Perfume - the story of...

I remember being pretty impressed by the movie "Perfume - the story of a murder".
Today I had the chance to create a unique perfume myself by blending various essences.
Musk and jasmine. Vanilla and cardamom. Moss and grass. Citrus and flower. Some strong, heavy, earth smells. Some light, airy and fleeting like a summer breeze. Some fresh and crisp like the dew on a spring morning. Others - spicy, fiery.
I learned something very interesting - when u are trying lots of perfumes, to get rid of the scent, you need to smell some coffee beans.
And then, such an exciting, invigorating and intimate experience. Combined with some chocolate fondue and white wine...and of course good company...it was a pure pleasure for the senses.

Dilli comes from heart

It has been almost a year since I left Delhi.
The city I fell in love with, but could not love properly. There was a distance between us.
Not only the physical distance of kilometers, but also a gap of not-belogingness.
Often I wonder if it would be a bit different if I did live in Delhi itself, not in Gurgaon. Or maybe if I was braver to venture beyond the well-trodden touristic parts of the city. Did I need a local guy as a guide? Could I get one without being entangled in a dramtic love-story? Questions remain.
I know I will be back.
In the meantime, I discovered this amazing photo blog - The Delhi Walla - I love it!
Mayank Austen Soofi tells me stories of places undicovered, of stories unheard, of characters unmet.
And of course, one more proof that the Law of Attraction works - I started reading a book, called Burnt Shadows by Kamila Shamzie. (A story of a Japanese girl that survives the nuclear bomb in Nagasaki, moves to Delhi at the time of the Independence and partitition.)
In the book, there is the separation of the Old Delhi (Mughal one) and the New Delhi (the British one).
Old Delhi is Dili, the city of heart. The lost home.
A part of my heart is also longing to come back to this secret, lost, out-of-time part of the city...As if, I had been there another time, in different circumstances.
You know the feeling, don't u?

love show

it's painless
letting your love show.

maybe, but not always.
how do i know if it is painless in this case?

high on love?

something strange is going on...
I feel high on love with no particular reason :)or maybe there is one.
A blissful afternoon on the balcony
Warm autumn sun
Tea and a chat with a friend
And some good music...

do you know how it feels to love you?

do you know how it feels to love you?
brilliant.

those moments

sitting in the park today with a book, trying to catch the last bits of sun
listening to Summertime
thinking how fast the summer went
as always
yet not regretting it is gone!just enjoying the aftertaste of it.
the warmth of the light on my face and the love in Ella's voice
the smooth narration of the book and the people passing by
then, something happened
as if time and space expanded and the world shrank into me
and i could feel it contained within myself
Is this God?
I dunno...But it felt so right and natural :)
And yes...God bless talented people that inspire me lately.
Macy Gray for example...her cover of Creep just gives me the shivers!It is so beautiful. Sad, but the kind of aesthetical sadness.

Isn't it Ironic...

Alanis Morisette has that Lyrics in "Ironic" :
"Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face"

This week I had a proof of that.
I was all in that happy positive blue-sky-no-clouds mood, loving everyone and being generally happy. When I recieved some not-really good news - that I need to give money. A sum I cannot afford at the moment. So suddenly - everything came crushing down, clouds start gathering, i become gloomy and worried etc. It is really amazing how worrying - in most cases - unnecessarily about some things can really change our whole perception of life. It is so human to concentrate on some daily hiccups that we meet on our path...and so stupid really, cause in most of the cases - solution can be found...
Anyways...as I was walking in the centre of Sofia, all looking down and engulfed in my own black thoughs, suddenly a girl stops me at the traffic light.
"Hi Sve", she says.
I look at her - What the...I don't know who she is!
She sees my bewliderment.
"Yeah, we do not know each other", confirms the girl. "But I read your blog and I find it nice".
Do you believe me this very moment made my day?
Like, just when I thought that - whenever u are down - something really nice shows up as if to say "Hey, life is beautiful...don't forget it".
And...it is in general.
I flew paper-lanterns for the first time.
The event that I was organizing went well, people were happy :)Me - even happier. There was so much positive energy around it.
I spoke to Anca and Stef - closest friends and colleagues from India. And for a thousandth time thanked God I did not return there at that time.
And today - we spent some quality time lazying around, cooking, drinking wine and purring in the sun with the girls from work.
It is really a blessing to have such amazing people around me.