Thank you, Bulent.
It seems that the Middle East as a whole is moving in the very wrong
direction. So, each country gets its own share of trouble. Not that I
like it any way.
I am thinking of you more often that you might imagine.
Boris
On 7/13/2014 11:00 PM, Bulent Celasun wrote:
Dear Boris,
I am aware of the situation.
I thought about you and your family.
I just happen to visit my computer less frequently these days.
Although, of different sort and uncomparable to yours, my country
seems to be on the verge of some serious disorder.
I just fail to find a proper way to express myself...
Remaining calm was something I thought I was good at until this age.
It may not be any longer.
I hate watching this building up of anger... everywhere.
Hope you all do well and hope we shall see a better world soon...
Bulent
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2014-07-13 6:49 GMT+03:00 Boris Liberman <bori...@gmail.com>:
Hello.
Below is the statement of the fact. It is not my intent to convey any
emotional sub-text whatsoever. Times are approximate, except the very first
one.
* 5:50 - my alarm clock rings; I swipe it to silence. I decide to linger in
bed a bit longer.
* 6:00 - Julia wakes up and starts her morning routine
* 6:10 - we hear rocket alarm, I jump out of bed. Julia grabs the kids and
heads to the stairway of our house. According to rear command, we have 90
seconds to get to safety. This gives me time to pull on my yesterday's
t-shirt and trousers. We climb down two stories, it seems that everyone in
our building (4 story, 40 years old) agree that the area between the first
and second floor is the safest. First floor is one immediately above the
ground floor. We're alone as no one is awake at this time of day.
* 6:15 - we hear some booms. It is interceptor rockets handy work. Anat is
counting.
* 6:20 - I suggest we return. Girls start to stand up as they were sitting
on the floor. We hear another rocket alarm. The girls return to sitting on
the floor.
* 6:25 - We hear some more booms. Anat keeps her count. The doors around us
start to open as our neighbors drag themselves out of bed. Few minutes later
we return home to start our day.
Now comes the emotional part. It's been about a week since this has started.
Only one list member, blessed be his name, has written to me off the list.
Frankly, your silence is deafening...
Carry on.
Boris
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