Quote of the Day

One of the Secrets of life is to make stepping stones out of stumbling blocks - Jack Penn

Family or Money???

My first day in Dubai has invoked a mixed feeling in me. Firstly, yes I see that there is soo much of money which has been spent by the government for infrastructure, unlike in India where I guess we would never get to see infrastructure like this atleast in our lifetime. Then cars, you name them and you would find them here. But this is irrelevant to the subject I mentioned... But hell just couldn't stop writing about what I saw...

Towards the evening when I went over to Sharjha (which is 20-60 mins from Dubai and has muslim country rules) and I was accompanying my hosts here in Dubai for an appointment with the doctor. I decided i would skip the appointment and walk around the place and came across this place where loads of people from different countries, mostly India & Pakistan, wherein they stand in group either based on State wise or country wise. It was very mixed a feeling to see people who have sacrified everything, like their family, native, friends & relatives, to make that money and send it across to them so that they can live a decent life. But how many of them live here in decent accomodations??????? most of them stay in cramped places with 4 to 8 people staying in one single room and all for some money?????

What makes me ponder is "Is this all worth it???????"

Dubai Land of Gold and Opportunities????

After months of anticipation of my trip to Dubai, here I am packed and all set for my trip to Dubai- The land of gold and opportunities. The start to the trip was a double whammy for me coz to start with I was going to see the brand new airport at Hyderabad, which I was doubting if I could get to see it, now that I’m moving my base to Bangalore, then the trip to Dubai. Heard so much about it and it was just the matter of seeing it I guess.

Thanks to my dear friend, Mark aka Santhosh

Kick Start at last!!!!!!!!

Well for years and literally years I have been wanting to blog but was always worried as to how and even more worried about the mistakes I would make while writing. But recently I had my school teacher with whom I touched based after 12 years of passing school and she for some reason sees me as a successful guy. Now thatz something which can be contemplated or argued upon but then hey even I feel I'm done pretty good for myself. She wanted me to share my story with some magazine which she writes for. Now the catch was that I had to write it and send it across to her. Hell has may have it, I just couldn't find the time and even worse I just couldn't get myself to start writing. But I made it a point to visit yesterday when I came down to Bangalore for the long weekend and tell her that I might need some more time and also I have my self doubts about writing it, especially me being a big critic, and don't want to be critizied for what I write. Secondly, I started to read this blog of my American Friend, who recently added me on to Facebook and bingo I found the inspiration to write and ask me why????? well just that she wrote what she thought and I had heard her saying things and she penned the same. Now thatz was the trick to blog, "Instead of speaking, just start tying" and fcuk the grammer and whatever else!!!!! Thanks Theresa, if not for you I would have never started this... And here I am writing my first blog (actually second, can't figure out what I wrote first but it was very short, and thatz all i remember and have no idea where to see that again).

Yes, today being a Sunday and in Bangalore, my purpose of visit was that my friend from school days, I mean from nursery and stuff like that, he was getting married and I wanted to attend it.. But itz funny, coz that guy too works in Hyd and we have never bothered to meet up rather than just running into each other twice in last 21 months in hyd.. Hell thatz bad but guess we just couldn't get our wavelenght right. But still I attended his wedding and why? well thanks to orkut I guess, coz we were atleast exchanging pleasantries with each other. Went with mom and bro for the wedding and met few friends from school and few family friends and then left to meet few friends who came to bangalore to party.. and then went to Java City and there was this band which was playing live music ( now thatz a BIG weakness for me ) though didn't know a single song they played I just enjoy it. Sat there for 2 hours and read a book ( currently reading on Yaser Arafat ) and thanks to my bangalorean friends, who were supposed to turn up in an hour and went on to be two hours.. but yeah enjoyed it. Wait... forgot to say.. there I saw this pretty lady who had the best smile i've seen in years in Bangalore.. I just couldn't resist stealing looks at her and worse felt like walkin up to her and sayin that she had this cute smile and would she care for a coffee or tea.. whatever, all i needed was to get to know her.. but alas she had come with her folks and guess what.. they are mallus too ;-) but you know it never happens like that here in India, wish things were different here, I would have atleast walked up to her if not for her folks but then we are all taught that thatz not manners right??????? I'm only wishing that I would run into her some day and get to say that "she indeed has a cute smile". Well after two iced teas few smokes my friends turn up, again it was the school crowd and it was fun catching up with them and guess what I end up having "FRESH lime soda, salt & sweet", hell that isn't me.. being in Bangalore and not having beer.. but guess I was just too tired to have any more beer.

But it was surprising to see that the two friends (ashok & tejas- we studied together for 13 years together) were getting married within a span of a month, gosh I knew tejas was getting married in may but ashok?????? anyways he was sitting there and telling me how I should get married and I just told/rather requested not to screw my evening by talking that subject. We are out here to enjoy and don't give me any discourses!!! PLEASE..... sweet guy he obliged... then we finish our drink I get dropped and then take a bus and reach/rather walked home.. was surprising to see folks still awake at 11 but yeah itz kinda nice to see someone home awake when I reach... and then I start my bloggin and hoping that this would be the first of the many too come..