“When you love someone you have to love the whole person!”

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“When we met each other I already had suffered from a brain hemorrhage. I was 45 years old and half of my body was partially paralyzed. Meeting Kaia was like winning the jackpot, she was beautiful, intelligent and I loved absolutely everything about her.”
Terje (86)
“We have been married for 30 years. His physical challenges weren’t a problem for me. When you love someone you have to love the whole person. Terje is a fantastic and loving person, and we always have interesting conversations. Each year we dedicate four months to traveling to new countries. Terje is my GPS when we are out traveling and my shoulder is his walking stick.”
Kaia (73)
-Da vi traff hverandre hadde jeg allerede hatt et hjerneslag som jeg fikk i en alder av 45år. Det førte til at jeg var delvis lam i halvparten av kroppen. Å treffe Kaia var som å treffe blinken, hun var vakker, intelligent og jeg elsket absolutt alt ved henne. Terje (86år)
– Vi har vært gift i 30 år. Hans fysiske utfordringer var ingen hindring for meg. Når du elsker noen, så må du elske hele mennesket. Han er en fantastisk og kjærlig person, og vi har alltid spennende samtaler. Vi reiser over hele verden og dedikerer 4 måneder i året til å besøke nye land. Terje er GPSen når vi reiser og skulderen min er stokken hans.
Kaia (73år)
‪#‎oslofolk‬ ‪#‎humansofoslo‬ ‪#‎oslo‬ ‪#‎love‬

4 year old setting Oslo trends

In microfashion………a 4 year old setting the trend in Oslo.
“She likes coordinating her clothes on her own!”

Trendsetter - Oslo

Trendsetter – Oslo

Everyday heroes: we are witnessing ugliness but also goodness.



“One of the worst feelings is to feel that you are worth nothing but a dollar sign. There is no humanity and traffickers want to make money out of our desperate situation. I remember one situation where a mother was told that she had to leave her two children behind if she didn’t have enough money. It was terrible to watch, so we all put some money together so that she could travel with her two sons. We are witnessing the ugliness of human nature, but also support and goodness in a time of need.”
Manar (35)

I love Oslo


“One of the reasons I love Oslo is because of the diversity. In Poland there isn’t much diversity and the society is fairly racist and it has got worst over the years. My husband is Pakistani and there is always the fear that if he goes there he will be exposed to the negative attitudes people have.”

Confronting ignorance




I am ready to head home. It’s getting colder and there is a chill in the air which is a sure sign winter is going to come quicker than usual. Across the road I notice a man with carrier bags and a rucksack talking to a woman who is asking him for money. He kindly tells her that he doesn’t have anything. He takes both her hands with compassion, then bows down and finally blows her a kiss. She walks off with a smile despite not receiving any coins. There is so much compassion in his eyes as he smiles at her. When I ask him for an interview his concern is about the monetary system, world disasters, karma and the lack of compassion. We talk for at least 40 minutes. He has so much to share and tell. In his rucksack there are sandwiches, yoghurt and milk and lots of journals and library books. He feels that he has to keep learning and to catch up for lost time.
This is the interview with a man with so much love and compassion for his fellow human beings that his dress sense and lack of hygiene would make most people shun him and thus miss out on all the knowledge he has to share.
“I’ve been living on the streets for 20 years, but it’s by choice. Every few months I will return home and spend time with my wife in Sweden. I clean the streets for a living and whatever I save, I send back home. I used to be the chief officer in shipping. We were posted all over the world including Afghanistan. Aberdeen and South America. My life took a drastic change 6 years ago when I suddenly realized that everything i had been taught about the world was false. So i started reading up about our world.
We have to remember that if you smile then I will smile too. We are in symbiosis and have responsibility to take care of one another. If not it will come back on us!”
Henry (pensionist)

Everyday heroes: I want to return to my Syria when there is peace


“I used to own a barbershop in Syria. I was the center of all the gossip and people’s life stories. They would pour their hearts out to me about everything about their family and love life. Before the war I used to go out with friends or visit family members. My city was a beautiful place, there was so much to see and do,” Manar (35) tells me while he slices vegetables for the Syrian fundraiser. He has the kindest eyes, which dance and smile. His tone is respectful and gentle.
“What was your childhood like in Syria?”
“It was beautiful. I had a very safe childhood and grew up with my siblings and parents. We used to always have people visiting and it was common to serve food and drink when people came to visit. It is in our culture to be hospitable.
I remember when I was around 9 years old I invited some of my friends over. I wanted to be an honorable man so I decided to serve food and something to drink, but there wasn’t anything in the house.
In my neighbor’s garden there were chickens so I decided to hop over the fence and grab a chicken to cook. I didn’t realize what it would involve, all i knew was that I had some hungry guests. My neighbor heard his chickens causing a commotion so he came outside to see what happening. I was caught redhanded trying to put a chicken inside a bag. He asked what in the world I was doing so I told him that i was embarrassed because I had friends visiting and there wasn’t any food in the house. He felt sorry for me, so he went to his own house and brought out nuts, fruit and something to drink,” Manar laughs out loud as he recalls that day when he was only a young boy. Little did he know that the same home he grew up in would one day be destroyed, and the friends he shared his food with when he was 9 years old, would one day be killed or fleeing for their lives.
“Everything changed after the war. People no longer shared their food and we didn’t visit people as often. We were surrounded by death and misery. We could no longer run our businesses. There was no water, food or electricity. Everything was more expensive, so the only choice we had was to flee. I still remember my Syria of my childhood, and hope to one day return when there is peace.”
Manar (35) from Hums, Syria