A "Desserted" year!

All my bags are packed I am ready to go …
I am standing looking the new built shores
I want to wake me up.. And say goodbye

Now the dates are ending, the project is over
No bugs, no issues, no problems anymore
Already I am so free I can’t describe ….

So miss me or smile for me..
Or tell me that you will wait for me
Try to hold me saying you won’t let me go ….

I am leaving on a Jet Plane; don’t know if I’ll come back again!

Wow! I can’t believe this project is actually getting over, and I am traveling home with no date to return. Though am so delighted that this one was one of the finest implementations done, there’s something in me that keeps me from admitting that ‘it’s over’

Remembering my first encounter with this ‘Green Desert’ (green from the color of money!), I cannot start with anything but describing how I almost ‘drowned in my own sweat’ everyday from the scorching humid waits for the taxi that never seem to come, and then despite of being the guy who’s paying, still end up learning a lesson or two from the ‘driver next country’.

Though a desert, this country of 'black and whites' perhaps has got more diverse fauna then anywhere else. From the under developed chinkis to overcrowding mallus, this place’s versatility totally overshadows the sand beneath the feet. Like people, so different is the way they dress and the food they eat. So except for some stinking far-asian food joints, almost every place is a treat for the eyes and mouth … no wonder how I so fell in love with hummus and falafel.

And yes, describing this country without its extravagance is not describing the country at all! Everything from the high rises to custom clad wheels, the people here actually have more money than they can spend. So what if they have to hide their favorite million dirham designer dress under an even more expensive black robe, they sure know how to ‘make it up’ on their faces. For the rest you will have to settle down with the neighboring expats, which by no means are any less a treat for the eyes! Still mesmerized with gorgeousness around, this would be something I will be missing for sure.

This trip truly was one to remember, from my long time at the ‘mis’ fortune ‘ate’ hotel to splendid evenings at the gym, pool and jacuzzi of Al Maha Arjaan, I can easily say “been there done that” to all the places, magnificent hotels, clubs and malls around. But I guess the reason that kept me coming back here over and over again was the company of my new friends.. So be it 'the stupidd.. complainer’, ‘the non-confessing shopaholic’, the UFO enchanted, purple bags and haribo fanatic lazy slow-gans, ‘the ‘Ku Ku’ Gaanv ki Gori’, the ‘self proclaimed prince charming’, ‘the super crazy wanderer and his 4X4’, ‘few days with Mr. Bright Sunny Day’ or ‘the melodious girl who couldn’t hear a thing on the first time’, IOU all for making this time a ‘dessert in the desert’

My first Big n Loud Outspoken Gratitude!

Well, I always thought that someday, I would have to get over my “ever so lazy to write” attitude and enter this enthralling world of the web 2.0 that has now outgrown itself by introducing stupid people like us (or at least me for that matter) a way to write about anything we like (or most the time dislike)

So I am here to start small with my 1^st blog. And as any book (good or bad) would have it, even mine has few dedications, especially to those who introduced me to this ‘Blog’ technology

I am always confused why they had to call this post a “blog”… and with my limited database knowledge, I know BLOB in database stands for Binary Large Objects that consume significant disk space. So I assume the foresighted originator of this word (like the “precog Agatha of Minority Report”, or Nicolas Cage of “The Knowing”) must have seen this day when everyone has started competing to flood the Internet with his/her views, ideas and opinions, and thus called it a “Big Limitless Online Garbage” or a BLOG!)(And I mean no offence to the other actually constructive writers; and for those who haven’t noticed another meaning of the word in the title yet, "please consider your e-nvironment friendliness before writing another one"

And to start any thanks-giving without thanking my Mom is meaningless . I mean if it wasn’t her, perhaps I would have written this blog using a “Hindi to English” dictionary with some 'Shake-Spearean' words reading which you must have laughed your jaws out … and to my brother to make me realize how Neanderthal I am in “da kool n hep” virtual world. I must also thank my ex-girlfriend for not talking two hours every night of my life (more of which I miss now) on the 2^nd most amazing communication technology after A.G Bell’s … yes! the cellphone. So now I, like most other “single-loosers” (may be the two words mean the same) have all the time in this world to squander. And to my alma mater St. Paul and MITM to grace me with invaluable education (least of which that I make use of!)

But much thanks to my new made colleague blogger friends who made me realize how can “beauty of writing” win over “the matter of subject’. So be it some weird incident of wearing pink pajamas to a medical store, or over embracing a slightly flamboyant Asian and then mistaking her for a hooker.. they can make these every next-day events come alive on HTML! Thanks for always encouraging me guys.. this one’s for you!

And nevertheless, to all those beautiful people I know (don’t worry, if I know you, you are one of them, and if you don’t know me, u now know how to get beautiful! ;o)) with whom I have shared my memorable days, hours or even minutes. IOU my appreciation for all the things you taught me.

Hence I begin my journey towards this Mordor (please pardon my love for LOTR) and like Frodo, I may (rather will) make mistakes. So appreciate if you can be my Samwise Gamgee and help with your corrections, feedbacks and comments.

Bye.. may you find your Rest and Peace ;o)