The Echo of thought

enchanted by

that my breath stops, for reasons unknown

so powerful

that it moves me, to places unforgettable

so desirable

the fragrance, the scent of a woman

There is someone on the other end

to share a heartbeat and to mend

broken thoughts,

to smile into silence which understands

Photographic Memories

i was going through some old photos. and imagining what if i were there now. i am a different me now, so what if i walked into that pic. i decide it would be good fun, more of less. i guess certain ones i would rather avoid..
they say most things you do in life you do because you enjoyed it at some point in time. so there is no point complaining now. is there.
hmm.. leme see about these ten pics ..
1. A pic of about 10-11 guys gorgin on one f the inhouse gorging days at one of the 'bachelor' dens i stayed in Abu Dhabi: well, to start with there is KFC, pepsi, lots of alcohol. certain guys i dont mind drinking with, yeah, this one gets a pass; i would walk into it. i am sure i would get certain of those barbs i missed then, and yeah i can pass a few back
2. Burj-al-Arab in the back, beach, sunset.. in the view: i can remember me and Chirac were there. it was perhaps the first year in Dubai. First year since i left my home. 20 year old and rather over-awed by life. frustrated hormone driven. Hmm.. it was a beautiful time, every day was novel, colourful when seen in fast forwarded memories. yeah, i would definitely step in now, there is so much to do, to see.
3. Sister, Isaac (1) and Samuel (2): Rekha wants the perfect shot, and i am jobless. i think i was working in Dubai and had driven (taxied i.e) down to Abu Dhabi on an off day to see them. i loved the kids, when they were that age, i love them now. Cant wait to go and see them on 17th.
4. Outside Marina Mall: Primary Workplace.. Secondary Home, Social hangout, Kitchen. Must have spent awful amiounts of time there. no, i dont want to step in. Oh yeah, there was Sharon there. hmm. no, no thanks.
5. General Mall'ing with Rekha and Family: Couple of people in retail meant lots of interest in malls. Was lonely period too, in Abu Dhabi. I liked going with them then, am not sure i want to be in now. memories are nice though.
6. Us in some Club: Cant see who all are there. But, hmm. must have been fun. yeah, considering i am sitting alone in my room, on a saturday night.. sure thing
7. Desert Safari, sands all around,me in the front seat of a LandCruiser: sunny and fun. A Stomach churning drive through the desert, nice company. arabic belly dancing. Sand bikes. Aarabic Grilled chicken and daaru. Yeah babe, count me in!
8. Office Party in Copa Cabana: Well, so we achieved an amazing target and we get treated to dinner, and a T-Shirt. oh yeah, a MontBlanc watch. but there was so much kissing up to the CEO, and who feels comfortable when all the bosses are there. it was BORING. no.
9. Abu Dhabi Golf tournament: WoW, 4 days in at the Abu Dhabi Golf Club. the food, the drink and the 'SIGHTS'. Yes.
10. Pakistan India Final in Sharjah: INDIA WON! yes.

Bag is mine

who packed me bags, i do like to do it myself. I fancy it new and colourful, a pretty package definitely; but my squashy nose, rash hair and constant twitch in the neck were all pre packed, DNAs and whatever else my parents bestowed on me. so large bones were packed in by the fish and calcium sandoz tablets mom fed me for 'strong bones'. the "more than we can actually afford" school was neatly folded in by dad. Even as i'd rather quetly acknowledge these, i blow my trumpets elsewhere. the belief systems, faith in a religion, in God, morals and ethics i believe i have, well, those too were packed by family, bags handed over by parents and parents of parents. parents of parents of parents. so, on reflection, the bags actually look older now, handed over genereation to next. yet, they are a handsom lot.yet these bags have in them a few things that none else packed in. me exist, oh those in the corner, experience, the happiness i chesish, the sadnes i keep packed up, those i packed. i need to repack and look again at what excess baggage i carry around, what hangs so heavy around my neck. pull out some of those more interesting things from somewhere within, to be able to listen to what happens around, to feel the rush again, to actually get high, to feel like first time this time too.