Thursday, December 12, 2002

Hi everyone
Hope everything is fine with you. Lately too many things happened to me, I�m kind of busy doing some projects (supposedly to earn money). It�s been 3 weeks I�m visiting a physiotherapist, then going home and getting bored, seeing some friends and spending time with them, sometimes going to have dinner with them. I guess these are all to give a short description about what�s going on here. For those who don�t know, I�m now in Beirut for vacation, and waiting desperately the Christmas and the New Year eve, so I can return back to Yerevan. I see people doesn�t have hope for the future, my friends all are busy with their work, most of them not liking what they do, but because they need the job, they�re doing it. Well, the story of the therapist somehow was difficult for me, I�m a programmer, I work average 7 hours/day on the PC, so my right shoulder muscles and the ones lower are loosing their elasticity, this is called fibrosis, the fibers are getting dried or something, anyway, the cause is lack of exercise and not drinking enough water (8 cups per day), I wasn�t expecting such a thing to happen to me, I left sports 2 years ago, and this is the result.

Anyway, let me tell you about the concert I attend last Sunday. Lilit Pipoyan and Etvart Dzorikyan were here, they were invited to come to Beirut and give one concert, the place, had 800 seats (500 first floor and 300 second floor), I guess there was 600-750, (first floor was full, second was half full), it took almost 2 hours, they were great, and everyone was happy about the concert. There were few songs, which totally had impact on me, coz I know what they were talking about, coz I live in Yerevan, and I understand what they mean. Believe me if I were in Yerevan, I wouldn�t enjoy this much, but listening to them far from hayrenik will give more sensation and emotion.

Oh, one more thing I like to add is that there�s no better spirit of having an Armenian wine (Areni 1991, brought with me) in a clay cup (bought from Vernisage). I can smell the odor of my country, the smell of the earth and the soil. And that makes me feel stronger and reminds me all the good and bad days I lived in Armenia.
(I was going to log long time ago, but when I reach home the pain won�t let me to work, now I�m at work and because we have some Internet problems I had the time to write this. Hope my back will cure and I�ll be logging from home, and we have good connection.)
See you
P.S. I forgot to mention you how I got the ticket. As always I met a friend and after we interchanged "hi, helli, how are you" he gave me the ticket for me to buy.

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