A homeless mans sorrows detected my PAIN

Detectable PAINS = you experience a discomfort and wish a solution....

Sitting here outside my university revising, I see a man wandering around gathering bottles to recycle in exchange for money ( the swedish rewarding system for recycling, its brilliant!). 

He systematically walks between the bins that are effectively planted around the school. (Sweden's not like London, where bins are banished in fear of terrorism) 

He's looking for treasures in form of empty coke or beer bottles and cans. When finished, he takes a break on a bench 20m away. 

He starts sobbing........ its so sad,

it breaks my heart!

Meanwhile he looks in his bags, finds a halfdrunken coke and sipps on it.

I look at him, I look to my left where another girl 10m away is looking at me wondering if I'm as disturbed by this scene as she is... she gets her stuff and walks off.

I wonder if I should go forward to ask him where he is from, has he got a home, is he hungry, he can have my lunch?! When I notice him starting a conversation with what seems to be 1 or 2 others, only they're imaginary. I wonder, so what should I say to him? Even if he asks for help? I don't have bloody clue! i Google homeless people help in Västerås, I find a number for the social-care, which is open between 8-12 every monday - Friday, it's Saturday! It might as well has said....

 '' Please notice, homeless people and generally people in need are not recognized and therefore non-existent in Västerås beyond half-office-opening-hours during weekdays....''

No more useful info is there for me to grab, and so the man stands up, sighs and walks of.

.......leaving me wishing I'd known what to do... How can we make information for helping others more accessible? I mean what if someones got hurt and needed CPR? Not everyones got Rescue certificates, knowing how to give CPR, why isn't accessible helping info thought of by the man in charge and a demand from landscape architects?

A PAIN detected... something to follow up.

Looking For My Key, I Found Nepal!

Biking to catch the school bus today, I lost the key to the lock, so i had to go back home:(
I was thinking, a new one's gonna cost me 150skr = 15GBP so why not offer a finders fee.
The Idea was to get some help and besides I cant get the lock off my bike if i don't find the key?
But how am I gonna be able to deliver the money, I thought?
OH!!!Such hassle I got no time for this shit!
SO! AHA!!! It hit me, I decided to launch a charity reward in return for the key!
So 150skr will go to UNICEF, Click above inpink to see.
 To Nepalese women and children project as soon as someone finds my key and put it in the plastic pocket that will be provided with the note that i will put up.
In the note, I have also given my email so that the finder can demand a receipt as proof of payment to UNICEF.
Lets just hope someone will find it soon!
Feeling inspired?
Read ''The Medici effect'' by F. Johansson the best eye-opener ever! finding intersections in everything at all times!



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Sell a Smell

Walking passed a buss the other day, I got myself a nice cozy taster of the exhaust and while some/most would have used every muscle in their face pulling a disgusted face (why not just hold your nose?)


 I turned my head around following the smelly bus & hoping for another 'glimpse' of the BEAUTIFUL smell that took me back to Vietnam! 

Where a year ago without realizing, I had one of my best-life-memory moments, surrounded by little men and women shouting:


OH...The beautiful smell of petrol, diesel and shiite oozing from the village and  tuktuk like taxies waiting to rip us off...

And yes, so the 163 bus with its disgustingly polluting and stinky smell suddenly took me back on a journey so far away...

And so it hit me! AHA! 

(I warn you the following might seem controversial, but hear me out...)

Why not sell smell?

When I was 6 we moved to Sweden from Iran. I never got a chance to say goodbye to my grand mum & dad. I didn't even get to say hi again, unfortunately some years later they passed away.

I would give a handsome sum of money if I could buy my Nana's smell in a little jar, so that I could remember the huge hugs and kisses i used to get from her as a child. 

The smell of their house, where I could feel the dizziness coming over me from the odd  mixture smell from the overly chlorine filled pool and the lovely rose bushes.

The smell of loved one, moment, place or event that you miss and would like to escape to every now and then...miss_you1-300x225.jpg

My boyfriend said, but how can you let a loved one go, if you keep returning to the memories?

Who knows, maybe the smell could be just what one need to be able to move on, knowing that the smell is not gone for ever. Couldn't this be the future  modern therapy?

'Memories triggered by smells are more vivid and more emotional than those triggered by sounds, pictures or words.'

''Smells may trigger such strong memories because our ancestors were more dependent on their noses to avoid poisonous plants, rotten food or enemies than modern people.'' Dr Yaara Yeshurun,  the Weizmann Institute of Science in Israel

Baby Pressure

Gaaaaaaaahhhh! Can someone sh•t that babie up?!!
Yep let's be honest we all think that after the third hour of constant screaming while knowing this is a 9 hour flight to our holiday destination that is supposedly meant to relax us!

It is however the pain in their tiny little ears, from the athmospheric pressure that make them howl! I mean what would you do if it felt like someone just showed a medium sized carrot through your eardrums?

Surely someone can invent a solution for babies in pain? A tiny devise to releaf the pressure? The nappie helps a bit apparently. But I think we can do better than that!

A nut worth crack'n!

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instant AHA recorder for your car...

Today I read this article about a car manufacturer in OZ. They had problems embracing the implementation of TIM, Total Innovation Management.

Why? I hear you say...

Well ,apparently  ''they weren't close enough to the end use/consumer.''

I say: You ARE the end user, driving to work everyday, how can you not detect PAINS (things that you wish were better)?

What if....Car manufacturers offered a recording system in the car for the employees regardless what car they drive. By the push of a button, one can report the detected PAIN/error, that need attention, instantly!

These recordings would then be connected to manufacturers R&D and this way....

everyone can be an innovator.

 A nut worth cracking!

The Article:

Transitioning from total quality management to total innovation management An Australian case

Daniel I. Prajogo

Bowater School of Management and Marketing, Deakin University, Geelong, Australia, and Amrik S. Sohal Department of Management, Faculty of Business and Economics, Monash University, Caulfield East, Australia