Into the Wild

I lay down on my floor watch the little ant worker crawling, unaware of me she crawls in search for food, as she never rest and never lean, she never said anything to me, but she thought me allot , I am amazed by their navigation and communication system, but more then that the loyalty with her family, she sees a drop or water as a sea, she sees a small stone as a mountain, but she never fears to cross or climb them, she helps her self then God comes to help her too, I wonder if she have emotions, she can feel, she can think, she knows off course there is God to help her.....she hums his name when she works.... I said to my self, I can learn, I can learn, I can learn from any thing that exists, everything has a reason to be there. I remember a story now, of a conqueror who sat out side a city after being defeated after trying many times but he can't conqueror , he saw an ant trying to get over a stone, she kept trying unless she succeeded, off course the conqueror also succeeded ...

I wonder today what to write about , We feel empty some times yet we feel the burden over our heads..... I wonder my body and soul running in different directions...I am standing in the middle... Life is like a train ride . . . we take the train we ride for a while. we get out of it for a while too. We get back on and ride some more. There are accidents also and there are delays. At certain stops there are surprises. Some of these will translate at moments of joy, some will result in profound sorrow. Crying can't help me but crying let me meet me ...... We exist because we think......we think why we exist also ... Watering the flower is easy.....keeping it beautiful for ever is a question... Flowers don't care they are beautiful or not.......they like to makes others beautiful... Nothing is immortal except God, God is closer to me then my nerves... Trick is not to live forever, but to live it by your self... Choices makes us what we are today... Everything that glitter is not g...

on the way back to Dubai , we were served by a air hostess, she was really upset at something, so like us all humans, she got her frustration out by serving us in a bad manner, off course , she have to smile, but not from heart as I saw, her eyes were never in sync with her expressions, any ways she served me like that too, she threw what ever she had, and then went on with another passenger....but when she came back to collect things I said to her that she was really great at serving me, and I am very happy about it ( Off course I was happy, a person not in a good mood, doing its job, everybody can't do it :) ), so she smiled back to me...all the sudden I saw a shift in her attitude...her face became red..:), and off course after that it all went well.... I said to my self, how much does it take us to thank others for what they do for us? do we become shorter in size or status if we thank or praise someone?... Any ways the apple juice and the sweets she served me after that wer...

This is a story about a rose. A rose grows under the sun. Day by day,she is becoming more and more beautiful. Many people say I love u,rose, A boy came one day, saw the rose, fell in love with her and asked her: would you let me hold you tight? Rose was so eager to be hold tight Since she had never been held tight before, she wanted to know the feeling. So she said to the boy: yes, please, hold me tight The boy did hold her tight,saying:now you belong to me,only me.But the thorns stabbed deep in his fingers. He was bleeding all the time He cried but he would not give up his beloved rose. Rose was happy at first to be held tight. but later she felt breathless.Petals are falling One day,the boy suddenly realized something and throwed rose on the road. He refused to bleed for his love any more. It is not worthwhile, he said Rose lay on the road,shocked and sad to death.she felt abandoned by her lover,felt useless of herself,wanted just to die......... man came, picked up the rose and plan...

I wonder why do we observe things and why don't we observe them sometimes? why do a small thing make us cry hard while big things don't make a difference to us....are we sometimes dead? or are we some times alive? Why do we ask questions? Why do we search for answers? Why do we go on the top? Why do we fall? Why is earth moving? Where will it take us? Why am I asking these questions? What am I thinking?

I was with my father last night in intensive care unit, cries of a lady asking for help, calling God didn't let me sleep for a second.....she was in terrible terrible pain...I don't understand the pain...but one thing I understood was that when we are in pain we call our beloved to help us out of it as she was calling God all the time.....I thought what if our beloved one give us pain then who do we call? whom do we share our pain with..... I use to read a popular logo, called No Pain No Gain when I was a kid...I wonder was it right both physically and emotionally? I am still hearing her......calling God :((, I can't stop crying my self....

Well no no, I am not gonna tell you to look in the back mirror while you turn, or give indicator or stop before the zebra crossing or stop when police ask you to stop, or don't bribe police, or the people walking on the road are also humans and you have to respect them this does not all happen here in this country. See the rule is simple "There is no Rule", You have to break the signal, unless you don't break it you don't feel that you have done any thing in a day, see the police please don't run, it wont cost you more than a dolor for any traffic violation...if it is one way road and you need to cross it please watch on both sides of the road because there is no concept of one way in this country also....Don't trust zebra crossing trust your instincts..Zebra Crossing by the way 90% of the drivers don't know what it is made for, oh yeah I forget to tell you, they don't have license also :)....but I am amazed to see that these same guy drive taxis a...