Modern Chinese society has undergone a transformation in recent years. More and more people are moving to the cities, giving up their traditional lifestyles since ancient China. In many cities, skyscrapers dominate the skyline and Western brands fill smart new shopping centers. Take-up of mobile phones and computers has soared in recent years of modern China, and there are an estimated 90 million internet users, four times more than in 2000. But the modernization of modern China also highlights a country of marked contrasts, with millions being left on the margins of the new prosperity. Modern China has undergone great social changes and reforms which lead to the success of modern Chinese prosperity.
Why on earth do women smoke? The attitude to a woman who smokes was invariably negative in the past. That attitude seems to have changed as capitalism took shape in this country. According to statistics, about 20% of Russian women aged from 18 to 35 are smokers. It would be preposterous to tell off women for smoking these days. “Smoking is a conscious choice of an adult person,” or so the say.
A cigarette in a woman’s hand has begun to symbolize a certain air of success, mystery, and true femininity though the last part of the statement seems a bit far-fetched. A woman smoker is a like-minded person in the eyes of a man who is a smoker too. This kind of woman would not make a scene over the ashtray in a bedroom. Please do not get me wrong – by no means am I encouraging women to fall into the habit of smoking. I am just trying to form an objective judgment. Let us take a closer look at female smoking as a means for showing off a woman smoker to advantage.
Many a time I found myself staring at the women who had cigarettes in their hands. To be honest, I like staring at pretty women without cigarettes too. As far as I am concerned, a woman and a cigarette agree like whisky and soda. A woman looks sexier with a cigarette in her hand or mouth, for that matter. Smoking is just another way of exhibiting a woman’s fine hands, beautiful lips and a flair for perfect makeup. The method is rather simple yet it works.
Some extreme sports of the later years emerged as a combination of two or more extreme sports. They required the abilities, which were a blend of those required in each of those two to three extreme sports. One example of this sport is sky surfing. It combines snowboarding and skydiving. Snowboarding itself evolved as a blend of skateboarding and surfing. The extreme sport that experienced parachutists play, includes acrobatics performed in the sky. Here the acrobatic stunts performed on snowboards, are performed in the sky. Whitewater kayaking, bungee jumping, free climbing and wind sailing are some of the extreme sports of today.
Extreme sports are a huge craze today. The psychology behind their popularity seems to be the human nature to take risks for thrill and the adventure continues to attract masses!
Skateboarding, Longboarding, Mountain Boarding, Sandboarding, BMX, Motocross, FMX, Aggressive Inline Skating, Mountain Biking, Caving, Slacklining, Absailing, Rock Climbing, Free Climbing, Bouldering, Mountaineering, Parkour, Sand kiting, Zorbing
Surfing, Long/short, Body boarding, Waterskiing, Wakeboarding, Kitesurfing, Windsurfing, Cave diving, Flowboarding, Paddle surfing / Stand up paddle, Kayaking, Cliff Jumping, Coasteering, Scuba Diving, Knee Boarding, White Water Rafting, Skim Boarding, Jet Skiing
Snow and Ice:
Snowboarding, snow skiing, Ice Climbing, Snowmobiling, Snow Kiting
Base Jumping, SkyDiving, Wing Suiting, Bungee Jumping, High-lining, Hang Gliding, Paragliding
I wondered how someone could love their beloved so much that their dedication to them became one of the wonders of the world.
Taj Mahal is regarded as one of the eight wonders of the world, and some Western historians have noted that its architectural beauty has never been surpassed. Taj Mahal is the most beautiful monument built by the Mughals, the Muslim rulers of India. Taj Mahal is built entirely of white marble. Its stunning architectural beauty is beyond adequate description, particularly at dawn and sunset. The Taj seems to glow in the light of the full moon. On a foggy morning, the visitors experience the Taj as if suspended when viewed from across the Jamuna river.
Taj Mahal was built by a Muslim, Emperor Shah Jahan (died 1666 C.E.) in the memory of his dear wife and queen Mumtaz Mahal at Agra, India. It is an “elegy in marble” or some say an expression of a “dream.” Taj Mahal (meaning Crown Palace) is a Mausoleum that houses the grave of queen Mumtaz Mahal at the lower chamber. The grave of Shah Jahan was added to it later. The queen’s real name was Arjumand Banu. In the tradition of the Mughals, important ladies of the royal family were given another name at their marriage or at some other significant event in their lives, and that new name was commonly used by the public. Shah Jahan’s real name was Shahab-ud-din, and he was known as Prince Khurram before ascending to the throne in 1628.
Taj Mahal was constructed over a period of twenty-two years, employing twenty thousand workers. It was completed in 1648 C.E. at a cost of 32 Million Rupees. The construction documents show that its master architect was Ustad ‘Isa, the renowned Islamic architect of his time. The documents contain names of those employed and the inventory of construction materials and their origin. Expert craftsmen from Delhi, Qannauj, Lahore, and Multan were employed. In addition, many renowned Muslim craftsmen from Baghdad, Shiraz and Bukhara worked on many specialized tasks.
The Taj stands on a raised, square platform (186 x 186 feet) with its four corners truncated, forming an unequal octagon. The architectural design uses the interlocking arabesque concept, in which each element stands on its own and perfectly integrates with the main structure. It uses the principles of self-replicating geometry and a symmetry of architectural elements.
Its central dome is fifty-eight feet in diameter and rises to a height of 213 feet. It is flanked by four subsidiary domed chambers. The four graceful, slender minarets are 162.5 feet each. The entire mausoleum (inside as well as outside) is decorated with inlaid design of flowers and calligraphy using precious gems such as agate and jasper. The main archways, chiseled with passages from the Holy Qur’an and the bold scroll work of flowery pattern, give a captivating charm to its beauty. The central domed chamber and four adjoining chambers include many walls and panels of Islamic decoration.
The mausoleum is a part of a vast complex comprising of a main gateway, an elaborate garden, a mosque (to the left), a guest house (to the right), and several other palatial buildings. The Taj is at the farthest end of this complex, with the river Jamuna behind it. The large garden contains four reflecting pools dividing it at the center. Each of these four sections is further subdivided into four sections and then each into yet another four sections. Like the Taj, the garden elements serve like Arabesque, standing on their own and also constituting the whole.
I love the night passionately. I love it as I love my country, or my mistress, with an instinctive, deep, and unshakeable love. I love it with all my senses: I love to see it, I love to breathe it in, I love to open my ears to its silence, I love my whole body to be caressed by its blackness. Skylarks sing in the sunshine, the blue sky, the warm air, in the fresh morning light. The owl flies by night, a dark shadow passing through the darkness; he hoots his sinister, quivering hoot, as though he delights in the intoxicating black immensity of space.
In Paris the cashiers sit rather than stand. They run your goods over a scanner, tally up the price, and then ask you for exact change. The story they give is that there aren’t enough euros to go around. “The entire EU is short on coins.”
And I say, “Really?” because there are plenty of them in Germany. I’m never asked for exact change in Spain or Holland or Italy, so I think the real problem lies with the Parisian cashiers, who are, in a word, lazy. Here in Tokyo they’re not just hard working but almost violently cheerful. Down at the Peacock, the change flows like tap water. The women behind the registers bow to you, and I don’t mean that they lower their heads a little, the way you might if passing someone on the street. These cashiers press their hands together and bend from the waist. Then they say what sounds to me like “We, the people of this store, worship you as we might a god.