college was a horrid experience for me, there was never anything good about those four years except for the occasional arts fest that came along...when i was instantly elevated from obscurity to near fame as a guitar player...and even those events obeyed the law of gravity...and i aint talkin bout the apple go boink on your head thing...im talkin bout the whatever goes up must come down rule..and trust me, this applies to a lot more than apples or nethin else that could go boink on ur head or ne other part of ur anatomy..
but this post isnt about college...its about the way i survived those four years...every single break that came along, my mom, lil bro and me, we would head over to join my dad in dubai..
this was bliss for me.. escape from the banal existence i'd been condemned to.. goin to dubai was always so much fun, we went mall hopping (thats where, you enter a mall, stand in the center and after makin sure that enough people are watching, you start hopping about like crazy..the other indians there think ur possessed, the arabs think you're complaining about the rent situation, the americans and europeans do not see you since they are on another plane of existence, and the jamaicans move towards you and join in with the hoppin, jamaicans are jus crazy like that)..for those of you who are staring at the screen open mouthed...u bought that?? GET HELP.....NOW....dumasses..!!
me and me bro went to shoot pool which was so much fun..we played air hockey, went out to dinner with the whole family, went on long walks..jus walkin on and on...with no particular purpose..and the one thing about the city which shall always stay with me...
the lights...
the city never becomes dark...there is always an amazing amount of light present within the confines of this concrete colossus.. and the light aint the sort that makes you cringe away since you blew your eyes out...this is the soft kind of light, changing in hue..moving about..something about those lights transcends technology...makes one think about a time, when the entire place was nothin but a sea of sand watched over by the moon..
and dont even get me started on the food..
i love dubai...and always will,and once i finish my masters...im gonna see if i can get a job there...
somethin about that city has got inside of me...and i think it has become home..
so...on that note..i shall end this post..
i know it aint long..but i jus felt that i should say somethin about the place that is closest to my heart...
later guys..
nrv.
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