Beggars - To Give Or Not To Give?

I often hear people arguing over this topic. Some say that we should give small cash so that they can survive for one day and others argue that they are actually very rich or lazy that they don't deserve any financial help? What do YOU think? Do you give them a small cash? If you do, do you give to any beggar on the street or you select? If you don't give, then why you don't do that? How do you feel about the whole situation? Please share with us your thoughts and opinions.

Tashkent - Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow

How do you remember Tashkent in old days? How this, one of largest and greenest cities in former Soviet Union, changed today? And how will you expect to see Tashkent after a few or many years? Some people dislike it and while others fell in love with this Central Asia's amazing city. How do you personally feel about this part of the world?

Freedom — At What Cost?

Written by: SALEH AL-SHAIBANY

Let me tell you a story. The owner of two small birds left the door of the cage open after feeding them. One of them flew out like a bullet to seek freedom. The bird hit the opposite wall and died instantly. The bird that stayed behind had another partner to share its captivity for the rest of its life.

Sometimes, freedom is not a good proposition. It comes at a very high price. It spells the same thing, whether it is animals or humans.

What Is The Best Age To Get Married?

Some people say that it is good to get married at early age when you are young and full of energy while others argue that it is better to get married a bit later when you have a foundation for a happy family.

What is your own opinion? What is the best way to follow? Please share with us with what view you hold/prefer/like and support your opinion with your personal stories, details, facts and explanation.

Time Is Never An Enemy!

You go back home after a hard day at work to be with your family. But your time and priority are reserved for the sofa. Time is always racmg against your real priorities.

I was listening to my five-year-old daughter talking to another five-year-old. They were both not aware of me standing close by. My daughter was brag¬ging, and it was about me. She was telling her friend that her father was the nicest dad in the world. I read her bed¬time stories, played with her and bought her the nicest toys.
The problem was, as I lis¬tened to her, I could not remember when was the last time I had bought her a toy or read her a bedtime story. I might have done it months ago, and the frequencies between each action were far apart. But I was her father, and whether 1 was perform¬ing my role well or not, I was worth the brag.

When my daughter paused for a breather, she turned and saw me. She squealed and ran to me. She gave me a hug and I turned a shade of red with guilt.

MONEY - How Important Is It For You?

For money you can have everything it is said. No, that is not true. You can buy food, but not appetite; medicine, but not health; soft beds, but not sleep; knowledge but not intelligence; glitter, but not comfort; fun, but not pleasure; acquaintances, but not friendship; servants, but not faithfulness; grey hair, but not honor; quiet days, but not peace. The shell of all things you can get for money. But not the kernel. That cannot be had for money. -Arne Garborg, writer (1851-1924)

In 21st century everything seems to be connected with money. They say that money moves the world.

Some years ago I traveled abroad hoping that I will make more money that way and experience happiness. But then I realized that I was so emotionally connected to my family; to my Tashkent with its endless bumpy roads and so on.

I realized that there are a lot of other more precious things in life ( I will tell you more about them in my comments). So to what extend is money important to you these days?

Turning A Blind Eye To Poverty

Much of the publicity on poverty is focused on far away Africa, but nobody takes the time to take a closer look a few yards away from their own doorstep.

INSTEAD of walking to my office as usual, I thought I would walk a few paces down the road to help me unwind. Cars were swishing past me, some at a breakneck speed. I walked past a posh villa, past a glimmering Mercedes and past an old rubbish bin — all just less than 200 meters apart.