Surfer on a big wave

Guys out there, I owe an explanation to you! There have been so many things recently... First, about a month ago, I got a call for an interview from a Hotel, the things seemed to go on the right way at the farm where I worked before, and above all I got together with a woman. It looked like being at the top of a big wave which gives you a lot pleasure and you just feel being the right path on!

But within a week I got into a big turbulent current that threw and pushed me down. Nobody called me back after the job interview, so far; at the farm, there was a disaster, because the institute that represented our interest just swopped over the farmer, and finally I got a very polite message from representative of the institute, which sounds in properly translated English like this, hey guys, if you don’t like what you got, go back to your fucking home! I must repeat that the message was wrapped up into the most polite sentences I’ve ever read!

Eventually I and the woman broke up owing to ghosts in the hotel and in her head as well. I’ve written a couple of posts on the blog, but I always slept a day before I load them up. It was good decision, because they were full of emotions, anger and were too personal as well, that weren’t your business guys :-).

Well, I felt everything so perfect a month ago that I knew it can’t be so. And I wasn’t surprised when the doings turned into bad. When you feel you ride the perfect wave but another break just smashes you down. What can you do this time? If you can't grab your board, lose your body, it makes you faster out of the turbulence, and look for the next wave. Guys, I’ve been standing on the next wave. It’s not my previous Hungarian attitude, isn’t it?! Why? I’ll tell you very soon! Promise!!! :-)

Bits and pieces about Hungarian history

15th March is one of the most important days in Hungarian history. The whole nation put together its power against the Habsburg royal family and rose fighting for independence. In an American movie now you could hear strong emotional music, at the beginning a lot of violins, later on some trumpets and drums would emerge from other tunes.

But, I really think this freedom fight was a pure, genuine one, regardless of the FACT, that we, Hungarians didn’t want to give the same freedom for those nations that lived under the Hungarian crown. Anyway, the whole nation just stood up for the freedom, independence, etc... , the music getting stronger again, and the whole country just put its economical and political potency under the military demands and we could keep up ourselves against the Habsburgs for more than one and a half years until the Russian tsar gave a hand to his royal relatives.

(Here Sándor goes) How did this whole buzz begin? Some youngsters, so called March Youth got together in the Pilvax Caffeé in the capital city, Pest-Buda and there they made up their mind that they would shout out a poem from one of his fellow poet, Alexander Petofi. So it is said that the revolutionists went to the National Museum where Petofi, in the patchy rain, spoke out the National Song in from of the gathered immense crowd. So that was said about the beginning. This bloke had written a tremendous number of poems about the freedom and fighting for it and dying for it.

BUT the brutal FACT is, that, in that very specific day, Petofi was shut up in his room, because his wife was afraid of that he might be hurt in the street...

It is FACT as well, that he died by a Russian soldier's spear in the last battle when he was escaping from the battlefield...

I explored his more-than-160-years-old poems by a music band that put some hard rock-blues tunes to the poems. Above all it is FACT that Petőfi Sándor was the biggest rock and roll face in the XIX. century! (Hang up the Kings - Johny Rotten would just admire him.)