3rd March, 2007

Hola Everyone,
Como Estes, and I hope everyone is muy bien.

I decided finally that I was turning into a portly, indolent and lazy slob. Even while sipping tea, with the fresh early morning March breeze wafting in from the Greens, and the chirping of nesting sparrows, I discovered I did not have any emotional feel towards Nature that I have always loved and cherished. I am more a Nature person than a Sea person. We have miles and miles of lovely beach with light golden sand sparkling against the meretricious warmth of a Sun reigning over an endless spate of blue sky, but I rather sit in a jungle somewhere in Ecuador or the Galapagos island and look at turtles and other creatures living naturally together. Yes, that’s gonna inspire me always, and perhaps I can start writing again. My lovely friend from Ecuador cannot believe that the only time I had visited the Beach in the last ten years was when we went together there as a group twice. Can you believe that? It is true. I am now the official chairman of the Recluse Party, and I wish that people should just let me be. Which of course does not happen all the time. People invite you out contemplating that this is a favor they are doing to you, and not a pain you know where.

Okay, I accept this fact. I am going nowhere. And my usual, choice, responsibility and consequences theory (that I gladly poached from my Boss, Osho and Anthony D’mello) can be literally thrown back at me. What is the use of you being the best if you are not there. Like, repeating a saying I heard recently, “you may be the best goal keeper in the world, but if you arrive late for the match, then it does not make a difference how good you are.” So let me do something different today.

Well, so I made the first move, and that is, the very first entry to my blog in 2007. I am not going to promise you either that I will be very consistent and punctual in my entries, however, I will try my best to be there.

Isn’t it so funny, I mean life that is? We are so worried about our weights, our looks and the fun that we purport to be missing, while all around us people are soaked to the skin and overwhelmed in poverty. It makes us wonder. What are the things we value most? And where does our priorities lie?

Prince Charles visited Dubai, and he and Camilla made certain that part of their visit here would be, a walk through Bastakiya. If you are in the UAE at this very moment, or elsewhere in the world, and contemplating visiting Dubai, then do not forget to mark these places in your diaries, the Bastakiya, Dubai Musuem, the Ski Slope at the Mall of the Emirates, and of course, last but not the least, the traffic on Shk Zayed road in the evening rush hour.

I finally taught my next door neighbor a calm lesson in ethics which I thought the neighbor rightfully deserved. He or she, I guess, is way too much lazier than me, and would keep garbage outside his/her apartment door during the night, instead of making the slight extra effort, and walking the additional 100 feet to the garbage chute. So, I decided that every morning I would deposit my garbage by his door along with his garbage, instead of disposing it in the chute, so his doorway could become a garbage center for all of us. It worked. And, I hope that he has learn a lesson, at least for a short while, to make me happy that I did something erstwhile for Society this week. Tee hee.

I wonder if anyone is actually reading my blog, although I get around 80-100 hits every day. It is not a lot, but it tells me that there are many people out there who are trying to reach out, perhaps not superficially but in their own subtle ways, trying to garner knowledge, and quietly make friends. I do not read a lot of blogs, but I do ensure I read a few every week. It makes me know the other person, and his or her feelings and emotions, and I remain a silent partner in their dreams. I wonder, how many silent partners I have?

Well, until next time folks. Whatever you are doing or contemplating to do, just do it well.

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