesi ta spika o patriotizmu, dogme i lazne nauke.
Ja znam da mrtvi placu, jer srcem cujem jauke!
Jecaju i kunu... pitaju "Zasto?"... "Jel bilo vredno?"
Jel bilo vredno? Reci to majci sto je izgubila jedino cedo!
...a mi i dalje zivimo bedno i u ocaju...
Suze za raju u starom kraju. Celom svetu! Nek znaju!
Nek znaju da se ovde pucalo i plakalo iz istog ocaja!
Nek znaju da ni dan danas ne znamo ni razloga ni znacaja!
Rokao sam mikrofon u Tuzlu, primili su me kao brata...
Pa svima je dosta rata! Mrznja nije nasa, vec nam je data!
O tata, reci zar danas treba da mrzim Hrvata ili Muslimana?
Pa sve nas muci ista rana iz starih dana!
Ljudi su ljudi, bez obzira sa ovog ili onog meridijana.
Iste nas stvari plase...
Oprosti nam grehove nase

REFREN-MARCHELO
Oce nas!
Ja nisam taj sto zna, al' nadam se da bar ti znas
otkud toliki bol, suze i strah?
Pepeo pepelu i prah opet postace prah,
al' niko nece znati sto je na brata pucao brat...
Oce nas!
Ja nisam taj sto zna, al' nadam se da bar ti znas
otkud toliki bol, suze i strah?
Pepeo pepelu i prah opet postace prah,
al' niko nece znati sto je na brata pucao brat...

2.STROFA- EDO MAAJKA
E, Marcelo...
Jadno je nase i povodljivo stanovnistvo.
Covek kad nista nema, najlakse mu prodat zajednistvo.
Opet je uplakan cijeli Balkan...
Imamo velke nacije sa malo mozga.
Tvrde oceve i vodje - oni su nam k'o droga:
cijelo vreme biramo lose sisteme...
Dragi moji ljudi, pa vrijeme je da se krene!
Necu vise metke da ispucavam sa sumnjive pretke!
Necu cijeli zivot da zivim pocetke!
Mamu vam jebem: dje god da krenem - u Evropu,
ljevo, desno, napred, iza - treba mi viza!
...i nasa je glupost strah i neodlucnost.
Vecinska zelja da smo u mentalitetu sela.
Taman dobro krenemo - pa u mrznju skrenemo,
nemamo strpljenja za nove, pa onda venemo....
Zaboravili smo kako se smijat. Ti misici na licu
nam se jednostavno ne micu...
Hej, evo ga! Kad estradu vidim,
i opet nestane... kad se sjetim dje zivim.

REFREN-MARCHELO
Oce nas!
Ja nisam taj sto zna, al' nadam se da bar ti znas
otkud toliki bol, suze i strah?
Pepeo pepelu i prah opet postace prah,
al' niko nece znati sto je na brata pucao brat...
Oce nas!
Ja nisam taj sto zna, al' nadam se da bar ti znas
otkud toliki bol, suze i strah?
Pepeo pepelu i prah opet postace prah,
al' niko nece znati sto je na brata pucao brat...

Hvala Salihu na slici

Ajlaaaa
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ANTI-SMOKING KAMPANJA

Otkako sam u SAD-u pokusavam prestat pusit cigare, ali naravno, bez jake volje ne uspjeva... Svaki dan si kazem, ma hajde, vrijeme je da ih posaljes u PM, ali nista od tog... Ma kao sto se kaze, nema kafe i price bez cigare pa sam nastavila biti 'smoker'... Kao sto slika pokazuje...:-)

hi, me again

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NEKA NOVA VIJEST

Danas naidjoh na super stranicu, www.novaraja.com, pa eto raja, naletite...

Ovo smo ja, Anda i Zara...

Ajlaaaa

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Pozdrav svim mojim ljudima koji slucajno zalutaju na moj blog... I Love U, people

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SHORT ESSAY ON SLANG

In the most global terms, slang is defined as usually spoken language, although it also can be seen in literature ( e.g. Ivan Slamnig's: Better half of courage; J.D. Salinger's: The Catcher in the Rye).

Abstractly said, it is an informal language, which certain groups use to differentiate themselves from others, and members of those groupsuse slang to identify themselves with their social group, which helped them to define themselves.

In my point of view, slang at first could be found in the poor, gheto areas of the cities. Nowadays, it has the status of 'worldwide art', and you will hear and see slang everywhere, even in the places you wouldn't expect to- in TV, radio, on clothes (even I have a T-shirt with slang: I don't care two hoots...), and some people even have their own websites devoted only to the world of slang...

This sites also have a colloquial dictionaries, with the most popular slang words and expressions, with over 10.000 examples.

In my hometown, slang is in everyday use; we almost think on it as a part of our ordinary life.

With slang I think on myself as a part of my group, and with it we are now appreciating for our own style.

Our slang could be defined as a 'street-slang', and is related to local Hip-Hop vocabulary, and some people who often don't hear it, and don't know us may think that we are examples of anti-social behaviour, or even vandals, seeking for their identity...

To be honest, the truth is far away from that. Those people, who are familiar with Hip-Hop culture, or at least the latest music charts, know what we are doing with our slang... Yes, we are trying to express our identity, but not to do anything menacing and unsightly.

We are only showing our class-consciousness.

But in Mostar, slang is ghetto sign, and local thought is that is used only by young and poor people, from the run-down districts of the town.

However, I think that those people should inform themselves better about slang and it's use...

In the meantime, my group and I will continue using slang, above all in our gossip-moments, when we are suspicious of strangers who are sitting next to us, and might hear what we're saying.

(One example of our slang- we often use English slang 'dinner-whore' for certain girls that live here... I hope you know the meaning...).

And to conclude, slang is our way of life... With it we can show our imagination and creativity, without doing any damage....

NORMALA, BRATO.... :-)

GROUP WORK: EXPLANATION- Two commercials

First picture:
- man's attitude towards girls; he holds them with his arms, like they belong to him
- the carelessness in his walk
- kissing one girl, the other doesn't mind
- sunglasses hiding his eyes
- his tie, usually ties are very uncomfortable for men, but he is ok with it

My explanation:
Feel free to have what you want; have the guts to take what you want; wear Guess and live your life as you deserve....

Second picture: A commercial for Enyce clothes:
- man's mysterious look
- unbuttoned shirt, unconservative attitude
- his hat
- sun and dryness that surrounds him, but he looks so fresh
- his closed lips- more mystery

My explanation:
Do you want to be a secret, do you want to be a mystery?
You are a secret, you are a mystery, you are a human being... that wears Enyce...

EXPERIMENTAL PHASE

Oh, what a funny topic. Funny, but not in negative way, than positive.
Because, for the first time, i don't know what to write about... A girl, full of inspiration in every single moment, now is left completely.. mute.
I'm sorry, but I didn't have any experimental phase in my life.
Drugs? - Thanks, but no thanks. I've seen a bunch of people who got addicted, I've seen their parents's disappointed faces when they found out that they have a son (or a daughter) whose nick-name is "junkie", I was a witness of brightness of their life before taking drugs, and of darkness during addiction... So, I'm totaly against it.
Fortunately, it's good sometimes when we learn on other people's mistakes, not on our owns.

Alcohol? - Depends on situation... However, I'm not keen on being drunk... I'm not an exception, I also got drunk... And after that I decided never again to drink alcohol in huge amounts.
A glass of wine (red one of course) - yes.
A bottle of beer - yes.
Litres of wine, beer, or whatever - no.
But, it's not my life-phase. I thought like that 5 years ago, I think it also now.
Sorry, but no phase found.

Cigarettes? - I can't say anything against it, because I smoke... And I really don't know what to say about it. Yes, smoking is bad (not because our parents told us so, but there are various prooved reasons), I know that, I even tried to stop smoking... But actually, it didn't work.
I think the main reason for that was because I wasn't enough determined.
I started smoking at the age of 18, when my High-school ended. During High-school, I was the only anti-smoker, and paradoxally, I started to smoke a month after ending it.
One day, when I quit smoking ( I hope I will... In fact I'm sure I will :-)), I'll write about it like an experimental phase of my life.
Now, that is not it, because I'm still smoking.

And, what to write now? Among all my essays, this is going to be the shortest. Because, I can not think on any thing that I used to do, but now I'm not doing it.
It seems that I start with, I never end with it.

Sad, but true... :-)

PHOTOGRAPHIC AUTOBIOGRAPHY

There is no particular reason for chosing this photo. There are at least a dozen better ones that are more appropriate for this task. But don´t you know the moment when you see something and feel somekind of relationship with it?

That just happened to me when I saw this photo. It´s taken on June, the 22nd, 2005 and it forced me to remember on certain things... The basic things of our life.

This photo has it´s story, one of the most beautiful I´ve passed through.

It was the last day of my high-school, the end of those days when me and my company marched through the town armed only with smile, saying Bruce Springsteen words, ˝We´ll learn more from the tape that is playing for 3 minutes, than we´ll ever learn at school...˝

On this day we were so moved and entranced because we were finally ending our High, but also it could be seen a sight of tears in our eyes, because we´ll never quote Springsteen together again. In our left hand we were carrying our diplomas, and with right hand we tried to hide our eyes, and dry our cheeks.

I was so proud on myself on that day, but also on that day my secret was revealed. Person right next to me was my main, and my favourite teacher, and when the ceremony was over, she asked me ˝Ajla, honey, what do you believe in?˝

Then started the conversation, in which I got messages that will lead me for the rest of my life.

I looked her with a confused look. ˝I don´t know what you are actually refering to? For these 4 years you have met me like noone in this school. Even you told me that I was a bit sceptic person who actually believed in nothing˝, I replied.

-˝But it´s not like you...to believe in nothing. Your works show something different.˝

-˝Are you talking about religion, or something like that?˝

-˝No, I´m not, because we are not shallow pepole to talk about religion. I want to know what faith will lead you through your future life? What´s your true faith?˝

She knew me better than I thought.

-˝Yes, there is something in what I believe in˝, I finally admitted. ˝As long as I know for myself I believe in Love. But, I´m ashamed of that, and I´m hidding this secret deep inside my heart, in the same part that is still overjoyed with the toys from the Kinder-eggs.˝

-˝That is a very strong faith, you know. And you should not be ashamed of it.˝

-˝But I´m. Noone actually believe in it anymore. My faith just went downhill.˝

-˝Why?˝, she asked.

Then I retold her a story that happened few days ago, and with which my faith lost its eternal fan.

-˝Few days ago my friend left his girlfriend, nice girl, pretty and bright. He never mentioned why, he only said that he is ´without any emotion towards women´. I reacted on his words like an Old Inquisition on the witches and magicians, and I was ready to burn him in the name of my Holy Inquisition, for which the Love is the biggest law, and only goddess. I was ready to curse him before dawn, put him on a cross, and above his head write: MWAL (Man who was afraid of Love). However, I didn´t do that, because I love him, and almighty Love forgives everything, but I suggested him to walk around covered with a black sheet, with a bell around his neck, to warn women that they should avoid him.

Like that in the Middle Ages had to walk people who were suffering from a disease, so that healthy people could run away before they came.

My friend is a man who doesn´t need Love. Oh, when do you know that you are suffering from that disease?

Soon, I became afraid of the man who is ´without emotions´, and I behave myself to him differently than before, although he is my best friend.

On the other hand, a close friend of mine is ´unhappy in Love´. That woman is very pretty, intelligent and above all, successful in what she is doing. But there is no Him. The Love Apostol. Or what ordinary people would say, a husband who will do laundry, cooking and cleaning, and because of who she will sit sometimes in her huge toilet and cry, because she expected something else from her life, marriage, Love...

However, my friends are standing on the oposite sides: He can have love, but he doesn´t want it, she wants it, but can not have it.

But everything circles around Love, and how it is in the most of the cases- unfair. So litterally, I believe in something that actually doesn´t exist. Then, can you tell me why my religion is strong?˝, I finished my story with a question, and I thougth that she´ll not answer me. But I was wrong, because she continued:

-˝You should understand that everyone from us has his reason for happiness, or an explanation why he exists. The sad truth is that small number of us is on this world because two people were really in love. But now, when we are here, it doesn´t matter. The only important thing is that we believe that one day we will meet Real Love. So, don´t you ever say again, that you don´t believe in that. That is your right, something yours. But also, don´t think that your faith has not have negative sides. We see everyday that in her name people kill each other.

´The Safe House´in BiH is full of victims who are there because of Love. But, Ajla, you must know what they don´t, the difference between Love and Hate.

Laura Kipnis in her book ´Against Love´ says: ´Empty is that soul without Love´, so let the Love be major goddess in your life, not just an Apostol, or a fallen angel, like you´re thinking now. All religions are based on Love. Let the Love be your religion.˝, she said and went.

From that moment, I don´t laugh any more to my idea that Love is new religion. And whenever someone says anything against it, I´ll quote my teacher and Laura Kipnis: ´Empty is that soul without Love...´

RESPONSE TO LAMOTT´S ESSAY

I know a couple of writers, who wrote books that within few months became bestsellers. Not that I am not keen on such of the books, but I consider that a large number of them are written only with a wish to became popular.

Written either in a short period, or in a very large one, in the most of the cases without any concept, they do not show author´s idea or a message, that all books should have.

That´s the main reason why I totally agree with Lamott´s work. The only way to become a true and respectful writter is to write as Lamott shows. Writing those three drafts is basic thing, if you want to create a memorable book.

The most important part of writing a book is also the hardest one... The first draft is like preparing for a new creature to be born. Those first words put in a paper, without any order, are usually the main point of the book. Devided from the complete book, all the written words have certain power and significance, and represent messages that will be given to the future readers. Even I made a small concept of this essay. I wrote a list of the things that I should pay attention on.

Eventhough You are reading now a final product, I cannot say that there wasn´t a second draft. second draft was creating my essay. Connecting ideas with an order into one thought, and making sentences from selected words and expressions.

Writing a second draft is often the most hardest part for me. I always have an idea what to write about, and my head and paper are full of expressions that I could use, but selection of the most effective ones is making me problems.

Maybe I´m too strict to myself, but I always think that I could do 2nd draft better, that I could choose more proper or stronger expressions.

This essay that You´re reading now, is just the finest possible work. I don´t say that is the best done, but all in all, it´s just a rewriting of the 2nd draft, in which I gave up my best.

Even the best writers are sometimes not satisfied with the published product, but I don´t like to make huge changes on my 1st and 2nd draft. Besides grammar and spelling changes, I´m not keen on changing my concept.

I think, like Lamott, that only the first written words are showing who you really are, and what you want to write about, and I´ll never doubt in that.