Another ray of Celtic Sun

I took another pick at CelticSun's blog and I am asking you the same questions, as CelticSun did here.

Here are my answers, I would like to see yours:

1.How are you feeling today?
Serge Gainsbourg & Jane Birkin- Je t'aime...moi non plus
l'amour..toujour l'amour

2.Will you get far in life?
Oliver Shanti- The Journey to Shambala

3.How do your friends see you?
West Side Story- I feel pretty
and I pity any girl who isn't me today

4.Will you get married?
MC Solaar- "La belle et le bad boy"
with a twist of Sex and the City

5.What is your best friend’s theme?
Queen- "Friends will be friends" (there is no need for more words)

6.What is the story of your life?
Deepak Chopra and Demi Moore- Desire
the only story I know

7.What was high school like?
Outkast- "Hee Ya"

8.How can you get ahead in life?
Only like this: open and honest heart
Manowar- "Heart of Steel"

9.What is the best thing about your friends?
REM-"Happy Shiny People"
a good laughter is always welcomed

10.What is in store for this weekend?
Hoy Hoy...practicing on my project (the secret gift for Arik Sturgis)
Solid Potato Salad- The Ross Sisters

11.What song describes you?
Ray la Montagne- "Trouble"
Yap..that's me!

12.To describe your grandparents?
Peter Gabriel- "I grieve"
my grandparents and Marduk (the lost God of my heart)

13.How is your life going?
Manowar- "Master of the Wind"

14.What song will they play at your funeral?
Mike Oldfield- "Let there be light"
The illusion of life will be over at that point.

15.How does the world see you?
Leon- just 2 l of milk/day and one plant

16.Will you have a happy life?
Well, I have to tell you my secret, ok, are you ready?! just two words:
Hakuna Matata

17.What do your friends really think of you?
Sandra-Little Girl

18.Do people secretly lust after you?
The legendary Barry White "My first, my last, my everything"
modesty has never been my strongest point.

19.How can I make myself happy?
The only answer I think of is Intoxicated by Love (Rumi poem read by Deepak Chopra)

20.What should you do with your life?
This!

Rising Sun

For me, she is Rising Sun, but she likes to call herself CelticSun. She managed to bring a long missed big smile on my face with her words, and also the urge to write.
My recommendation, dear friends, is to learn Romanian as soon as possible, otherwise you will lose some great stories of her reality, which is delightful. Or we can ask her to write something in English, therefore sharing her glimpse of reality.

What else about her?! Well besides being alive and actually living, she likes to play. I have deep respect for those who still enjoy a good playing, a good game.
She dared me to a game here.

The game goes something like this (I hope I got the instruction right):

1. Take the book which is the closest to your heart:

Today, the closest book to my heart is "La Medeleni" by Ionel Teodoreanu. It touches me each time I read it, it makes me laugh, dream and think, but mostly I like it because it's about childhood and seeing life through the eyes of a child.
This book goes for the child in me.

2. Open it to page 123.

Done!

3. Find the 5th sentence/phrase.

Got it! Now I have to translate. Let's see!

4. Publish 4 sentences from there.

"-Iesi afara, Profira! Adica du-te-n casa.
- Olguta, asa se vorbeste?! se incrunta doamna Deleanu
- Mama draga, am dres abatajul lui Herr Direktor.
- Sa traiesti, Olguta! dar tot bac a ramas, ca baba face cat doi!"

And now the difficult part, the translation, because sometimes The Romanian Melody cannot be translated, but I will try to do my best:

"Profira, get out! I mean, get inside."
"Olguta, is this how you talk?!" miss Deleanu frowns.
"Mother dear, I repaired Herr Direktor's panel working."
"Live many years, Olguta! but it's still game over, because the old lady counts for two!"

5. Pass the game to other 6 friends

And here you have to pass on the game, to rightfully designate 6 people, to continue the game. But for me, it's a dilemma, cause beside Arik, Haroun and CelticSun, I really don't know who to pass the game to...so it's up to you!

Enjoy your book,
The Me you may refer as MySecret

Some of you may miss me...

For sure, I do miss my blog writing, which I haven't done in such a long long time. But I am back, with more stories to tell.

I've been playing lately the game of hide-and-seek with the Self, My Self. He did managed to win sometimes, but only because I love the game, called Life.

Aparente

Te aprinzi usor doar cand ma privesti
Ai minti orice sa ma cuceresti
In prima seara, ingeras ceara, ma inviti afara,
Cat de dulce esti...
toata saptamana, iti transpira mana
Cand spui ca iubesti...
Nenascute, gandurile tale s-au facut petale
Le culeg de jos...
Vorbe goale, ti se pare oare
Ca mi-e greu sa recunosc un mincinos.

Poate ar trebui sa ma deghizez sa ma poti iubi
Nu inteleg de ce pentru tine sunt o imagine
Hainele sunt doar un scut, am suflet,
N-ai stiut sa vezi ce-i in inima mea
As fi fost doar a ta...

Refren:
Toata dragostea, toata viata mea
Inchise in televizor
Nu mai pot sa zbor
Spune-mi baby, oare poti sa iubesti fara sa-ntrebi de ce
Ne hranim cu aparente.

Aparente...


Prin geamuri fumurii, dupa draperii
Ascundem o iubire goala
Ne prefacem ca totul e perfect dar aparentele inseala.
Spui ca-i complicat, mi se pare simplu, m-ai inselat
Nu stii cat te-am iubit, de patru ori mai mult am suferit.
Hainele sunt doar un scut, am suflet,
N-ai stiut sa vezi ce-i in inima mea
As fi fost doar a ta...

Refren:..

Ne hranim cu aparente...
Aparente...


Intru in problema ca un asasin fin
Nu-i o problema, suntem plini de venin
Stim, fiecare se pare ca are in dotare
Masti ocazionale, gata de purtare
Oare de ce ma placi, vreau sa stiu
Pentru ca ma vezi pe scena sau ai pus un pariu
Sunt deja satul de aparente de doi lei
Stai cu mine sau cu VIP-ul, hotaraste ce vrei
Viata ta ma sperie, esti vedeta in serie
Gandeau altii pentru tine, spalatori de creiere
Industria muzicala e plina de zdrente
Tu nu esti printre ele, ai renuntat la aparente.