Got up on time today with the alarm, what a surprise..! Else unless Arshi threatens me, I don’t.. Also haven’t lost my specs even once in the last 12 hours (its right here, by my bedside) how people can mature with the responsibility of being on ones own, its truly amazing & noteworthy (that’s why I have noted it down) He he..Now if I can get ready soon, I can have a short morning walk, that should be nice..
Yest eve, sunset was something like 8 in the night, don’t know when the sun came back again in the morn.. Would you believe the max temperature here goes upto 42d during summers, but again not too far away from the city are snow capped mountains.. Interesting.. Ok now gotta get out of bed, Arshi could be calling any minute now (to wake me up), want to proudly tell her that I am already up & about.. He he..
1-2-3.. YES.. The most difficult task of the day completed (viz. Getting out of bed)
The sinhasans here are not even equipped with a water hose, in contrast in Oman 50% of them are Indian/desi style.. Ok next topic now.. If you haven’t understood, its ok.. Like I said, next topic..
Arshi didn’t call (her alarm must not be working) now she will be tense when she gets up, she would imagine me snoring till mid- morning & frantically call me.. He he.. But I have become so responsible (as explained earlier)
..I want to measure how much water flows through a shower nozzle in 10 minutes of continuos running, will measure once back in dubai.. You know like run it for 30 seconds, measure the water collected in the bucket & extrapolate..
Maybe its the effect of this book (life of pi) I am reading, the boy is stranded on Pacific ocean for months and he has to conserve water & stuff.. Maybe the thought will pass by the time the book is over & I reach dubai (hope not).. Anyways had a good hot shower now.. Now to get ready.. Also no morning walk 4 me, spent too much time (& water) in the shower..
Heyy... I can hear a bird tweeting (tweeting? must be another word for it) & a dog barking (& sound of vehicles passing by, but am ignoring that) in the background, cool na..? Again India like.. Hmmm..
I put on hairgel almost everyday these days, think started since we moved to dubai.. Maybe because the hair-cutting charges are so high here (250 Indian rupees for a hair cut, oh god!) maybe my tresses were becoming long & unmanageable regularly & then it (hairgel) became a habit.. Many people say, hairgel leads to hair whitening, guess they did not get anything else to blame for making them look Buddha (not the god, I mean an oldie)
I will blame it myself, if my strands of grey become prominent.. For now I think I have 7-8 strands of grey hair, don’t think anyone other than Arshi would have really noticed it.. Who cares, even if they do, I can always blame Brylcreem & we can both say "I swear" and nod our heads.. Hmm.. Everyone needs someone/ smthg to blame, its a basic human necessity as per my understanding of human beings.. That reminds me, you should read a poem “leave me alone my blamer” by khalil gibran.. since my Brylcreem dabba is unlikely to blurt out these words, I can continue using it, without fear of retribution.. :-)
Arshi please note you are supposed to smile when I put a :-) okie.. thanks.. And if this one also gets posted to arshis blog (i shld start calling it our blog now), then its applicable to the reader as well..
Oh yes....!!!! Its chirping.. Birds chirp not tweet.. Why did I ever think of tweeting, cld be because of i remembered tweety the yellow bird..
Unisex toilets, interesting.. I don’t mean just as a concept, I mean actually interesting to visit them.. Accha it does not have the usual standee urinals for men, so don’t get any smart ideas..
Lunch, such a struggle.. No one understands any English & don’t have much time in hand between d meetings. More difficult since not having non-veg, as it may not be halal meat..
Have been thinking how so many languages in the world have so many common words, urdu & Arabic have following common words (a couple of them on the top of my mind): baida & kitab..
The babe at the restaurant said batata for a boatshaped pizza/sandwhich (for convinience let’s call the dish ‘batata whatever’).. Basically I was pointing my index finger towards whatever looked remotely vegetarian & she said batata for one of those boats.. 'Batata whatever' was good.. twas mashed potato with pepper and baked in bread.. Chalo Georgian food try ho gaya.. Maybe she wanted to say say potato, and mispronounced as patata or smthg, nonetheless...
What a day.. Completely drained, imagine being continously in 6 (or was it 7, lost count) back to back meetings right from 10 am to 8 pm, and that too heavy meetings.. 9:30 pm still here, had planned for shopping today.. chalo maybe at Istanbul airport thu eve!
A very cute 5 year old boy begging inside McDonalds.. Temo tells me they make more money than him ~30 $ a day.. He swears by it too.. Did I intro Temo, he is our escort from the bank.. He told me "mei" means me in Hindi as well as Georgian, also "Khwal" is for tomorrow in Georgian.. interesting..
Hey Arshi found another peanut in my jacket.. Its one of those I lost last winter, needless to say, did not waste it.. (it was safe in its natural case)
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