My Two Bits Worth

This is the story of a wealthy prince and a homeless woman who taught me a math lesson

This is the story of a wealthy prince and a homeless woman who taught me a math lesson

I was 17 years old when I came out as a gay man to my family. I was still grieving my first heartbreak when I was struck with my first real loss - my grandma died. Shortly after, the deteriorating relationship between a gay single child and an orphan single mother, both trying to live under the same roof, made me want to leave home – and I did. I was 18 years old when this series of events led me to think for the first time that I was on the edge of a breakdown. And it was at this very same point in my life that I had my first grand awakening – a turning point driven by an avalanche of challenges....

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[Warning] This article is about warnings… and insecurities.

[Warning] This article is about warnings… and insecurities.

Part 1 “Ladies and gentlemen, we would like the next few minutes of your attention as we will be showing our safety demonstration and emergency instructions.”– said one of the cabin crew members shortly before flight OS356 took off. As the announcement started, I adjusted my noise-cancelling headphones and concentrated on the chosen take-off song playing on repeat: “Zombie”by Maître Gims. For the next two hours, my life and safety would be in the hands of the airplane crew, but if something went wrong, I (and my life) depended on the key information delivered during those few minutes...

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Heartbreaks: Did I Ever Fall Out of Love?

Heartbreaks: Did I Ever Fall Out of Love?

“We broke up. I was single again. But I still loved him.” This is how the story ended. Not an extraordinary finale. In fact, cliché – I know! However, this statement is WRONG! And this is why. Two months passed by. It was a Saturday afternoon and I was paying visit to a married friend with kids. I was sitting on the couch sipping from my bottle of beer, while unenthusiastically browsing through the dating profiles of other men on my phone and silently observing the kids getting ready to play on the living room floor. Hannah, my friend’s daughter, had just arrived hand-in-hand with...

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The Story Told vs. The Storyteller: Thoughts on Detachment

The Story Told vs. The Storyteller: Thoughts on Detachment

Half-my-life ago, teenager me used to ask himself how the adult life surrounding him had come to be. He was quite certain that he would never grow old – that things would always remain the same. He was sure that time would pass and years later, he would still be fighting the daily “Mother vs. Morning Sluggishness” duel, praying for the math teacher to forget to collect his homework and bragging about his newest video-game cartridge. A couple of Disney movies later, reality dawned on him and what he expected to be the “And he lived happily ever after” part of the plot suddenly revealed...

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I’m addicted! – Confessions of a Travel Addict

I’m addicted! – Confessions of a Travel Addict

I was twelve years old when I first boarded a plane to travel. The excitement I felt when flying for the first time – “Oh wow!”. This is one of those things from my childhood I remember very clearly – as if it happened yesterday. It was 1997 and I was not on my way to a family vacation like most of my friends, who would then come back and share stories about going places during their holidays. I boarded that flight feeling extremely excited about leaving my life behind. I was not going on vacation. I was about to start a year-long exchange program in a boarding school in Rio de Janeiro....

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Politically Incorrect Me: What I learned from being disliked in Social Media – and I’m thankful, not sorry.

Politically Incorrect Me: What I learned from being disliked in Social Media – and I’m thankful, not sorry.

PART 1 – From Facebook to the Police Station ‘FUCK THIS SHIT!’ - This was my opening line. Some weeks ago I was doing my usual Facebook feeds reading as I made my way home from work. ‘Terrorism’ was the common denominator in a series of posts, which triggered an unpleasant emotional response in me. That’s when I decided to impulsively react to Facebook’s ‘What’s on your mind?’ question. With the same three words I started this text, I began saying what was on my mind. And that Facebook post of mine spiraled into a great life lesson. Thankful and still overwhelmed by the magnitude...

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I’m a Narcissist and I love myself for that. (Oh wait! Was it redundant?)

I’m a Narcissist and I love myself for that. (Oh wait! Was it redundant?)

As a result of my rather highly active social media life, I often hear comments related to my social media behavior from friends, acquaintances and online followers. Recently, due to some above-average amount of travelling in my agenda, the frequency of my activities on social media was also above (my) average, which led to some above-average amount of social-media-based communication with all who follow me. And one of these messages inspired me to write this text. “You’re a freaking narcissist. But I’m sure you know that.” – so read the message. To which I replied: “Absolutely!...

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Jewish vs. Bacon: The Religious Man in Me

Jewish vs. Bacon: The Religious Man in Me

Born to a Jewish mother and raised in a rather conservative Jewish family, being “Jewish” has always been my identity as far as the answer to the question “What is your religion?” is concerned. After having gone through Jewish school in my childhood, and voluntarily studied Talmudic Law and Ethics as a young adult, I happened to realize that Judaism might not always have the answer I wanted to hear for my questions, but at least no questions were left unanswered. (And if I may add, my people do like to be questioned!) Again, when questioned about my religion, my answer has always...

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Master of Happiness: My Encounter with a Syrian Refugee & Fighting Tragedy: A (Super-)Human Trait

Master of Happiness: My Encounter with a Syrian Refugee & Fighting Tragedy: A (Super-)Human Trait

And the weekend began. It was Saturday 6.44AM when I boarded the train from Vienna to Munich carrying in my backpack nothing more than my camera and the traditional Bavarian outfit „Lederhosen” (leather shorts) on my way to the Oktoberfest, Germany’s largest and internationally-known annual beer festival. After boarding the train, I opened my computer browser to read the news and well, the headlines kept on going on the hot topic of the moment: the refugees’ situation in Europe. Articles, chronicles and commentaries all interlaced in a mesh of facts and opinions, which make use of social,...

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Diploma Thesis – Social Media as a Nation Branding Tool – An Interdisciplinary Study with focus on the Facebook Social Media Behaviour of the Indian Foreign Mission in Vienna, Austria, and its impact on Nation Branding ‘India’.

Upon finishing my second graduation - this time in 'Business Informatics' at the FH Technikum Wien, Vienna, Austria, I am very proud to have been given the chance to merge my professional life as Marketing Officer at the Commercial Wing of the Embassy of India, Vienna, with my academic course of studies by compiling my diploma thesis entitled "Social Media as a Nation Branding Tool - An Interdisciplinary Study with focus on the Facebook Social Media Behaviour of the Indian Foreign Mission in Vienna, Austria, and its impact on Nation Branding ‘India’." This piece of work was the result...

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