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define it = ambition

the travelling RED BAG define a potential in ME as in a word ‘ambition’..hopefully it turns to be a good ambitions that lead to dreams and success, even it means to take a risk…….

Just like this editorial about the dreams (which eventually happens) of making the tallest building in the world….

The Peak of Something

Published: January 5, 2010

On Monday, Dubai celebrated the completion of what is now, and is likely to remain for some time, the tallest building on the planet and its last-second name change. What was supposed to be called Burj Dubai (burj means tower in Arabic) rises to 2,717 feet above a series of rounded, bronzed setbacks. It took five years to complete and cost $1.5 billion. At the opening, it was renamed Burj Khalifa, in honor of Sheik Khalifa bin Zayed al-Nahyan, the president of Abu Dhabi, which gave Dubai a $10 billion loan a few weeks ago to help head off the country’s financial collapse.

The building sets many other records: highest swimming pool, highest mosque, tallest service elevator, highest outdoor observation deck, highest vertical concrete pumping during construction, first Armani hotel. From the top you can see 60 miles away — and back to 2004 when construction started in the midst of a real estate frenzy.

It is hard, despite the glitter and fireworks, not to see Burj Khalifa as a monument to Dubai’s burst real estate bubble and a caution against much of the world’s overreach during the last few years. Its developer says that the building is 90 percent sold. That would make it the exception in Dubai where real estate prices have dropped by as much as 50 percent from their height.

We are all for vaulting ambition and reaching for the heights. But Burj Khalifa is also a reminder that what the world needs right now is sensibly lowered expectations and a far more solid economic foundation on which to build going forward.

From The New York Times – Editorial

Long live the travelling RED BAG!!!

what defines the travelling RED BAG and ME??

like i've told you all,,that the travelling RED BAG is my partner,,it knows my journey,,like a diary that i wrote in it and hold on it for no one is allowed to see..it's a place where i kept my stories..it knows me more than any other..it stays silence, for it never spoke without my permission..gave my trust on it,,gave my mind and heart for it to keep..dreams,,hope,,expressions,,what lies beneath..

so now,,the travelling RED BAG is opened...

to share you how i looked like...to know me much better without knowing me..

so,,how do i looked like??

and the travelling RED BAG would answer....

and she who lies in the undpredictible world and loved to seek for answer to her own curiosity of the future..made a remarkable plan of dreams to follow,,for it motivated her to succeed..mostly got her positive mind at places she touched....believing in true friendship and in the integration of people in a living enthusiasm spirit,,which lies under her silence face...

indeed this is a way how the travelling RED BAG describe in its own way...

for those the closest would the better in me in the best way,,indeed...

Long live the travelling RED BAG!!

strawberry swings - the lyrics...

by : Coldplay

They were sitting

In the strawberry swing

Every moment was so precious

They were sitting

They were talking

In the strawberry swing

Everybody was for fighting

Wouldn’t wanna waste a thing

Cold, cold water

Bring me round

Now my feet

Won’t touch the ground

Cold, cold water

What ya say?

It’s such

It’s such a perfect day

I remember

We were walking up

To strawberry swing

I can’t wait til the morning

wouldn’t wanna change

people leaving all the time

inside

a perfectly straight line

don’t you wanna curve away

it’s such

It’s such a perfect day

Now the sky could be blue

I don’t mind

Without you

It’s a waste of time

could be blue

I don’t mind

Without you

It’s a waste of time

could be blue

could be grey

Without you

I’m just miles away

could be blue

I don’t mind

Without you

It’s a waste of time

long live the travelling RED BAG!!

strawberry swings - a visit to a park

the traveling RED BAG first pay a visit to a beautiful park were people sat down under a tree with the face held up to the sky..
a place were we could lift our thoughts of our life...

the park was full of the same colored bag gathered around, laying down and had some treats..
it all look the same,,those bag...
except,,the beutiful flowers with butterflies and bee buzzing around it,the soft green grass,the pond filled with beautiful fishes,the clear blue sky, brown wood benches, long way rocky footsteps..
all seems natural...
except those same colored bag,,once again...

the travelling RED BAG wonder around the park to look for the comfiest place to stay
then,,found a place near the pond...
the traveling RED BAG was alone and different from the same colored bags...
laying down,,with the face held up to see the shaping clouds..
the clouds shaped a different,,so insteresting...
so then the thoughts began to whizzed around on a cloud shape strawberry...
remembering it's favorite fruit...
so the thoughts landed on the dreams and long past stories which were kept inside the travelling RED BAG...

so,the travelling RED BAG open up the zipper...
and then it began...

long live STRAWBERRY SWINGS.....