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Mt. Kilimanjaro . Love you all from the top of Africa
It is day two of my ascent to Kilimanjaro, and I am remembering what Ertyaas said to me earlier .We were sitting in Dar Cafe two days before the climb when she said “To climb a mountain is like being in love with a strong woman….you want to be on the top (on the top she smiled) but you face allot of tears and rain, thunders and anger, rock slides and constant struggle to continue moving and reach the top… and at times one thinks why the hell I am doing this all, is it really worth all the effort? just for that bloody mountain, that woman … but she…
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The wedding night (Sheb-e-Arus)
For no apparent reason today i immersed my self with the Oudh and sandalwood oil i bought from the perfume souq in Dubai, and burned the incense all over my apartment .No apparent reason, just an urge coming from the hidden corners of my heart. And then i found out that today is 17th December, the wedding night of my beloved Rumi…..How can i forget that. I have to prepare for the “Sema” and I thought i should do it on a much bigger scale this time within my mind. (The sema is a ritual followers of Rumi perform to celebrate Rumi’s reunion with his beloved). So little by little,…
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Work Hard…Party Hard…Moonlight…
Running… Running…Running…. as if playing a video game where all the monsters are supposed to be killed, and only one life line left…. running,running notstop!…this office stuff, that meeting… this offer, those targets….we run and run and run forgeting totally about the absurdity of wasting our prime time of lives in helping someone make more money…harder, even harder… running fast, unknowingly, un consciously ,(Abba’s money money money flashing in the brains!…)) too innocently our habitual state of living letting us fall into a dark abyss; for what is darkness but a feeling of unknowing-ness that can make us shiver even in the broad daylight….. falling like a sky dive in…
