The First One

Less than a month ago, humanity entered a new decade: one filled with hope and dreams for the future. We cannot help but look back at the Zeitgeist of what happened during the first 10 years of what the historians will end up calling "Generation Y Times", aka 21C.

The 2000s turned out to be years of great sorrow and great success.

Alonside the Middle Eastern wars (on terrorism, oil, human survival and dignity -- or whatever name you want to give) and the human-initiated attacs, the natural disasters (of flooding tsunamis, unstoppable rains and powerful earthquakes) and the Market Crash (or was that under human-initiated attacks, hmmm?), we achieved the unthinkable: the overcoming of time and space through technology and intellgence.

We changed our lifestyle to one, where 86% of us possess a computer/mobile phone (and a computer with the size of a mobile phone just in case), our cars use the hairdryer's plug, we need multi-coloured glasses to watch TV, our organs and bones are generated by lasers, our businesses are successfully run from across the world through remote teamwork, and long-distance relationships provide the foundation for the family unit.

How can one not love this decade?!

And yes, we have heard it before: when the Mouse ate the Book, when one possesses no grammar but MS Word Editor, one needs no languages but Google Translator, one gains no knolwedge but a Wikipedia link, one needs no friends but Facebook contacts, no diaries but Blogs.

But I disagree: we should not be blamed for wanting to make our life easier. Wasn't lazyness the driving force of the progress?! And can we be really called lazy?

I can often be heard bragging about how I hate my computer screen, how I miss the theater and the long walks in the city, the truth is: it makes me happy to find my long-lost childhood friends via the Social Network, moderate busy Skype conference calls, play stocks at the LSE, drive on full speed at the megapolic boulevards. And it is this rush that brings the best in me: feeds my hunger for new cultures, increases my confidence, brings up my productivity, helps me freshen up my ideas and liberate imagination.

And while there is nothing better than reading that very special old-school paperback book on the train to work, I get inspiration from the links my friends share on Facebook, the favourite songs on YouTube, the wise words of my known bloggers, and simply from the fact that here I am, trying to acustom and be a part of the progress.

10 years ago, I was this start-up teenager with a bag of dreams. Now I am a start-up "young professional" with a wealth of goals. Different terms - same idea. The key is: not to get yourself corrupted in the mess.

As on a clean sheet, this blog will be started from zero; the old one archived - to look back at in 10 years. This time, from a panoramic, laser-powered, flying capsule somewhere in the air of the Pacific. For example.