बच्चे की दुआ- सर इकबाल

लब पे आती है दुआ- सर इकबाल

एक नज़्म में मुझे रूहानी एहसास कराती है, और इन्सान होने का मतलब भी बताती है, बशर्ते इस नज़्म के मायने आप समझे और उसे चरितार्थ करे। ये नज़्म जो कभी हिन्दुस्तान के स्कूलों से लेकर यूनीवर्सिटी तक सुबह की प्रार्थना हुआ करती थी। मेरे दादा-परदादा ने इल्म हासिल करने के दौरान हज़ारों बार गुनगुनाई होगी, मैं बड़ा हुआ और मायने समझ सका इस नज़्म के तो मुझे अतीत की वह बात भी याद आई कि मेरे बुजर्गों ने भी इस गीत को गाया है, यह सोचकर मुझे यें नज़्म अपनी सी लगी, जैसे इस नज़्म पर मेरा पारंपरिक और खानदानी अधिकार हो।

नज़्म

लब पे आती है दुआ बन के तमन्ना मेरी,

ज़िन्दगी शमां की सूरत हो ख़ुदाया मेरी ।

दूर दुनिया का मेरे दम से अंधेरा हो जाए

हर जगह मेरे चमकने से उजाला हो जाए ।

हो मेरे दम से यूँ ही वतन की ज़ीनत,

जिस तरह फूल से होती है चमन की ज़ीनत ।

ज़िन्दगी हो मेरी परवाने की सूरत या रब !

इल्म की शमां से हो मुझ को मुहब्बत या रब !

हो मेरा काम ग़रीबों की हिमायत करना,

दर्दमंदों से, ज़यीफ़ों से मुहब्बत करना ।

मेरे अल्लाह, बुराई से बचाना मुझ को,

नेक जो राह हो, उस रह पे’ चलाना मुझ को ।

——–अल्लामा इक़बाल

इस नज़्म और इसकी जबान दोनों के अपने पन ने मुझे उर्दू  पढ़ने के लिए प्रेरित किया, और मैने उस इल्म को हासिल कर लिया जिसे मेरे बुजर्गों ने हासिल किया था आज से १०० बरस पहले।

यही वो दौर था जब मैने भी इकबाल, कृश्न चन्दर, मज़ाज़, मौलाना आज़ाद की उर्दू तहज़ीब से रूबरू हुआ ।

“बच्चे की दुआ” नज़्म को पेश कर रहा हूं एक जे पी जी फ़ारमेट में जिसे मैने बहुत पहले बनाया था। और मेरी ये दिली ख्वाइस है कि दुनिया के हर स्कूल में ये नज़्म प्रार्थना के तौर पर गायी जाए।

कृष्ण कुमार मिश्र

मैनहन-२६२७२७

भारतवर्ष

Sir and Red have been discussing this blog, and W/we agreed it was time to add more depth to the blog. Red is pleased to give Sir, his partner Glyn, and his puppy loki a proper introduction.

Sir

Sir (A.K.A Steve)

Sir is a long term relationship with Glyn (approximately ten years), and currently owns one puppy – Loki, and has red ’scampering around’ hoping to be considered as his second puppy/dog.

Sir is into long slow kissing, cock sucking, boot work, a cock up a tight arse, piss, breath control games, and Master/pup scenes and more…

red started talking to Sir in August 2009, through Recon, having spoken on and off to his puppy loki for a few years. red has been keeping an active dialogue with Sir, and has arranged to meet Sir for the weekend of the 11^th December 2009.

Sir has helped red through his break up with red’s partner (now referred to as “the ex”) and a few work related issues. red has also supported Sir through a few challenges he’s faced. Throughout it all Sir has displayed his true colours – his patience, stability, honesty, his comical side, and his firm but fair approach. All of which red finds very attractive.

Sir is a collector of movies and films, and enjoys running marathons (red made that last one up).

If you would like to contact Sir, he has a profile on Recon – Asphixiaskin.

Glyn

Glyn (A.K.A. G, or Mr Subz)

Glyn is Sir’s long term partner (ten years approximately) who’s currently continuing his studies at University.

Glyn is sexually eclectic, and seems to have some very varied tastes in comparison to both Sir, and loki. He prefers to be more discrete (according to himself) and so red won’t list it all out here.

red started to get to know Glyn around about the end of September/start of October, when he was introduced by Sir. Red has enjoyed G’s witty banter, and looks forward to meeting G in less than two weeks.

If you would like to contact Glyn, he has a profile on Recon – skinsbootboy.

loki

loki (A.K.A. big bro)

Sir’s puppy named after the Norse god Loki, who was appears in Nordic mythology as a ’shape shifter’ who was known for his mischievous behaviour and playful demeanour which lead to the Norse Gods quarrelling.

loki has been Sir’s puppy for approximately three years, and wears Sir’s collar.

loki is into cock sucking, boot work, piss, breath control, and Master/pup scenes, BLUF gear and more…

red started talking to loki a few years ago, through Recon, but didn’t start speaking to loki regularly until approximately August 2009.

Some months later loki and red speak regularly both online and by phone. Loki is also a collector of movies, and films. He’s eagerly looking forward to SATC2, and the Alien presequel. And loves Kylie, Madonna and the rest of the ‘Divas’

If you would like to contact loki, he has a profile on Recon – collaredpup.

red is back wearing the cock ring from 13.07 today. Thank you Sir.

This doggy had been trying to figure out a way to control its hard ons, to minimise the pain that the cock ring inflicts after sustained period in time.

As cold showers have been knocked out of the running, red is at a loss.

The problem is worse at night – with red waking up a few times per night with a throbbing cock.

All suggestions welcome. (PLEASE HELP)

red

red has been wearing a steel cock ring for about 3 days now, under orders from Sir.  It started with that nice cold band  fun, great hard on and few side effects.

Two days later, and red had to partake of 3 cold showers, before a suggestive comment to stop.

On the third day (today) after a long night of interrupted sleep, no consent to cold shower, red saw 2.40am, 3.58am, 6.04am, 7.22am and 8.07am.

Finally @ 12.08, Sir granted red a 1 hour break from the cock ring –

Thankyou Sir

red

It’s two weeks today that red will be meeting Sir, G, and Loki for the first time in Birmingham. I’m due to land at around 8am on the 11/12.

Mick even sent a text to remind me this morning, not that this doggy could forget.

So, how does the doggy feel about it all? Aprehensive, excited, hard, happy, a strange feeling of relief, in control (in terms of how red has felt over the last number of weeks) and remarkably humbled.

What does red expect?

This is quite a tough question to answer, normally I’d advoid acknowledging expectations as they’re quite difficult to manage. The same is true here, so at the moment this is what red is expecting -
Friendship
Tolerance
and a chance to develop or explore the e-connection W/we have made.

No pressure though, if I end up with three friends, I have gained the most valuable thing in the world.

Sir George Mackenzie of Rosehaugh, also known as ‘Bluidy Mackenzie’ was a lawyer and lord advocate in the late 1600s and one of the most infamous hanging judges. As lord advocate, he was made minister in charge of the fate of the ‘Covenanters’, religious protesters arguing towards protestant law enforcement in Scotland. The inhumanity of his prosecution towards the ‘Covenanters’ gained him the nickname ‘Bluidy Mackenzie’ due to his responsibility for the deaths of over 18,000 men. He died in 1691 and was buried in Greyfriars Churchyard in Edinburgh.

In 1990, the tomb of George Mackenzie was broken into and two days later the unexplained events began. There have been an unbelievable number of alleged attacks in the last few years with a reported 500 documented incidents including 190 people collapsing. Visitors to his grave have reported bruises, scratches, gouge marks, bites and bafflingly even a number of broken fingers. One woman obtained rope marks around her neck as if she had been hung. Reverend Colin Grant attempted to perform an exorcism on the area with his son and two journalists as witnesses but claimed the forces were too overpowering and had to stop as he feared for his life. Two weeks later Colin Grant died of a heart attack.

The events were too much for Edinburgh City Council to take; subsequently they closed that area of the graveyard to the public, although ghost tours still visit the area and the spectators are recurrently haunted.

Well, I will let you make your own assumption.
This guy did a pole dance to I NEED YOU TO SURVIVE by Hezekiah Walker.
Hum….Uh….Sir????

Richard Branson arrives at Air Venture with White Knight II

Sir Richard Branson comments he got the first ride because he is the Virgin

Rich Branson kisses Burt Rutan

Pretty much the least fashionable and happiest day of my life

My pics from inside the cockpit (check out the Simpson sticker):

My New Ride Home

I had at least 5 sales guys at Oshkosh say to me (like I was a little girl): “I bet you want to learn to fly now.” No Mo**** F***** I know how to fly! :-p  See if I ever buy a plane from you Not sure whether to correct them, slap them, or smile and be a “lady”

¿ESTAS DISPUESTO A SUBIR A LA CUMBRE DEL EVEREST QUE SE PRESENTA EN TU VIDA?

NO HAY ÉXITO SIN FRACASOS
POR: FRANCISCO DE LA PEZA BERRÍOS.

No podemos hablar del éxito sin tener en cuenta los fracasos a los que tendremos que enfrentarnos. Son muy escasas las personas que logran el éxito en el primer intento por realizar lo que se proponen. Y de quienes lo logran,  la mayoría no puede mantenerse en él por muchos tiempo, ya que al lograrlo con la facilidad con la que lo hicieron, no aprenden a valorarlo.
El verdadero éxito se escribe con toda una historia. Son muy escasas aquellas historias de éxito que no se han escrito con grandes esfuerzos y quienes lo logran, muchas veces han tenido que probar la amargura de algunos fracasos.
La gran mayoría de las personas de éxito, sin duda alguna traen cargando a cuestas una larga historia de momentos amargos, dolorosos, y de muchos sufrimientos, de gran esfuerzo y sobre todo de una gran perseverancia.
Sir Edmund Hillary fue el primer hombre que logró conquistar la cumbre del Everest, el 29 de mayo de 1953, logrando escalar los casi 9000 metros de la montaña más alta del mundo.
Pero aquel no fue su primer intento, ya en 1952 había tratado de lograrlo, sin embargo había fracasado aquella primera vez, pero de ninguna manera se dio la vuelta y volvió a casa y se sentó a llorar las penas de su fracaso, al contrario, se empeñó en lograrlo.
De hecho, tras su primera expedición fue invitado a una conferencia en Inglaterra, cuando llegó al estrado, se desató una fuerte y larga ovación, Sir Edmund se alejó del micrófono, se puso al pie del escenario, volvió la mirada hacia la fotografía de la imponente montaña, levantó la mano y señalándola le gritó. – ¡Everest! ¡Me venciste la primera ocasión, pero yo ganaré la próxima vez, porque tú ya creciste todo lo que podías… pero yo sigo creciendo!
La pregunta que quiero hacerle es ¿Usted sigue creciendo frente a los retos o ya se dio por vencido?
El éxito requiere de un proceso de desarrollo con perseverancia y dedicación. Nada se logra sólo con extender la mano, todo requiere de un esfuerzo.
Las personas de éxito denominan lecciones y enseñanzas a lo que todas las personas califican como “fracasos”.
Si usted quiere alcanzar el éxito, debe pensar que a cada paso que dé se encontrará con un Everest, y que tal vez, cada una de esas gigantescas montañas lo vencerán una, dos, tres o mil veces, sin embargo, usted tendrá la oportunidad de decirle: “¡Everest en esta ocasión tu venciste, pero la siguiente yo te voy a vencer!”. Pero para eso debe estar convencido que es más grande que los retos que se le presentan.
El éxito es la mezcla adecuada de una pasión incomparable por lo que quiere lograr, una seria determinación por alcanzar el objetivo deseado, un profundo convencimiento de que puede lograrlo, aunque para ello tenga que hacer el intento un millón de veces.

We recognized each other immediately, even though we had only shared a few pictures online.  I smiled widely and waved.  We hugged and it felt wonderful…he was a bear.  But he didn’t stay cuddly for long.  He grabbed the hair on the back of my head and pulled hard.  He knew that was just what he had to do to own me from that moment on.  We kissed and it felt so right.  But although originally I had intended to join him for a beer and talk, I soon had another idea entirely.  We walked, holding hands from time to time.  All the while my insides were churning with excitement and a little bit of fear.  Knowing all Chuck really wanted to do was cut my clothes off and rape me made my pussy tingle in spite of itself.
Finally I steered him away from the crowds and down a dark alley I knew of.  It was nice and quiet just as I’d hoped.  He knew just what was on my mind, he pushed me against the wall and grabbed my neck while kissing me.  “You know I could do anything I want to you right now,” he growled.
“Yes,” I sighed, already my pussy dripped with arousal.  He kissed me hard.  Despite the fact that we were both living out a fantasy, we felt a little bit nervous and exposed.  Every noise made us worry about being seen or getting caught.  So we walked deeper into the alley and stumbled across a little fenced in atrium.  Chuck wanted to go in but I was still nervous.  “Let’s go in there,” he said.
“I don’t know, the fence kinda makes it look like this would be trespassing,” I hesitated.  Partly because I was afraid of trespassing and partly because I knew he could probably get away with raping me in there.
Eventually he lured me inside and things got really heated.  My memory fails me of every detail, when I get into subspace my mind kind of shuts down and gives way to my body.  We kissed more…he stopped at one point and said, “We haven’t really negotiated this scene so I just want to say that you can safeword at any time…what words do you like to use?”
“The colors are fine,” I managed to pant out.  I was trembling and breathless as he told me what a slut I was and asked me how much I liked to fool around where any body could see us.  He bit me and slapped me, all of which made me crazy.
He pointed to the ground and said, “You’d like it if I tore your clothes off right now and took you right here, wouldn’t you?”
“I can’t…” I stuttered.  He knew I wasn’t on birth control.
“I didn’t say can you, I said you want to don’t you?”
“Yes,” I gulped.
“You’re so wet right now aren’t you?”
“Yes I am.”
He jammed his hand down my skirt and found it to be so true.  He held me up from behind because my legs could barely hold me.  My eyes searched around for a minute to see if someone might be looking before I was to aroused to care.  I clutched him as my clit exploded.  As he continued to work me, I squirted hard.
“Look at you, you’re coming right here in the street where anyone could see you,” Chuck said.  “How many times did you come?”
“Twice,” I said.
“Well those were the only freebies you’re going to get, from now on you have to ask permission, do you understand?”
“Yes, I understand, Sir,” I whispered.
“Not sure if I can get my magic fingers at just the right angle here.”  He managed to work a couple fingers inside me and to my surprise as well, found the g-spot.
Suddenly I became terrified, I can’t control my g-spot orgasms, especially when I am as aroused as I was in that moment.  “No, please,” I begged, “I can’t control them.”  I started struggling, he had told me that he wanted me to fight…I know he must have liked it, knowing I was terrified that he would make me orgasm uncontrollably.  Or maybe he was just looking forward to the punishment.
He was spitting out a tirade of words, telling me what a slut I was and I was loving it.  Then he said, “That’s all you’re good for, a wet whole to be used.”
I pushed my head into his shoulder and whimpered, “No, please don’t say that.”  I really meant it but I was curious what his reaction would be since I hadn’t used the safeword.
“I’m sorry,” he said, “I went to far.”  Since it was our first time playing together I enjoyed seeing his tender side leak through his violent side.  But I made a mental note that if we were going to do the rape scene under NO circumstances should he break “character” unless I safe worded.  At this point I was sure it would be safe to act that out…and I couldn’t wait.
He grabbed me and slammed me back against the fence.  It made a very dramatic noise when my head hit it but it didn’t hurt at all, “I’m so sorry, are you ok?”
I laughed, thinking for a brief moment he felt the fear that he had just accidentally bashed my head in.  I assured him I was ok and we moved on, giggling a bit.
“I was wondering,” I said, “How bad my punishment would be if I grabbed your crotch right now.”
“Why don’t you find out?”
What I really longed to do was drop to my knees and take it in my mouth right that minute but I knew he would not allow that.  So I worked it through his pants until he let me unfasten his belt and touch it with my fingers.  He had worked me into a frenzy on line by telling me that his cock was uncut.  I had only been with one uncircumcised man before and I found it wonderful.  It broke my heart that most American boys were deprived a part of their sexual organs.  He only let me handle it for a few minutes.
The hour was getting late and I knew I had to be getting back.  I said something about it but Chuck had other ideas.  His hand were pinching my nipples and his hand was twisted in my hair, pulling it hard again.  There was no way I was going anywhere.  Next thing I knew, in a flash he had exposed my breasts and I screamed, automatically going to cover them, “Oh no, it’s cold.”  When we first started talking about how he’d like to “force” me to do things and wanted me to struggle, I did not even know if I could do it.  When I get turned on I just want to please and comply.  But clearly knew how to bring it out in me.  I wanted what he was doing but I accessed that part of me that allowed me to struggle.
I wish I could remember more details…every moment was so delicious.  “I’ve never done anything like this before,” he chuckled.
“Neither have I,” I said.
“I thought you said you used to have sex in public all the time,” he said.
“Oh, right…well I haven’t done anything like this since I was a minor,” I corrected.  Those memories of hot teen sex anywhere we could get it were so long gone that it seemed like another person, another lifetime.   And it certainly didn’t have anything to do with BDSM.
We walked back to the car, talking and flirting.  He talked some more about how even though he liked submissive women, the last thing he wanted was for me to lie there and take it.  He wanted to see my spirit, my spunk.
I had wondered before if Jason would want me to struggle.  I think part of him knew if I got too excited, struggled too much I could most likely hurt him…he is strong but I outweigh him.  Chuck, on the other hand, was big enough and strong enough to take me down if I struggled hard.  I still felt comfortable if things got out of hand that I knew enough tricks stop him.  But now I knew that would not be necessary.  He had showed me his D as well as his heart.
When we got to the car, I remember him grabbing my neck, choking me right there on the sidewalk where several people gave us funny looks.  I have expected the police to arrive…I hoped the people who saw us could tell that I was loving every minute of it.  Then he started spanking me.  It stung so well, I knew when he got me alone my ass was going to get it.  I tried to get away from him, working some more on that spirit he wanted to see.
I tried to hug him good bye but he grabbed me and started to pull me away from the car.  “Remember you can safeword at any time,” he said, “Or you can just say, I really have to go.”
“I really have to go,” I said firmly but sadly.  I didn’t want to destroy the chance that I could see him again by getting carried away at our first meeting.

He’s fat with this yuck grin. He calls peppy  puppy.

He plays games on his phone while I study.

he  ‘forgot’ about my tution the day before the exam.

He barely teaches me.

He keeps saying ‘next’ and plays his games happily.

He gets pleasure out of beating peppy for no reason.

He once shouted at me. I said; ‘SIr, please don’t shout.’ He told Mum that I ordered him to shut the hell up.

I wish he would go drown in his toilet.

He calls My friend, Syeda, ‘pretty girl’. Guess what he calls me.

Once, when he went to the toilet, he didn’t pull the flush chain.

Seriously.

SO. Yucky, or what?

I hate him.

Sarà presentato venerdì 27 Novembre alle ore 18,presso la libreria Nemo a Porto Torres,il libro di poesie di Fabrizio Pittalis “Molto spiacenti,Sir”.
Parteciperanno all’evento:Franco Enna,Alessandro Muresu,Lella Cucca,Lia Ruggiu,Giuseppe Nocco e Frankye Fancello.

Sarà presentato venerdì 27 Novembre alle ore 18,presso la libreria Nemo a Porto Torres,il libro di poesie di Fabrizio Pittalis “Molto spiacenti,Sir”.
Parteciperanno all’evento:Franco Enna,Alessandro Muresu,Lella Cucca,Lia Ruggiu,Giuseppe Nocco e Frankye Fancello.

Napokon sam uspjela doći do fotografija snimljenih proljetos koje su ostale zarobljene u računalu koje se pokvarilo. Iz tog vremena je i ovaj fenomenalni krumpir čiji sam recept prvi puta vidjela ovdje.

Malo sam se igrala receptom te sam zajedno pekla krumpir obogaćen samo pancetom, pa onda s pancetom i sirom, a i onako lišo bez punjenja. Sve tri vrste su vrijedne pažnje.  Može se poslužiti kao prilog, ali uz dodatak kiselog vrhnja ili milerama može biti i samostalan obrok.

Sastojci potrebni za krumpir pripremljen na ovako neobičan, a oku ugodan način sigurno uvijek imate u kući, a to su

krumpir srednje veličine
panceta narezana na fete
sir (npr. gauda ili neki drugi koji se dobro topi)
sol
papar
ulje

Dakle krumpir je potrebno oguliti, oprati i narezati, ali tako da se sve fete drže na dnu. Kao bi to uspjelo najbolje je krumpir položiti u žlicu i onda rezati, jer ona će zadržati nož da prereže do kraja. Između staviti komadiće pancete i sira, blago posoliti, posuti paprom i po želji origanom. Posudu u kojoj ćete peći namažite uljem, posložite krumpir, dolijte oko pola decilitra vode, poklopite (može i aluminijskom folijom) i stavite u pećnicu koja je zagrijana na 200°C. Pecite oko pola sata, otkrijte i pecite još dok krumpir porumeni.

No me sigas provocando. No te das cuenta que me miras y lo dices todo. Que esperas alcanzar mi vehiculo cuando salimos del mismo lugar, que te he visto mirando a mi retrovisor y me siento como exhibicionista en acción. Me gustas. Ese descuido y ese sentido del arte que te cubre me excita. Esa forma de vestir, ese sello peculiar que reconozco en cualquiera que se me parezca a ti me desdobla. Esa forma de mirarme me desarma, no entiendes que dices más de lo que quieres sin darte cuenta. Y que cada vez que hablas las indirectas me dan el mensaje completo. No insista señor, puede despertar a mi perversa interior.

Me gusta sentir tu mirada cercana y tu olor cuando pasas a mi lado. Tu sentido por el arte me provoca morbo, imagino sentir tus manos como dedos de pintor en lienzo tras bastidor. Imagino tus dedos deslizándose como toque en escultura. No sé si te sienta artista, pero creas obras de arte en mi imaginación, y esculturas con mis manos cuando te pienso en la oscuridad de mi habitación.

Just last week I got back from a long cruise with my family. It was pretty sweet and a fun vacation. If anyone has been on cruise before, you know that the workers on the ship are very polite and are always calling people “sir” and “madame.” So that was quite interesting… I probably got sirred 75% of the time, called miss/madame/m’am 15% of the time, and called sir then “corrected” to miss/madame 10% of the time.

I know that I look very masculine, especially if my chest is covered by a sweatshirt I have on or something, so I wasn’t all that caught off guard that I was being called “sir.” It was just bizarre seeing how I was treated differently, depending upon whether I was perceived as male or female. Like they would always give the women the menus first, take their orders first, give them their plates of food first, etc. So there were some nights when the waiter would be taking our orders and would be like, “let me start off with the ladies.” One night we were sitting in a circle in the order of my grandmother, my mom, me, my dad, and my grandfather. So the waiter took my grandmother’s order, then my mom’s order, then skipped over me and took my grandfather and my dad’s order, then he got to me and he addressed me as “sir.”

And another night the waiter was like, “let me start off with the young man” and he came over to take my order. I would never correct them, cause I didn’t care all that much (plus, I’m sort of… confused… about my gender identity and what to do about it). But sometimes I did find myself sort of hunching over or crossing my arms over my chest, just to make sure the waiter didn’t then notice his “mistake” and have things get embarrassing/awkward.

The real strange thing is that I wasn’t binding my chest, so I would be wearing a polo shirt or a button down shirt, with an obvious chest (albeit, small hah), and I’d still get called “sir.” I mean, I guess that’s good and means they are not checking out people’s chests or anything. lol.

One time I was in a little shop bartering with a guy for a souvenir, and I was in the shop with my dad. The guy working there was like, “What can I get for you fellas?” Then when we bought something and left he was like, “Thanks, fellas.” Mind you, I had on a polo shirt with an obvious chest. I didn’t care or mind it all that much, it just seemed so strange.

Another funny thing is that Faces in iPhoto (if you don’t know, it recognizes the features of your face or something, then picks you out in new pictures you add to iPhoto) thought that our hot cruise director was me. I don’t mind, cause he is as handsome as anything, so I got a kick out of it. When I clicked to confirm if I was in the pictures Faces suggested, like seven pictures of the cruise director came up. And I actually do think our faces look quite alike.

Esta é uma dúvida comum para comissários de bordo brasileiros: como devo me dirigir a um passageiro do sexo masculino? “Sir” ou “Mister”? E a uma passageira? “Mrs” /missis/ ou “Madam”?

O correto é: apenas usamos “Mr” ou “Mrs” seguidos do nome do(a) passageiro(a), por exemplo: “Mr Jacobs please identify yourself to a crew member”, ou “Would a Mrs Stevens please come to the main door?”

Quando vamos chamar a atenção de um passageiro, utilizamos “Sir” para homens e “Ma’am” /méãm/ para mulheres, como nos seguintes exemplos: “Sir, please put your seat in the upright position for landing”, ou “I’m sorry, ma’am, but we’re out of red wine”. Essa é a maneira formal de nos dirigirmos a passageiros durante o vôo.

Não erre mais! Have a nice flight!/ Tenha um ótimo voo!

No more Sir Ian McKellen pentru urmatorul film “X-Men”. Actorul a declarat ca nu va aparea in cel mai nou film cu mutanti, si anume “X-Men Origins: Magneto”, pentru ca este prea batran sa mai interpreteze rolul lui Magneto.

Filmul va avea acelasi fir narativ ca si in cazul primului film de genul “X-Men Origins” dedicat in totalitate lui Wolverine (Hugh Jackman).

Ian McKellen a participat in 3 filme X-Men pana acum, interpretand rolul maleficului Magneto. Pentru ca acest film va fi dedicat in totalitate personajului sau, actorul in varsta de 70 de ani nu crede ca mai poate face fata.

Recept je malo drugačiji nego ostali koji se pod tim imenom mogu naći na internetu i u knjigama, sastojci su isti no količine su malo izmijenjene i prilagođene  prvenstveno zato jer mi je u originalnom receptu bilo previše šećera i praška za pecivo.

Tijesto:

25 dag brašna
½ paketića praška za pecivo (6 g)
10 dag šećera
1 vanilin šećer (1 dag)
15 dag maslaca
3 žumanjka

Prvi nadjev:

15 dag mljevenih oraha
3 žlice šećera
malo ruma

Drugi nadjev:

50 dag svježeg sira
15 dag šećera
2 žlice griza
snijeg od 3 bjelanjka

Odvojite žumanjke od bjelanjka. U zdjelu stavite brašno pomiješano s praškom za pecivo, obje vrste šećera, maslac i žumanjke. Umijesite glatko tijesto, podijelite na dva dijela i ostavite na hladnom neka miruje pola sata.

Promiješajte mljevene orahe i šećer. Svježi sir dobro izmiješajte pa promiješajte sa šećerom i grizom, bjelanjke istucite u čvrsti snijeg pa ih dodajte svježem siru uz lagano i nježno miješanje.

Ukljičite pećnicu na 180°C.

Namažite lim za pečenje (ovo je pečeno u limu veličine 35×20 cm) i pospite ga brašnom

Razvaljajte jednu polovicu tijesta, položite u lim za pečenje, zatim razvaljajte drugu polovinu tijesta, neka pričeka na radnoj površini . Tijesto u limu za pečenje pospite mješavinom oraha i šećera pa na kraju poprskajte rumom. Preko oraha izlijte nadjev od svježeg sira, poravnjate i na to položite drugi dio tijesta. Da vam bude lakše poslužite se valjkom, jednostavno “namotajte” tijesto na njega stavite iznad lima i “odmotajte” preko nadjeva. Na nekoliko mjesta tijesto nabodite vilicom ili nožem kako se ne bi napuhnulo tokom pečenja.

Stavite u zagrijanu pećnice i pecite oko 40 minuta.

Gotov kolač po želji pospite šećerom u prahu.

Looks sooo much better/closer to the real thing!

One that puts a big fat smile on my face

]]> http://mrwelton.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/daily-dino-fact-sir-richard-owen-dinosaur-hunter/ Tue, 10 Nov 2009 02:37:14 +0000 Mr. Welton http://mrwelton.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/daily-dino-fact-sir-richard-owen-dinosaur-hunter/

In today’s Daily Dino Fact ”cos” asks “Which person first ever discovered dinosaurs?” and Rex answers the question =), I was fascinated myself.

for more info concerning the text above read below:

Q: Which person first ever discovered dinosaurs? Cos

A: Well Cos, dinosaur fossils have been found by humans for a very long time. It is believed that many ancient Chinese myths about dragons were founded on the fossil remains of dinosaurs. However, it wasn’t until the 1600’s that a dinosaur bone was scientifically described. Even then, humans still didn’t know quite what it was.

Robert Plot, an English museum curator, found a bone in 1676 that he believed to be the thigh bone of an ancient giant human being. Based on drawings we have of his find, most assume it was part of a Megalosaurus bone.

In 1822, Mary Ann Mantell from England found a set of giant fossilized dinosaur teeth that she thought belonged to an ancient iguana.

Finally, in 1841, Sir Richard Owen hypothesized that these collection of bones weren’t from any kind of animal that we were ever aware of before. He decided that these group of animals should be called “Dinosauria” which we all know means “terrible lizard.” He was the first person to actually coin the term “Dinosaur” and has become famous for this.

Thank you so much for the question, Cos.

-Rex

In a crucial match for both the teams, one fighting for survival and the other for the top spot, Portsmouth will be hosting Manchester United at Fratton park on Sunday. It is an important match for the red devils but it will be even more important for the team which is badly in need for points and as the experts says it is unlikely that they will achieve this mission.
News from the locker room is that Manchester United will be out in full force for the match against the port club and will be forcing a big win to boost up their confidence.Owen Hargreaves is recovering fast but is unlikely to start even the bench remains unlikely for him. From Portsmouth, the team under Avram Grant will be hoping to show up a good performance against the red devils which may bring some temporary relief but a huge boost of confidence.

The big match this weekend will be Chelsea Vs Arsenal at the Emirates Stadium and the most keen watchers of that match will be Manchester United who would be hoping that Chelsea looses but that will be making things complex as the Gunners will then close in on United.
In yet another big match for the reds, Liverpool will be up against their neighbours Everton in a crucial match.Liverpool who have been knocked out of the champions league will be desperate for a win. Gerrard is expected to play a heavy role so to take his club where it belongs.
The other matches this weekend includes:
Saturday
Blackburn Rovers Vs Stoke City 15:00 Hours
Fulham Vs Bolton Wanderers 15:00 Hours
Manchester City Vs Hull City 15:00 Hours
West Ham United Vs Burnley 15:00 Hours
Wigan Athletic Vs Sunderland 15:00 Hours
Aston Villa Vs Tottenham Hotspur 17:30 Hours

Sunday
Wolverhampton Wanderers Vs Birmingham City 12:00 Hours
Everton Vs Liverpool 13:30 Hours
Arsenal Vs Chelsea 16:00 Hours