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Joberg.. Another story unfolded…..
All that time i was trying to realize if she was a good salesgirl or a good human being. I ended up buying couple of skin products apparently originating from the dead sea in Israel from her, even though i knew i was paying more money then i should. I think i figured out her to be a good human being in the end. It was almost a small story unfolded there in that busy Sandton city mall in Johannesburg(S.Africa) where the big smiling statue of Mandela gives hope to all humanity. I was in Joberg on business and found few hours before the flight to buy some last minute…
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“Woofy”…
It was my second day in the cold, sunny Johannesburg. I was staying in a big old estate turned into a guesthouse, with alot of zebras, horses, birds and different breeds of dogs wondering around . A nice place to rest and be with nature. I saw her sitting on the stairs, staring at the birds. Beautifully white, shiny sad eyes, with an unforgettable personality. She was totally unlike other dogs. I took her as a Canadian Husky in the first place. I said to the owner of the lodge, “What a nice dog you have, so beautifully white” And she smiled, ” Its not a dog, its a wolf,…
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A sea and a river
She draws strange comparison sometimes and that’s what she did today saying, “to say a sea is to river as solitude is to loneliness is pretty much true” . We were on our ferry back from an island nearby Dar-es salam city, the turquoise Dar sea was glimmering in its usual bright colors,with small waves riding here and there, and we were discussing my recent trip to turkey and the novel by Elif shafak i recently read on the life of Rumi, when she drew this comparison.“And how come you make such a comparison, for i don’t even think there is a difference between loneliness and solitude” I asked.“Well you…
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Liquid Music
“So, my life is in your hands” , I said to erty, who was my buddy for my first dive in the open indian ocean around Dar-es-salam… she said, “don’t worry, in best case, you will die hearing liquid music all around you…” And so it was….a liquid musical world in bluescope, all around me…. though i survived the bliss…The whole episode started on a light conversation with erio and her daughter and I saw my impulsive instincts seeing myself nodding in approval even before my rational self started to think…. my sister was wining over me of doing this first somewhere in Australia and i was looking for settling…
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Lions…Family…India..Politics…Dolphins
With torches in our hands, me and my newly acquainted family member Sobi were going towards our camp when we saw three lions just few meters away from our tent. The torches were more to see any wild beast around then to find the way in the dark jungle, and we unluckily saw what we did not wanted to see. It is so strange, sometimes we look around just to ‘not to see’ what we donot ‘want to see” and assuring ourselves of being in control of only that frozen moment in the ambiance around, knowing in our hearts only that every coming moment is as uncontrollable, and this was…
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First week in Ghana
People selling things on the traffic signal, traffic rush, city with churches and mosques ………isn’t this all sounds pretty familiar or say pakistanish? , But its not………………….Dozens of men and women selling, bread, tissue papers, biscuits etc etc on the traffic signal as if you are moving through a grocery store…… hours and hours of waiting in traffic jams,……. churches of every god-dammit type (mehodist to catholics to “Lambs of god” to 12 apostles and jehovahs) and mosques of Ahmadis and other sects…….and above all you being treated as a white man, one can easily say Pakistan is doing quite fine. But that was just the space around. The real…
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The rain attack
As if summoned by the tribal witchdoctors chanting some ancient voodoo call, the majestic rain army comes down with all its pride, sounds and fury……. The big palm trees shivering in fear just by the sound of these tiny soldiers …the Commander in chief totally in control of His army…..the water-brigade totally in sync with the wind battalion and the thunder snipers ………..rivers of dead rain soldiers flowing everywhere with the same gruesome dignity fulfilling their motives of momentary life. A big thunder strike and I found myself woke up in utter darkness, with the rain soldiers still dancing and laughing, rushing towards their own end….….. Whatever it was….. a…
