Snow is beautiful.

"Snow is the precipitation in the form of flakes of crystalline water that fall from the clouds. Since snow is composed of small ice particles, it is a granular material. It has an open and therefore soft structure, unless subjected to external pressures."
The abovementioned is the definition of  what snow is -- scientifically.
This is a very useful definition and I am sure many people have and are working for the purposes of studying snow.  But I hope they do not forget one important thing -- that snow is also beautiful!
The beauty, the magic seems to get lost in the endless efforts of understanding things. It is the same in everything, and of course I mean my studies.
You ride on your passion to get to where you want and once you get there, everyone tries to keep telling you that you must question everything, the passion you rode on, the path that took you there, and everything that is a part of your journey. I do not mind doing that, in fact, I enjoy that, but please can we also remember that is is beautiful?
It is almost midnight, and as I watch the snowflakes fall under the dim light of my kitchen balcony -- I think to myself of the snowy days in Baku, when I would spend hours playing with friends. Wherever it falls -- snow is beautiful!

Baku -- the city of dreams.

I have just come back from Baku. It was a fun trip -- my daughter's first birthday, the New Year celebrations and many other new meetings, etc.
The city is growing, changing very fast. It is only the Caspian Sea  -- calm, relaxed, romantic.. and the strong winds -- severe, cold but predictable that have remained the same.
I walked along the Caspian and thought a lot about Baku. I thought how beautiful Baku is and how everything that is changing, both good and bad, create many new ways and opportunities to love Baku.
The flame towers that rise from the centre of the city seemed to me as a decision that Baku has made -- the city is burning with desire to grow, to let the world know about it and to let the world love it! There are still many things to change, improve, develop in Azerbaijan. But Baku, the capital city,  has made its decision. Baku wants to tell its story to the world.
What can I do for Baku? I also want to tell the world about this amazing city where so much has happened and so little is known about. The city where my friends, family and I have learned to dream. Baku -- the city of dreams!