I, let it die?

I stand in front of the mirror and hear this song. Someone from the mirror sings it to me as if it is a reminder of what is lost. The eyes from the mirror look directly into mine and speak nothing but the truth. My eyes on the other hand have been affected by the death of the spirit - spirit, that can be anything ranging from love to honesty to trust to simplicity to truth; anything virtuous, potent, prestigious; an honest thought that was born, but never grew. I question, but I only hear.

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Heart of gold but it lost its pride
Beautiful veins and bloodshot eyes
I've seen your face in another light
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
In too deep and out of time.
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

A simple man and his blushing bride
Intravenous, intertwined
Hearts gone cold your hands were tied
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
In too deep and out of time.
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

Do you ever think of me?
You're so considerate.
Do you ever think of me?
Oh, so considerate.

In too deep and lost in time
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Beautiful veins and bloodshot eyes
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

Hearts gone cold and hands were tied.
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

(Let it Die by Foo Fighters)

(Probably written for Kurt Kobain)

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As it reaches the peak of its strength (do you every think of me?) my weak body gives up and cannot hear anymore. What was lost and what speaks through the mirror, I realize, is nothing else but the spirit.

Muscat - 2

Compared to my earlier post about Muscat, I have something better to write. I went to Barr al jissah (the "7 star resort" in Muscat) for dinner. The place is worth the visit just for a look; ocean on one side surrounded by mountains on the other and three hotels in the middle.

The drive up the mountain to the resort was nice except that it reminded me of Jabal al Hafeet in Al-Ain so it was not a fascination that would not let me sleep at night. Simultaneously, I can't complain too much because I was not driving which gave me an opportunity to look around and admire this part of the earth.

Needless to say that my overall time in Muscat was spent as a combination of boredom, then more boredom and then a friend coming to the rescue (yeah !!! I might be boring in going alone to places but not boring enough to go to a resort alone for dinner).

As always, there was a lot to learn from this trip as well. I might be able to put that into words some day. Or I might just keep it to myself.

Muscat - 1

I really dont have much to write about this city. Muscat today is like Dubai 15 years ago. I feel I have seen this kind of city in the past.

People should be credited for being down to earth and original - very unlike Dubai.

All in all, Muscat is quite boring. Not because I live in Dubai and Muscat can't be my cup of tea, but I feel everything is laid back and slow.

- the HIGH SPEED INTERNET is not higher than 512K.
- buildings cannot be taller than 7 stories (or 8 maybe?)
- men wear two sperate head coverings; an Omani cap casually and a traditional turban for work and formal outings. An Omani colleague mentioned that his head feels naked without one.

Those are the only facts I could gather. I still have two more days here, maybe, just maybe there would be something worth mentioning.

Prague - Day 1

o2:00 (Dubai Standard Time) The airline, Lufthansa is the worst in the world. It was delayed for an hour and they forgot to load some kind drinks trolley. Probably, the only brown guy on the flight and people were looking at me as if I'm hiding something or everything about me was uncool. Good thing was, I slept a bit during the flight and it was really uncomfortable. I ate a vegetarian sandwich (I know the world would not believe this but I did) because of the fear that it would not be Halal. When the old PIA type air hostess served breakfast I saw SAFA yoghurt which gave me hope that the food would be halal cause it got made in Dubai. I then ate the sausage as well. (It tasted like chicken but then "ab to kha liya")

07:15 (Franfurt Standard Time)
Reached Frankfurt. One needs an aircraft to fly from Gate C to Gate A. Walking was nothing less than a 5 mile marathon. It was a 1 hour flight from Frankfurt to Prague and it took off 45 minutes late. Interestingly, it landed in 45 minutes.

09:45 (Prague Standard Time)
Reached Prague. Took a cab and off to the hotel. The city is beautiful. Typical european architecture with roads going in all directions and some of them never tasted asphalt (which is just amazing). I waited for a while before the room was prepared and met some new people from the team. I was so happy that the lady at the reception was hitting on me until I saw a ring in her left hand finger (or was it right hand ???) and as always all my dreams of getting a foreing begum went down the toilet. She was nice to everyone (bloddy hell !!! I am such a desi )

12:00 (Prague Standard Time)
Went around Prague. The old town square, the astronomical clock were the main attractions today, not to mention women - not a very classy way to say it but a fact. It was really interesting to walk the streets of Prague with an Israeli and actually seeing a synagogue (from the outside only, as there was no time to go in). There was nothing different about the walk and it made me realize once again that only humanity unites us and everything beyond is a reason for giving birth to differences.

19:00
Trip to a brewery. Yeah I know, the binge drinker that I am brewery was the first place I wanted to go. I had 4 glasses of fanta (apple flavor). But I had fun. People from all over europe were together, drinking and having fun and I was part of it (not the drinking part, ofcourse!!!) After coming back to the hotel I found myself in the bar again. This time however, I was drinking something really interesting - iced tea, with a shot of peach and lemon.

00:00
Except for the time I slept in the airplane (which was hardly any) I was awake for almost 40 hours. I was dead to the world within seconds of going to bed. zzzzZZZZZZZZZZ