April 28th, 2006
Hi everyone.
Back again. And how time flies. A week has gone by. Friday is here once again, and the forecast is 38 degrees (100 degrees Fahrenheit). It has been a week where if I had the chance to emulate an Ostrich, that is, hide my face in the sand and hope bad things would evanescence, then that is what I would be praying.
However, it had plus points. Met pretty and the charismatic Veena who took my interview for the Evening Post. It was, perhaps the only ‘fun hour’ during a tumultuous week. I have never met a more charming interviewer, and I could have gone being interviewed for probably the entire evening. I just hope she doesn’t quote a few drastically self implicating ideologies that I presented. I do not want to turn into another S.R.
Well, we did discuss spirituality, and also positive energy, which brings me to the topic of negative energy.
What gives one negative energy? I think the same things that gives us positive energy. Then where do we store such energy? And can we have enough of any one of the two?
Well, sometimes you wonder and hope that 'enough' in life would sustain us, yet when you apply it to different aspects of living, you get new meanings and varied levels of wants and wishes.
So, Is 'enough' an actual measure of satiation or just a word contrived to put some sense in an otherwise drab and desolate life? Try applying it and see whether you are far away from your dreams or have 'arrived'. The word 'arrived' is another such word that is derived from 'enough'. When both put together we wonder whether we have had 'enough' in life or have merely 'arrived' at a certain point or place, which is either the pinnacle of our lives or merely the 'nadir' disguised as our highest achievement. The words 'pinnacle' and 'nadir' are once again drawn from figments of our imagination in which we conceive things one way or another. A 'nearly won' concept could be interpreted as coming very close to accomplishing or merely having not accomplished at all. Again accomplishments are 'feats' that differ from one individual to another. Feats are only measurable to the 'limits' one sets up for oneself. When one pushes his or her limits, then the accomplishments can generally be termed as a 'feat'.
Wow, that must have bored the guts out of you guys? Tee hee. Well, you all do deserve this. If you are going to waste your time reading my blog instead of doing something erstwhile, then what can you expect?
I was all geared up to take on the ‘Mongolia’ challenge in September. Our two hour trek was a big disaster this morning. I have just become too lazy to want to do something different. I prefer to lie down and sleep and sleep.
Remember Robert Frost, when he wrote
The Woods are lovely dark and deep,But, I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,And miles to go before I sleep.
I guess, Frosty had too much of positive energy in his kitty. I rather keep all my promises for tomorrow, and if tomorrow is going to arrive sooner than expected, then how about , day after tomorrow.
So, why do Flamingo’s come to Dubai? No, not for the shopping, I can promise you that. But then, why? Do they love this hot, humid weather?A lady wrote back and sent this joke in response to my 4 stages of reaching dotage in men. It is not what I had asked, but, probably, makes some sense.
Annie wrote:One day, a tall, handsome life guard looked at himself stark naked in the mirror and was shocked, when he saw his entire body was so beautifully tanned, whereas his well endowed manhood glistened like an albino in a dark and cloudy night. So, he decided to cover himself totally in sand, and just let his best friend to float freely in the breeze and get its much deserved tan.
Two old women passed by. While one of them was amused, the other screamed in a shocked tone. When asked what was the problem by the other lady, the old hag replied:
When I was ten I was frightened of it,
When I was twenty I was surprised
When I was thirty, I wanted it,When I was forty, I was just plain in love with it.When I was fifty, I paid for it,
When I was sixty, I prayed for it,When I was seventy, I forget it.And now that I am eighty, these damn things are growing wild!
Well, I never told you my site was for the faint hearted or for kids, so all of you grown ups out there, just grow up!
Did you know,
Life:Living it, is achieving the Highest level of satiation in ones Spirituality, and finding out the meaning to be true with oneself. Existing is merely growing old.So, I will end my thoughts for this day and week with the above quote written by his highness, that’s me, and hope that you guys are going to do something different in your life this week. Different does not mean going out and killing someone, or you randy old guys, imagining you are sleeping with girls half your age (that is only reserved for me). Different is when you do something that will make you happy. For you know one thing, you owe a lot to only one person in your life. And that person is . . . . (no it is not me) it is YOU.Good luck and good day.
Back again. And how time flies. A week has gone by. Friday is here once again, and the forecast is 38 degrees (100 degrees Fahrenheit). It has been a week where if I had the chance to emulate an Ostrich, that is, hide my face in the sand and hope bad things would evanescence, then that is what I would be praying.
However, it had plus points. Met pretty and the charismatic Veena who took my interview for the Evening Post. It was, perhaps the only ‘fun hour’ during a tumultuous week. I have never met a more charming interviewer, and I could have gone being interviewed for probably the entire evening. I just hope she doesn’t quote a few drastically self implicating ideologies that I presented. I do not want to turn into another S.R.
Well, we did discuss spirituality, and also positive energy, which brings me to the topic of negative energy.
What gives one negative energy? I think the same things that gives us positive energy. Then where do we store such energy? And can we have enough of any one of the two?
Well, sometimes you wonder and hope that 'enough' in life would sustain us, yet when you apply it to different aspects of living, you get new meanings and varied levels of wants and wishes.
So, Is 'enough' an actual measure of satiation or just a word contrived to put some sense in an otherwise drab and desolate life? Try applying it and see whether you are far away from your dreams or have 'arrived'. The word 'arrived' is another such word that is derived from 'enough'. When both put together we wonder whether we have had 'enough' in life or have merely 'arrived' at a certain point or place, which is either the pinnacle of our lives or merely the 'nadir' disguised as our highest achievement. The words 'pinnacle' and 'nadir' are once again drawn from figments of our imagination in which we conceive things one way or another. A 'nearly won' concept could be interpreted as coming very close to accomplishing or merely having not accomplished at all. Again accomplishments are 'feats' that differ from one individual to another. Feats are only measurable to the 'limits' one sets up for oneself. When one pushes his or her limits, then the accomplishments can generally be termed as a 'feat'.
Wow, that must have bored the guts out of you guys? Tee hee. Well, you all do deserve this. If you are going to waste your time reading my blog instead of doing something erstwhile, then what can you expect?
I was all geared up to take on the ‘Mongolia’ challenge in September. Our two hour trek was a big disaster this morning. I have just become too lazy to want to do something different. I prefer to lie down and sleep and sleep.
Remember Robert Frost, when he wrote
The Woods are lovely dark and deep,But, I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,And miles to go before I sleep.
I guess, Frosty had too much of positive energy in his kitty. I rather keep all my promises for tomorrow, and if tomorrow is going to arrive sooner than expected, then how about , day after tomorrow.
So, why do Flamingo’s come to Dubai? No, not for the shopping, I can promise you that. But then, why? Do they love this hot, humid weather?A lady wrote back and sent this joke in response to my 4 stages of reaching dotage in men. It is not what I had asked, but, probably, makes some sense.
Annie wrote:One day, a tall, handsome life guard looked at himself stark naked in the mirror and was shocked, when he saw his entire body was so beautifully tanned, whereas his well endowed manhood glistened like an albino in a dark and cloudy night. So, he decided to cover himself totally in sand, and just let his best friend to float freely in the breeze and get its much deserved tan.
Two old women passed by. While one of them was amused, the other screamed in a shocked tone. When asked what was the problem by the other lady, the old hag replied:
When I was ten I was frightened of it,
When I was twenty I was surprised
When I was thirty, I wanted it,When I was forty, I was just plain in love with it.When I was fifty, I paid for it,
When I was sixty, I prayed for it,When I was seventy, I forget it.And now that I am eighty, these damn things are growing wild!
Well, I never told you my site was for the faint hearted or for kids, so all of you grown ups out there, just grow up!
Did you know,
Life:Living it, is achieving the Highest level of satiation in ones Spirituality, and finding out the meaning to be true with oneself. Existing is merely growing old.So, I will end my thoughts for this day and week with the above quote written by his highness, that’s me, and hope that you guys are going to do something different in your life this week. Different does not mean going out and killing someone, or you randy old guys, imagining you are sleeping with girls half your age (that is only reserved for me). Different is when you do something that will make you happy. For you know one thing, you owe a lot to only one person in your life. And that person is . . . . (no it is not me) it is YOU.Good luck and good day.
posted by Ayadh at 11:12 AM
1 Comments:
ayadh, this has been your most amusing entry so far. and yes, i do agree that doing something different is not just sleeping with girls half your age. but you're so endearing i actually think you're an exception. haha. cheers!
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