Saturday, October 13, 2012

Tackling water scarcity in Mongolia - do you agree?

Volunteered at ADB project today, by hosting a debate on "How to tackle the increasing water scarcity, installing water meter for every household, and making awareness of how to save water in your day-to-day life" at Puma Hotel this morning.

An awesome debate between УСУГ, СӨХ, ОСК (sorry, don't know these org. names in english) and normal citizens. There were of course some heated conflicts and arguments between them regarding whose responsibility it is to help tackling the water issues (they clearly don't like each other), but overall all agreed that water is becoming scare at great speed, which will also worsen with this mining boom.

Our apartment always had a water meter, but I never thought about how important it was for every household in Mongolia to have them. One family saved 80,000Tugrik this year after figuring out they have always been paying extra money with this water meter.

Solutions:

1. Install water meter for every family. Have government compensate on the prices, since it costs at least 100,000Tugrik.
2. Increase the water price, which will consequently increase the household's incentives to save water more
3. Levy some sort of tax on companies, i.e : mining, cashmere, etc, which use massive amount of water and pollute them. Make these companies recycle the water and reuse it. Needs to pass a law on this. It is unacceptable how they use fresh water so much!
4. Make a water saving education MANDATORY at schools and even kindergarden. Family education is important, too.
5. Set standards high for new buildings and especially at the ger district projects; since the new buildings have worse water system than the old soviet ones (of course not all).
6. This debate has been going on for 8 years now, NOTHING has been done effectively to tackle water problems. So, need to act IMMEDIATELY.

This is what I understood from the debate so far.

It was crazy how people were so frustrated when the citizens blamed the organizations for not doing anything efficient. Money was the biggest issue, since both the citizens and the organizations needs massive funding; and organizations mentioned how they miss the old Soviet era, where they had the state support :P

Thank god we had a deadline otherwise the debate would have went on forever.

Well, what do you think?
:P
B.

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Farewell Thoughts

I love the fact that I can go home alone in Copenhagen without getting into any dangerous situation at 3am in the morning - safest city, indeed! I am back in Copenhagen to give back my apartment to the landlord. My wonderful bed, armchair, bookshelves, table and chairs are all SOLD very quickly, surprisingly (I think my photo skills helped with the advertisement); hence, I'm sleeping and eating on the floor, hahahaahaha. It's not that bad, people! I threw a little get-together-evening last night, and me and my friends all shared three big pizzas on the floor. Everybody had a great time and it was one of my best nights. I really missed my friends in Copenhagen so much!


In midst, I couldn't believe that I was leaving Denmark for good.  So surreal. I registered myself out of Denmark at the Kommunen this week and as they acquired my yellow card (social security card), I was very hesitant to give it back. It was like someone snatching your favorite toy from your hands. Then it was official: I am no longer a citizen of Copenhagen! Facing this reality, I sucked it up, and looked at the wonderful weather Copenhagen was blessing me with my arrival. I knew that all I can do now is to enjoy my last days in Denmark (my student visa is expiring on August 31, 2012) and hygge mig along with loved ones.

No words can tell how calm I felt during my stay in Copenhagen. I wasn't too happy, but I wasn't too sad either. It was simply a reality: farewell. 

As I looked back at the times I've spent here, I've realized that I was too judgmental to Denmark, regarding its immigration laws and Folkeparti (hope I spelled it right). I had my worst and best times in Denmark, and I'm appreciating how much I've learned and grown from my mistakes and successes here. I am grateful that I've experienced such a wonderful Scandinavian education, culture, welfare system, and most importantly, friendship. Hence, I apologize for been to harsh on Denmark and I thank you now instead!

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Anyways, last night, I have discovered this smallest, but very nice gesture from my friends. I have realized that I was making 4 Danes speak English all night just because I was there. Even though they know that I understand Danish language a bit, they spoke English regardless, all night, from my place till Strøm music festival. I didn't even realize we were speaking English the whole time till this Danish stranger asked me if I had a lighter in Danish. I replied "ohhh nej, desværre" and I looked at my friends with open eyes: even though I wasn't in the conversation they kept on talking English! I never thought about this before, so it was a nice discovery.

I also discovered another thing. As I was describing my life back in Mongolia to my friends in Copenhagen - my job, love life, friends, family and mining boom. My girlfriend told that I have it all in Mongolia. I got silent for awhile and I didn't realize that I actually DID have it all in Ulaanbaatar. This made me think how ignorant and complaining person I have become, and made me feel bad a bit. But I was happy to realize it now at least! Appreciate what you have, people!

Whenever you are in one place you miss the other, and when you go to that place you miss the other back - crazy. We all need to learn to appreciate the moment and cherish what you have right now. I have had a wonderful life in Denmark, and I do have it all in UB. I am realizing it just now - so silly.

I WOULD LIKE TO TAKE THIS MOMENT AND THANK EVERYONE WHO HAVE MADE MY STAY IN DENMARK A TRULY ADVENTUROUS AND A LIFE-TIME EXPERIENCE.

Don't repeat my mistake of being ignorant, people! Cherish your life whenever and wherever you are.

More later,
B.



Saturday, June 30, 2012

Lana Del Rey




Sorry for my long absence! I had my iPhone stolen, so I was completely out of touch from all my blogging and networking world. I have been also helping my mother on her election campaigns, and you have no idea how tired we are from this election 'shows' and dramas. Nevertheless, here I'd like to dedicate this wonderful song, called BORN TO DIE, from a beautiful American writer, singer, video maker and model, Lana Del Ray to those who are sick and tired from this political crap and news.

About

Lana Del Ray's real name is Elizabeth Woolridge Grant. Her songs, looks and talks really remind me of the late Amy Winehouse and Edie Sedgwick (you may know her from Andy Warhol's productions and "Factory Girl" movie). She really seems and looks as if she's high all the time :P Nonetheless, I absolutely love her 50s and 60s style, songs, and the videos she makes.

When I watched her alive performances, I was surprised at how deep voice this tiny woman has! From a deep low, she was able to go high and even rap. Apparently, she grew up listening to Nirvana, Frank Sinatra, Elvis, Bob Dylan and surprisingly EMINEM. She called them the masters of every genre.  

I'm posting some of her videos below. But go ahead and check her other songs and videos: Video Games (the one that made her famous), National Anthem, Diet Mnt Dew, etc. I've been listening to her album for a long time and I'm not tired of it! (I get bored really easily, you know :P)

Lana Del Rey - BORN TO DIE


Lana Del Rey - BLUE JEANS

Wednesday, February 01, 2012

Drunk Neighbor Zorigoo

[10pm tonight]

I was washing dishes after dining with my dear old mother. It was my first day at work at PricewaterhouseCoopers today, so I was having a great day at work. I came back home, assuming the wonderful day will stay and end nicely, till a drunk neighbor from the 4th floor, named L. Zorigoo, started to bang on our door, making loud noises and drunk swears, demanding my mother to open the door to such a drunk man like him. My poor mother who lives alone was startled (my father passed away long time ago, and both me and my sister studied and/or worked abroad) and I could see that she was scared. I wondered if this had happened before, when my mother was completely alone. Nevertheless, she boldly answered to the door with a cool voice, saying: "Come back when you are sober and less barbaric. I have no wish to have words with a man with a mind drunk with some evil beverages". [Yes, my mom is very rhetoric, and she does speak with vast vocabularies]. Ignoring my mother's response, he started banging even louder. In return, mother responded: "If you swear or bang on my door once more, I'll call the police! I have no wish to start a fight between neighbors whom I have lived so long with. I have known your late parents and family. How dare you come here with such beastly and barbaric stance? You are being a disgrace to your family". I think my mother's last sentence provoked the drunk boy even more, who is little above my age, and foolishly he banged on my door once more with stronger fist.

This is where I came in and called 112 immediately. I told the police station of what was going on, and surprisingly four huge policemen came right away after 20 minutes. But by the time I was calling the police and/or when my mom told the foolish and pathetic boy that the polices were on their way, he ran upstairs immediately like a scared puppy. By the time the police arrived, there were no more banging and no more screams. So the police asked me: "What is wrong?"

I told him how this supposedly 'my neighbor', who didn't have the guts to come sober and have a talk with my single mother on a day light, disturbed my family's peace and quite in this time of evening. How drunk, abusive, swearing and scary his behavior and words were.

The police didn't look surprised at all at my explanations and told me to file a complaint if he does it again at the police station. I asked if they could go upstairs and have a talk with this drunk man and put some sense to him. But they stared at one another and one told me that Zorigoo would probably not open or answer the door anyway. I demanded them to give it a try nevertheless, and there went all four of them upstairs and knocked on Zorigoo's door. With no surprise, Zorigoo didn't even open the door or answer. Policemen merely laughed and came down to tell me if Zorigoo ever bangs on our door again after we file a report, there will be consequences.


Explanation:

All this argument, banging, yelling and swearing were started from a simple misunderstanding - Zorigoo assumed that we forgot to lock the outer corridor door, and so homeless people were coming and sleeping in. So, he decided to 'agsan tavi' on my mother for that. We did have renovations at our apartment this whole summer and our workers may have forgotten to lock the door. But that doesn't mean he had the right to come down at this time of night and scare my mother with a help of his "alcohol friend". I find this extremely pathetic and unacceptable.




I would like to thank the policemen and the police station who came so quickly to solve this problem. They DO do their jobs. They are not that bad, people.

I'll let you decide and ponder what was right and what was wrong. I really hope Zorigoo would come down and apologize to my mother for his unacceptable behavior. Do you think he will? I am now more worried that he might do this once again, and next time, do something even worse like threaten us with something. What had happened to Mongolia?????? My mother is very shocked and surprised what had become of Zorigoo whom she saw him grew up from young. She blames the alcohol and she hopes that there will be a peace between neighbors, but I am now very very worried.



And to end this night, I would like to raise this question:

WHY DRINK IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE ALCOHOL AND CONTROL YOURSELF?


Really shocked,
B.


NOTE: Our neighbor Zorigoo apologized to our mother and told her that he is really embarrassed. Nonetheless, I'm refusing to take this post off from my blog - FREEDOM OF PRESS!

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Love is My Life

Love makes you weak
Love makes you miserable
Love makes you fragile
Love can be dangerous.

Love keeps you happy
Love keeps you sad
Love keeps you crazy
Love can be unpredictable.

Love can make you cry
Love can make you fly
Love can make you shy
Love can be bitter sweet.

Love can change your life
Love can free your spirit
Love can make you insane
Love can be powerful.

Love is like a music
You need it
You miss it
You can also hate it.

Love is also like four seasons:
Hot in summer
Harsh in autumn
Sweet in spring
Cold in winter.

But you can always be warm with your love within.

~

I wish all of you love, happiness and joy in 2012.

Best,
B.
(ps: sometimes I get inspired to write poems like this)