Just watched a documentary on the web tv of SVT (Swedish state television) called Inte som min syster (Not like my sister) made by Leyla Assaf-Tengroth. A very touching and emotional story about honor killings and forced marriages. The oldest daughter Rim was forced to marry when she was 13 and her sister Dalida decided to not let that become her destiny.
You see the father, husbands, and other relatives talk very openly about the traditions of men and women. Rim's husband talk about his right for freedom, no one is allowed to tell him what to do, no one can make decisions over his head. Very hypocratical when the clip before showed his wife Rim talking about her life. She is not allowed to leave the building and just sits inside and she seeks comfort in food. When eating melon seeds she can keep her mind occupied.
It terifies me how Rim and Dalida's father describe and justifies the aciton of a honor killing. He compares it to cutting of a sick finger. By doing that you however will get punished. But with the lowest sentence of 5-6 months in jail.
In the end, Dalida has found someone by herself that she wishes to marry. Very problematic however, since he is christian but Dalida's father approves and they get married. Although it is not that easy since the uncles do not approve and threatens to kill her if she shows up in their village in Syria. They do now live in Libanon where they moved when her father needed a job. This was probably the reason since Libanon is more modern and the children have got a more modern view on things.
It is disturbing how these men can sit and describe for the camera how the men of course should have their freedom when the women is not allowed to go outside. That they are allowed to punish their women if they are not good and do not obey.
It is difficult to understand with the world I live in, that there are girls and women out there living in a totally different world. It is the same world but but the realities could not be further apart.
(The documentary can be watched online at SVT play until September 9th.)
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
it's a business doing pleasure
The plan was to go home today but I found out that L.A. Gigolo (or Spread which is the original name...) already had premier in the movies and had to see that. My darling Ashton is playing the lead. So that is basically all I had to know to go and see the movie.
Of course I love my darling. Not sure what I actually think about the movie. But I think I like it. You shall not be fooled and think it is just another romantic comedy, because it is not. I heard a girl's comment sitting behind me that she did not like the ending. But then I think she expected a typical chick flick by saying that comment. I love the tag line of the movie: it's a business doing pleasure.
Of course I love my darling. Not sure what I actually think about the movie. But I think I like it. You shall not be fooled and think it is just another romantic comedy, because it is not. I heard a girl's comment sitting behind me that she did not like the ending. But then I think she expected a typical chick flick by saying that comment. I love the tag line of the movie: it's a business doing pleasure.
Monday, August 10, 2009
where am i in 40 years?
Was kind of tired when my alarm rang at 8.30 am. A while since I woke up that 'early'. Maybe it is finally time to get a better routine than I have had lately. Difficult to change the pattern of a night owl.
Gustaf seems cool though. A very nice man in his sixties. He even said before that if I wanted a younger contact person I could have that. However I prefer having him, he has a lot of experience and since I really do not have a clue about a lot it feels good to have Gustaf.
So I got some home work. He asked me today where I see myself in 40 years. 40 years?! I do not even know where am in one year. Or even six months. But he said something interesting with thinking about this as early as now and to set a goal. He compared it with pension savings. If you start when you are young it does not require as much effort today compared to starting saving in 20 years from now. Makes sense.
So where am I in 40 years?
Gustaf seems cool though. A very nice man in his sixties. He even said before that if I wanted a younger contact person I could have that. However I prefer having him, he has a lot of experience and since I really do not have a clue about a lot it feels good to have Gustaf.
So I got some home work. He asked me today where I see myself in 40 years. 40 years?! I do not even know where am in one year. Or even six months. But he said something interesting with thinking about this as early as now and to set a goal. He compared it with pension savings. If you start when you are young it does not require as much effort today compared to starting saving in 20 years from now. Makes sense.
So where am I in 40 years?
i wonder
Can you make a good impression on someone after only 5 hours of sleep? (Or less...) Good thing that it is a first meeting and what I am hoping: informal. The best thing is that he will give me just an introduction. And I will talk about myself. A topic I know.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
do you believe in miracles?
Finally meeting up with Gustaf tomorrow. My guy at the recruitment firm. Finally I might get my ass on the road and get something done. To get some motivation.
One could think that it would be enough motivation to get a job since I have to move back home and will soon not have any income. But now I am just enjoying the summer and have no worries at all. Which is usually my problem, that my 'motto' is that why do things today that I can do tomorrow. Not the best in a situation like this. I get annoyed at myself since it never gets any better. At least I know I am a kind of person that is in desperate need of deadlines sometimes.
So let's see if this Gustaf can make miracles.
One could think that it would be enough motivation to get a job since I have to move back home and will soon not have any income. But now I am just enjoying the summer and have no worries at all. Which is usually my problem, that my 'motto' is that why do things today that I can do tomorrow. Not the best in a situation like this. I get annoyed at myself since it never gets any better. At least I know I am a kind of person that is in desperate need of deadlines sometimes.
So let's see if this Gustaf can make miracles.
going abroad
precious belongings
I seriously do not understand how I am going to get all my crap home to Sthlm from Cph. I am realizing how much stuff I have actually bought and brought here. Well, I am not like Rebecca in the book at least because I do not shop on credit. I just spend all the money I earn.
No but seriously, I have even bought stuff at IKEA and a whole bunch of other stuff. A lamp, 3 big pillows, self inflatable air mattress size large, mixer, toaster, water cooker, drinking glasses, paintings. Then of course all the clothes and shoes that my wardrobe is cramped with.
Now I have packed my big bag with clothes that I am not using. At all. (Well maybe once every six months.) I have to fly here and there a coulple of times to get all this crap home.
Damn. I have to leave in half an hour for the airport. I am still in my pyjama. I better get changed and packed.
I am not stressed.
No but seriously, I have even bought stuff at IKEA and a whole bunch of other stuff. A lamp, 3 big pillows, self inflatable air mattress size large, mixer, toaster, water cooker, drinking glasses, paintings. Then of course all the clothes and shoes that my wardrobe is cramped with.
Now I have packed my big bag with clothes that I am not using. At all. (Well maybe once every six months.) I have to fly here and there a coulple of times to get all this crap home.
Damn. I have to leave in half an hour for the airport. I am still in my pyjama. I better get changed and packed.
I am not stressed.
fashion week
So yesterday. I am not really sure what I think about it. Even though I did not really have any expectations it was kind of a bummer. Maybe one good hour in the end.
We decided to go to the Fashion Week Party at Marriot Hotel. We got there around 8.30 pm, quite early but they had free drinks from 8-9 pm. When we arrived they told us we had to pay 100 DKK for entrance (in fall it was for free), but since we got this far we could not just skip it. We got a free drink and checked the place out and got a bit disappointed. Basically just a big lobby with a couple of bars placed out and Dj booths. The only place to sit down was a couple of outplaced seating groups but as soon as you sat down, a waitress came and said you could not sit down if you do not buy the table. For 2,500 DKK it was not worth it.
We knew that Outlandish was going to play at midnight so we decided to stay for that and hear them out. But apperently the lead singer was absent for some reason which was kind of a disappointment. Hence they did not even play my favorite Aicha (also the song everbody basically know them for). And they only played for like 20-30 minutes which was a further disappointment. However, the DJ that came after was really good and played nice music so we got to dance a bit. He played the right music to get the crowed going. Well, crowed and crowed. It cannot really be called a crowed since it was not that much people.
We then left and I wanted to tag along a friend and her friends to another bar so I walked all the way to Kongens Nytorv and damned myself for not having a bike. Hoping that we would go to my favorite Hornsleth bar but when arriving the others apparently wanted to go to Karriere bar in Vesterbro. Which means that i had to walk/take a cab there and then take another cab home later.
So I bought a hot dog and took the metro home.
We decided to go to the Fashion Week Party at Marriot Hotel. We got there around 8.30 pm, quite early but they had free drinks from 8-9 pm. When we arrived they told us we had to pay 100 DKK for entrance (in fall it was for free), but since we got this far we could not just skip it. We got a free drink and checked the place out and got a bit disappointed. Basically just a big lobby with a couple of bars placed out and Dj booths. The only place to sit down was a couple of outplaced seating groups but as soon as you sat down, a waitress came and said you could not sit down if you do not buy the table. For 2,500 DKK it was not worth it.
We knew that Outlandish was going to play at midnight so we decided to stay for that and hear them out. But apperently the lead singer was absent for some reason which was kind of a disappointment. Hence they did not even play my favorite Aicha (also the song everbody basically know them for). And they only played for like 20-30 minutes which was a further disappointment. However, the DJ that came after was really good and played nice music so we got to dance a bit. He played the right music to get the crowed going. Well, crowed and crowed. It cannot really be called a crowed since it was not that much people.
We then left and I wanted to tag along a friend and her friends to another bar so I walked all the way to Kongens Nytorv and damned myself for not having a bike. Hoping that we would go to my favorite Hornsleth bar but when arriving the others apparently wanted to go to Karriere bar in Vesterbro. Which means that i had to walk/take a cab there and then take another cab home later.
So I bought a hot dog and took the metro home.
Friday, August 7, 2009
halvandet
Some pictures from the other day at Halvandet. Best place ever. Though it is very tricky to get there, it is soo worth it. It is tricky if you do not have a car or a bike. Which of course does not apply to many people living here in Copenhagen. Yeah, I am a strange one not having a bike. I took the bus for ten minutes and then had to walk for 25 minutes. Kind of a random place, situated in an industry harbour area. But as said, it was so worth it.
It reminded me of the good old times in Singapore at Café del Mar.
It reminded me of the good old times in Singapore at Café del Mar.
We were just lying there on the beds enjoying the good music and the warm sun. And of course the mango smoothie, the mojito, and the nachos (yeah they look much nicer on this pic instead of the previous one).
Life is lovely.
Life is lovely.
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