The Ball's On A Roll..

It's been a frantic three days - I imagine - for everyone; especially me.

In addition to accidently killing the little kitten and the death of H.H. Former Ruler of Dubai; the sad death of the prince of the Kingdom of Bahrain and now with the news of the death of H.E. Kuwaiti Royal Prince.

I have been scrambling to work on a new more professional CV to present for new job outlets including in it everything that I can remember of what I have done of relevant and irrelevant experience. Now that's done with, I have to work on some other things that have to do with job hunting, besides listing down potential job outlets. I am taking my time on it so that I can get it right from the first time.

But the ball's rolling.

I told you I have a plan to start taking job hunting seriously. It's just that ...well....I was kinda taking my time on it because I really felt down that things were not going my way. But as someone once pointed out to me, I should take my own advice that was once printed out in an article in theweek that no one else can change my circumstances except me plus the help of someone I deeply appreciate their advice, guidance and a lot of other things.

Point is - my ball's on a roll.

Wish me luck, people..

R.I.P.

Today is a sad day for me.

I ran over a kitten that was sleeping under my car by mistake. This is no lauging matter.

I declare three days of mourning.

Have A Nice Day

This is a new song by Bon Jovi.

It really suits my mood today since it's a rock song plus the fact that it sings about not caring about anything at all. Which is the attitude I should take on whatever the mishappenings in my life.

Here are the lyrics:

Why, you wanna tell me how to live my life?
Who, are you to tell me if it's black or white?
Mama, can you hear me? Try to understand.
Is innocence the difference between a boy and a man.
My daddy lived the lie, it's just the price that he paid.
Sacrificed his life, just slavin' away.

Ohhh, if there's one thing I hang onto,
It gets me through the night.
I aint gonna do what I don't want to,
Im gonna live my life.
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice,
Standing on the ledge, show the wind how to fly.
When the world gets in my face,
I say, Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day

Take a look around you, look its what he sees.
We're living in a broken home of hopes and dreams,
Let me be the first to shake a helping hand.
Everybody, pray enough to take a stand,
I knocked on every door, on every dead end street,
Looking for forgiveness, what's left to believe?

Ohhh, if there's one thing I hang onto,
It gets me through the night.
I aint gonna do what I don't want to,
Im gonna live my life.
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice,
Standing on the ledge, show the wind how to fly.
When the world gets in my face, I say,
Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day.

[Solo]

Ohhh, if there's one thing I hang onto,
It gets me through the night.
I aint gonna do what I don't want to, Im gonna live my life.
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice,
Standing on the ledge, show the wind how to fly.
When the world gets in my face, I say,
Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day.

When The world keeps trying, to drag me down,
Ive gotta raise my hands, gonna stand my ground.
Well I say, Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day
Have A Nice Day

Source

Earthly Matters

I read an article once that in the year 2029, a large comet will colide into Earth; specifically Russia. It is said that this comet will have a 500 metre radius and an impact of 15 nuclear bombs put together. Other than the fact that it will push aside orbitting satellites in the atmosphere around, it will have proportional emphasis on the ground surface.

Old news, you might say.

But then, think back to the present day.

I had mentioned earlier that polar ice capsules are melting as we speek because of the global greenhouse effects which are believed to be the result of man's overpowering industry and the fumes it sets into the air.

This will result, over the years, in a catastrophic meltdown thus leading to an increase of water levels all over the world be it oceans; seas, or even rivers. They will no doubtly increase by a 50cm - 1 metre margin.

The year 2006 had started off a second late since scientists added a new second to their atomic watches (one of the most accurate watches ever to exist) because they believe that since the Earth is slowing in it's momentum around itself it is only fair to compensate this loss with time.

The larger reason as to why Earth is slowing down, though, believe it or not. Is because of the increase in water levels worldwide.

So imagine what would another 50cm - 1 metre would do?

I don't know if this is all true or hypothetical. But it is alarming to even imagine such an event that will happen by the time I am 60 years old; if I ever live that long. What would I be able to do about it?

But thinking about one's own worries is selfish.

So how is the rest of the world preparing, then? All the scientists can say is that they are monitoring this large comit's orbit this year very closely since it is in the closest range to our space telescopes so that they may draw a plan on what to do next.

So Armageddon wasn't a movie...?

A Coke and Spaghetti later..

Up until the moment before I came back from outside tonight, I was so depressed from having things that were not going my way at all as I had planned they would. Maybe I had something to do with it having turning down opportunities that were up my alley but were a bit too unpromising as much as they were of a fun nature (i.e.: London Book Fair 2006).

I had gotten to the point whereby I felt that I am doing so many things wrong in my life that I need to clear out the fog just to see the steering wheel.


But something then changed for the goodness that you find in people who show they actually care and try to guide you by probably following your philosophy for life. Something just snapped. I don't know what it is. But right now, I feel so energetic that I could light up the whole city with the power that I have inside. It's that powerful.

I am now more determined to find myself an exit from this predicament.

This will all start the minute that I organize myself in order to take looking for a job seriously. And since the only chance I will ever have to do that now is after the eid holidays (work resumes here on Saturday) that would be the perfect start to a new week, a sparkingly newly reborn working ambition and most importantly, the faith that just as long that I am working hard for it - God will never let me down.

*all this after a Coke and Spaghetti - yum!*

'i will always try..'

i have a lot to say in my head but i don't know what it is or where else to start.

everytime i type a few sentences, i go back and delete them all over again that i just stop and think to myself: what am i doing exactly?

today; i ignored women who were - for lack of a better word - 'eyeballying' me because i have come to a final decision that; a) i don't have a job even if i were to gesture back that i am 'in' for it. b) my mind's made up that i don't want to find anyone anymore because i believe that i have passed the age whereby someone as old as me can get married. c) i know saying this might upset someone out there, but i will say anyway so i can be honest to myself - i still think about you.

i saw how much Oman is of a ghost country in this period because of eid, to the point that i didn't find anyone i knew anywhere. passed by city centre and saw the horrors; teenagers (boys), with longer hair than Michael Jackson and girls (not women) with so much make up on that you could compare them to Cher. why do they think that they need that much attention at that young an age? why can't they say to themselves that i am happy with what God has given me in blessings or otherwise? i mean, i am - even though i have an uncurable sickness. but, heck; you don't see me complaining - do you?

almost all the shops were closed up due to the festive period for Muslims. that's another thing that i don't get. they complain so much about not being able to make a business and yet they cannot stay open on that one day for business? i feel sorry for the folks who work at the banks, though. they deserve their vacation even though they may not get it because without the banks, how else is the financial world going to operate, right?

you may or may not have noticed this person who has been for the last few days posting irriatating posts on my blog. the person is thejustice who can be found on omanforum with his biast opinions and narrow mindedness that he dictates and thinks that the whole world revolves around him. fortunately enough, i have been able to delete every one of his sick comments after he posts them and i had also resolved to removing the shoutbox to stop him from making rude remarks about the blog. i hope that would be the last of him. but if needs be, i may need to turn back on un-annonymous posts and human verification codes. i am sorry but this is what i can do to stop people such as him from posting unwanted comments. please feel free to drop any suggestions as to how i can stop such people in the comments section.

last, but not least. as i said, not on my blog, though; 'i will always try'..

Something Sheepy

So Eid is upon us all and once again the knives are sharpened to get that meat and give it to the poor and the needy (and the hungry, too!).

It's too bad that Sheep don't like pizzas, though. They would've tasted great.





What do you mean that wasn't funny?

The Lives We Live Everyday...

Look into my eyes
What do you see
The painful struggle
Of what's beneath

The tide of the tears
The pain and disbelief
The rain pours down
On sorrowful grounds
Chimed down with the effects of the rain

Fearful pleasures of the heart
Desperate measures taken down by a brand new start
The lives we live every day

Cutting Down - An Illetrate Unenvironmental Procedure

Trees are a great source of Oxygene and often offer a lot of shade in the hot summers. But moreso, they make a great scene when nothing else in sight is. And thus, in Islam it is prohibited to cut down trees for any reason whatsoever (I am not quite sure of the reason but if someone knows the reason behind it, please inform me through a comment).

In Oman, the law particularly follows that very path and if an offender is found violating by such an act, they are either sentenced to a jail term or a hefty fine. Either way, the pay - the hard way.

That being said, let me get to my point.

I had read today in the Al Shabiba Arabic newspaper that a English citizen in the UK had been fined heavily by a local British court having find the woman guilty of taking action to purposely poisin the trees that were obstructing the view to her own apartment. After feeding them that chemical toxic substance, three trees died, within a year's period.

Back to Oman, though. If you live in the Madinat Al Sultan Qaboos area in Muscat, you will no doubtedly notice that the plants or growing trees in the Al Madina Palaza within the parking area have been cut because - or so it has passed around - they were blocking the view (!!!) when all it was blocking were the view for road that passes by through the area and the houses that line up to it.

I find that very highly irresponsible and possibly criminal-like behavior for an organization (W.J. Towell) to order their employees to do such a thing - if they indeed order them to do so. The very view of the trees was the only thing that added a beauty and a natural background to the surrounding.

Turning down a great opportunity

I turned down the chance to be in the I.Y.P.I programme being organized by the British Council here in Muscat in affialiation with the London Book Fair 2006.

I had turned it down for a number of reasons. First, it needed someone to have several contacts in the publishing industry. That being said, I have barely published two books, written a few articles in theweek and run two blogs on the internet. That hardly qualifies me as a person who has several contacts in the Omani publishing industry, in my opinion.

Another reason I turned it down for is because they needed an in-depth analysis of the industry in terms of competitors, publishing agents in Oman and the kind of quality that they represent. I admit that I read a lot of Omani and sometimes - very rarely, actually - international newspapers and/or magazines. Thus, I don't think that enables to make full in-depth analysis of the industry again.

The strongest reason for me turning down the whole project was that I was told about the whole thing last Thursday (5/1/2006) and they needed the whole thing from me by today - Saturday (7/1/2006). So you can imagine the surprise that I felt and the nervousness from being reluctant to commit to such a project.

All in all, the whole project is a great challenge, and I would have loved to participate into it had I had more time to reflect upon it and more experience to share.

But like Jamal Al Moosawi from the British Council, Muscat said to me over the phone; 'Perhaps another time'..

Eid Mubarak - 2006

I wish to take this opportunity to wish everyone in the online community and anyone out there who is a Muslim a great Eid Al Adh-ha Mubarak..

May God bestow upon you all his blessings and grant you whatever you wish inshallah this year and the coming years.

And to all those who are doing their Haj this year, may you all come back safe and sound with the promise of an approved Haj by the Almighty.

God bless you all, inshallah.

Starbucks open invitation

Starbucks is going to have a coffee seminar soon at their MQ branch sometime this week.

It is an open invitation for all - if you are interested, please leave me a message here or through my email on the blog and I will get back to you on the details once I get them.

It would be lovely to have people there and obviously free coffee and perhaps some snacks would be served so do join us.

Hope to hear from you all..

Power and Exploit

No one believed back in the 80's and 90's of the last century the 'myth' of global warming. George W. Bush and a number of other international country leaders all over the world were lead to think that it was none of their business and that their striving insudtries and economies were of a much larger importance.

In the year before the last, 2004, we had the Tsunami which upset the whole southern hemisphere of the world in cities such as Southern Thailand; Penang, Malaysia; the Southern province of India, along with a massive heatwave all along the Middle Eastern countries and North Africa, not to mention the rapid hurricanes that hit the Americas (i.e.: Hurricane Andrews; Hurricane Katrina).

A great comedian - Robin Williams (in Live on Broadway, HBO Special)- once described the situation of global warming in his own sarcastic humor by saying; "Right now, the polar ice capsules are melting and floating accross into the seas. Right now, the situation is beyond global warming - it's global melting." And it is just that.

And now, we're suffering even further here in Muscat, what with the very low winter season tempretures that have reached an all-time low in the capital's 30 year history to a point of hitting 10.7 degrees celcuis (according to the Omani weather service beurea).

Is there anything we can do now beyond this point? I fail to see what we can do but save what little we have right now and conserving as much energy that we needn't use and perhaps look forward towards more cleaner, more efficient fuel sources that we can utilise to our use and develop it for our children's future.

We've made a mistake and it's high time that we come to face the consequences of our greediness for power and exploit.

Patience is a virtue

"Put your hands over a hot stove for a minute and you'll feel as if an hour has gone by. Sit down with a pretty girl for an hour and you will feel as if only a minute has passed. That's relativety." Albert Einshtein

Somehow, I can only agree with the above statement because there have been so many times whereby I feel that times flies by without us feeling it when we are having such a good time and vice versa.

And it this that's got me thinking. I am now 28 years old. Almost. And I have yet to accomplish things in my life and such a big future awaiting me because of the opportunities that lie ahead of me.

But all this gets me cocooned also. Because I am, what you can call, careerly 'out of shape' because of so many circumstances. And I guess I have been through so many tests in my life such as my health and trying to find the right woman in my life that it's still not over yet.

It's high time that I did something about all this before I grow really old and look back on upon my youth as a wasted opportunity.

In the middle of all this, I have been nominated to the British Council as a potential candidate to represent Oman at the International Young Publisher of the Year (I.Y.P.I.) 2006. If I am successful at this, I will be sent to London by March, 2006, to further work on this project to talk about the publishing industry in the Sultanate of Oman and what obstacles and opportunities there are to look into as a local publisher.

It's something challenging, and whether or not I get selected for the role is irrelevant. I am going to be doing something. Which is better than what I am doing now apart from my book publishments, articles in theweek, and blogging through Sleepless In Muscat and Rapidly Blue.

Not to mention, I have decided to take a more serious approach into looking for a job. And as God is my guide, I know the road will be long from hereon and quite a challenging one, too, but I am almost certain that my patience will not go unawarded, inshallah..

By Tomorrow..

Tell the past
That there is nothing to forgive
Reach out
This is not the end

Reach out
Fly like a bird
Soar high
Touch the sky

The horizon is just the beginning
To everyone who thinks they are losers, you're all winning

Every opportunity you take is a step in the right path
Even though things will happen that you may never understand

Strawberry flowers
Dafodills
Life isn't a perfect full glass
You're meant to spill

Believe me when I say to you
That one day, someone will come and appreciate you for just being you

Just smile to the world
Smile along
Today was bad - so what?
By tomorrow, it's all gone

Differences That Break Us Apart Only To Bring Us Back Together Again

I was checking out the calendar two days ago and it showed that the Arabic month of Muharram is up near (well in the calendar, anyway). This reminded me of a conversation I had with a good friend of mine some time ago about a situation he had with a person from the interior questioning his beliefs since my friend is a shei3a and the person who developed the hostile situation was an abadhi.

Now, to clear things before I go on any further, I am follower of the shei3a beliefs since I am born a Lawati under my father's name and tribe. But that does not mean that I have my own set of beliefs that I choose to go by. Therefore, whatever I choose, I choose only because I am free - relegiously and by local law, may I add - to do so. I really don't believe in this mathaheb thing because since the Prophet Mohammed (PBUH) had come to spread the relegion of Islam on this Earth back in older times, there was no such thing that you are a sunni, or a shei3i or abadhi. Back then, it was always that we believe that there is only one God and that is Allah, and that Mohammed (PBUH) is the messenger of God plus that you must believe in the five pillars of Islam.

For all the differences that lie nowadays in civil warfare such as Iraq, or Lebanon or wherever there is such a fued that is ignited because one party thinks that their relegion is more right or rather the right one and that the other is of infidel nature, we should be grateful that these differences - despite the fact that they aim to differentiate between us - bring us together in the aim for the true answers that lie in our minds, relegiously speaking.

Morever, we should take every opportunity to lighten the tension between different parties of mathaheb that don't understand this concept. The most recent Mecca Relegious Summit is a great example on how many political leaders sought to come together and find a solution to what could end up the beginning of the end of a nation's only stance the greatest evil mankind could ever face: himself.

I hope one day that this letter reaches everyone in the Muslim world..

Oman Environment Day - 8th January, 2006

The 8th of January, 2006, will mark the Oman Environment Day. On this occassion is looking to invite people who are interested into looking at the Envrionment Society Oman's past and future projects at the Marina Cafe. The cafe' is located along the beach road that links between the Shatti Al Qurum area and Qurum road that leads towards the Crowne Plaza Hotel.

The function will be held between 5pm-8pm.

All members, families, friends and of course, the public, are invited.

the(new)article

As promised, theweek has delivered my new article in this week's printing of their publishment under the title 'The Experience That Makes You'.

Even though the fact still stands that they are more than two weeks late with printing it they still managed this time to keep it within its original context and with a minimum number of changes. Which, for a change, is a great relief for me.

You can download it here. The section you should be looking to download is the news section.

Babies: The miracle of life

Babies. The miracle of life. They are the smile that brings light into our sorrowful days. For them we would do anything to let them live a happy go lucky life for themselves.

They go through different stages of growth. From being a simple toddler to young children and from then on to other growth patterns.

But my question here is how do we as babies know our names? Have you come to ask yourselves that simple question, ever? I have always questioned the ability of babies to recall their names as they grow up.

Is it because they always hear that name being called out to them that they think that they are the ones who are meant? Or is there some kind of screw within the child's psychological abilities that connects at a certain age to help them identify their own name?

If any doctor, mother, mother-to-be is out there reading this, then I would appreciate some insight into this topic..

Tid Bits

There's been a few things that have occurred today that caught my attention.

First of all, H.E. Minister of National Economy Mr. Abdul Nabi Macki is to announce the largest deficit in Oman's history in 35 years; a whopping 650 million Omani Rials. And I am thinking where is all our money going? I mean, when we had the annual budget had a 500 million US Dollar deficit, everyone in the country panicked. Because crude prices were down to $9 to the barrel. And we were barely selling them. Plus, the started introducing different types of taxes and fees to the public. Everyone thought that the government was surely to start to implement some sort of salary tax above what the social services take from us back then. But what's stopping that to happen now? Our oil production has been declining in the last 4 years, yet, we are still being assured that it will arrise again to reach at least 827,000 barrels a day. Some tough times ahead for us.

Another thing that got my attention was that one the bloggers who I used to stumble by their blog has somehow - and I don't know whether the act was intentional or otherwise - deleted it totally from the blogosphere. Which is quite a shame, really. Her postings, although few, were certainly of high quality and showed her point of view over things in life in the image of random thoughts, and certainly there was the occasional posting of her day-to-day diary. Tia and her blog will surely be missed from my side. I do hope that whatever she has as her goal now in terms of accomplishment that she will surely achieve it.

I was thinking of posting something that has to do with the politics of the country, but then reconsidered because I don't have the knowledge that I need to make a sustainable arguement. Maybe some day I will. Who knows?

On a last note, theweek will be publishing my article in this week's issue (finally!). So be on the lookout for it and let me know what you think about it once you do get to read it.

A Warrior Against All Odds

...From behind the walls, he could hear the soft footsteps of someone tiptoeing across towards the doorway. Quitely, removing the bed covers off his pyjama skin, he slips off the bed where his warm body layed and lay in it's place a pillow.

The door seemed to squeak to alarm him of the intruder's entrance as he waited to pounce on his opressor at the right opporunity. A battle club raised high into the air, his heart thumping rapidly against his chest, and the silence of the air - everything awaiting that single moment..

An arrow into where the pillow layed and a quick movement by the enemy to announce the death by removing the covers. Astounded. But nevertheless they never had a chance to counter back. For without hesitation, the Prince throws a hard blow of his trusty battle club.

Searching for a sign of where his enemy had come from. Yet, nothing to prove so.

Movement from beyond the window of his hut.

A slight glimpse showed that an army amount of enemy soldiers had come to invade the city which he had come in years to call his home.

It was his time.

It was his calling.

This time there was no way to turn back time.

It was time to face the consequence of his actions.

A warrior against all odds..

A new year's resolution for all..

So it's a new day in a brand new year. But there's no feeling of any 'new-ness' in it. Because as such, we are all doing the same thing. Well, almost. And not one of you can say to me that they ended up, in one night and one day, doing something new for a new beginning. Because that is a big fat lie.

New year's eve, everyone I know had been planning to go somewhere or another and spend some ridicilous amount of over 60 Omani Rials just to have one night to remember for the whole year when;
A) You know very well after 10 whole days that Eid Al Adh-ha is coming up and you're probably be needing double that money for Eediya or the goat sacrifice to be done on that holy day of year.
B) You also know that you can have just as much fun with your friends without the need to drink or go to somewhere where alcohol is served in the privacy of your own homes, under the starlit skies with home-cooked food and an even better uncramped atmosphere.

I'm not being stingy or anything. But it's just becoming a stupid repititive trend that happens in Oman every single end of the year. And it's such a shame that we end up asking ourselves where'd all that money go..?

Whereas in the world there millions, if not, billions of people who starve of malnutrition because of the unavailability of food in their lands, and we sit around buffets stuffing ourselves with only so much that the rest is thrown away to the roaches, flies and other insects of the underworld.

If we would like to spend our new year with a good start, why not start with ourselves by changing or imerging the better self to take over and become more realistic about our decisions, and look more deeply about social matters in our daily lifestyles and behavior. I would think that this would be a rather more promising goal than blathering or squandering off well earned money on things that either our relegions prohibit or our guilty conscience wakes up to the next morning slapping us with the simple yet deep facts of life that we live by.

It's a start.

So, why not make it a good one?

Happy 2006

December's gone and we're here today
Enough with the sadness and the shame
Enough with the sorrows and cries of pain
Today's a new year, let's rejoice once again

A feeling of everlasting love should enter our hearts
The year's a-new, with so much hope to last
We'll wear a smile and dance with pride
For this is our calling, opportunity's on the other side

Favorite flower of January
Pink, white and strawberry
Birds chirp in the mid air
Children laugh play around
Life is but a merry-go-round

With love to give
With a smile to live by
With joy and laughter
Our years should only go by

With all the passion in my heart
I wish you all a happy new year and a great brand new start

One Day...

Simplicity
Is the base of romance
Vindictive aspirations
Of a soul's chance

A chance to be
Who you're supposed to be
A chance to love
Hold nothing against, and believe

Rivers, dark side
Fight against the current and hold on tight

The uphill struggle
Walk upon the path of burnt up rubble

And all the trouble and sweat would have gone off one day
You'll find out that it's all worth that single image that will always stay

All for one moment in your life
To see her, looking at you, with a smile..

Listen to your mind

It seems generations don't seem to get the message that whatever we have right now is not eternal bliss. And that would imply itself onto the manner of behavior of youthful individuals nowadays.

I remember when our family and parents told us of the quite 'cruel' conditions they were forced to live in and how they were disciplined into becoming our fathers and mothers. And now, ourselves, we owe it to them to keep by those standards. But, as change does not go un-noticed; it affects as well. But to a certain limit. And it seems that that tide has now caught up with the new upcoming generation of the world with their bizarre behavior, radical fashion styles, and outspoken intimacy towards fellow colleague towards either sexes or - at their own descrition - otherwise.

Will the world, by the time we are gone off the face of this Earth, be so corrupted that nothing will stand in the way to stop the demonic actions that clouds over the lands these days as a shadow? Is the world coming to an end by this mysterious power offered by the examples of shows such as American Idol, Star Academy, and Superstar?

What are going to do?

A strong faith is the first thing that is needed to hold on to, that's what. Because we all know that change is somehow coming our way from the west. What matters though is that we take what is the good and leave the bad. Even though the bad may seem too good to lose out on.

Don't get in touch with what your heart says. Listen to your mind.

sick

You'll have to excuse me for not blogging as much as usual these past few days and the coming ones, too because I have a nasty burning cough and one very bad cold.

I will be blogging, just not much. Until things get better with me.

Just thought I would post this in case you were all wondering where I am with my usual posts.

See you all around..

Purpose and Passion

some people think that humanity is born as a good soul and not otherwise. and that his evil counterpart only looms over because of the experience that they gain. but if that were true then that would mean that all of us are evil beings as such with disregard of the experience that has been attained.

but that's not the truth at all.

the truth is that humanity is born on a birth given right to choose and that it is that choice that points them in the direction they wish to discover or are curious about.

we are given choices, ladies and gentlemen. and it is those choices that make us who we are today. even the mistakes that we make - no matter how big or small. they mould us into the person we become in the present.

so what is it then that drives us to our experiences apart from the choices, then? it is the passion for curiosity that lies within us to answer our questions that lie upon us waiting despretely for the saisfaction of the logical advancement in life.

but what happens when you passion and your purpose in life clash? which is it that you scrub out? and would you, were you in such a situation, give up your passion for your purpose in life?

My fault

I only have myself to blame to the position that I have come to. No one else is responsible for my actions (or nonactions rather) than me.

It is my fault that I have come to a halt of having no idea what to do next. It is my fault that I am unable to think beyond being able to cope with what I must do.

But this is all going to change.

All of it.

Starting very soon..

I promise

not in theweek - again?

It seems rather sad that when a publication such as theweek gives it's word to publish your work every fortnight it doesn't stick to it's word and instead gives excuses of different genres.

This is the second time my article doesn't get published nor am I informed about whether my article would have been or not published in the weekly gazette.

Last time this happened, there was the excuse of them not running it because they were burried up to their necks with managing the Oman2Day Best Restaurants Awards 2005. And because of that my article got published 3 weeks later instead of two weeks. Now it's the same thing all over again.

And this time it's being pushed further to one whole month.

I have no idea what to do in this case.. after all, they are doing me th favor of publishing my articles in their gazette every now and then. But tolerence of bad behavior towards clients has it's limits.

MY future is in MY hands

Wallowing world of self pity
The emptiness I feel is unquitting

Desperate measures in times of peril
The tide I go against until things are settled

The difference I make
The challenge I take
The future is my key to the door

Merry Christmas everybody...

...And a happy New Year's!

Cry Wolf

This picture was taken today at Al Madina Plaza in the Madinat Sultan Qaboos area in Muscat.

The fire hose had been used for something it was not created for. Some cleaner was using it to make the floor damp so he could mop it or something.

The purpose of the picture was to display how things of great importance are misused in situations they are not needed. But God forbid should a fire happen in that area and that hose doesn't work, there will be a demand for some answers.

Disturbing & Thought Provoking

Last night or the night before, I had stumbled upon a web blog that had a subtitle in inverted commas which read "There is no god". It was a basic mockery of all relegions. And I gathered this much from reading about it in the first few lines, that this person was an Aethiest.

Believe he may want to believe. And he has the right to do so, and no one in the world has the right to tell him to join one religion or another. He alone has to make up his mind.

But besides the issue of the quite disturbing image left by that subtitle of having a person not believe in a higher being than any created lifeform in this universe which basically takes into their hands the matters which none of us would ever be able to come to comprehend - therein the subtitle, lies a certain fault.

For if one is to believe that there is no God, then, truth to be told, how on Earth would they even acknowledge the name? Or perhaps the being itself, higher power or otherwise?

It is an improbable idea to think that there is no God. For anyone who denies such a truth is clearly more blind than a blind man himself.

The facts are all around, and you don't need a nuclear scientist to tell you this. The fact that there are mountains that hold the world's weight to such a balance. The sun and the moon setting and rising at different but precise times. Gravity is a fact too. All the beings on this Earth and any lifeform on other planets in solar system light years away, if any.

Denying the existence of God is like denying yourself the freedom to breath. You are choking yourself to death by merely stating the unsayable.

History has also shown us that throughout time, God has always helped mankind and His prophets Peace Be Upon Them in correcting the wickned nature that turns humanity against itself and into a vicious cycle of devestation.

Aethiesm as such is not freedom of will. It is a jail card with you behind the bars for eternity and the keys thrown away for good.

Don't indulge yourself by even thinking of the idea.

Dad..Dad..Daddio

Some people in Oman think it is so cool to insult. That it is the 'in' thing. If you're not insulting or using insultive language in any context of conversation you have then you are definitely not cool.

I have to admit that I have had my share of this 'cool' period thing, but nothing like this. I used to swear a lot - regrettably. And I found it later on of complete and utter uselessness. You insult someone or something or some group of people - then what?

If you're crude enough to use that kind of language between your friends then you're just embaraassing yourself and your mates by showing what kind of a person you are. Someone who is clearly a psychopath.

I am sharing this all because it has come to my attention lately the wide reference and use of abusive language between younger teenagers, and adults between the age of 18-25 and from either sex.

One time you're sitting down having a nice chat and then all of a sudden you hear loud swear words from out of nowhere coming from a young boy's/girl's foul mouth. And all for what? To describe something? To say something? I am sure that kind of an idea would come out just as clear without the need to use harsh words.

The other day me and a friend of mine were sitting down enjoying the weather at, where else, but starbucks. And then came along a friend of my friend's. We sat down having a little chat from one topic to another and then all of a sudden this person starts using the worst kind of language that I had ever heard. It was totally atrocious. Something that I deeply regretted. I wanted to get up and leave. But it was my place and therefore if anyone is going to get up and leave it should have been him.

To say the least, it is the type of folk we go out with that describes the person which we are and what kind of attitude we have. That, and the environment that surrounds not only externally, but internally, like our families and how we behave and interact with each other.

There should be a short leash on anyone who uses foul language no matter what age group they could belong to. It is a matter of respect to one's self and to the others we gather around; loved ones or otherwise.

Dreams..

What are dreams? What are they consisted of? What are their purposes? And how do decypher their meanings?

This is a topic long due here but I only decided today to put it on since I only remembered today a few bad dreams I had some few days ago. And I have to tell you it scared the jeepers out of me.

So what are dreams? Are they a sign from God? Or are they premonitions? And how do we know what they mean? Something that really hurts the mind in thinking out what it is..

Is there a difference between good dreams and bad dreams besides the emotional effects we have? Is there a difference between dreams and dejavus?

I have stumbled upon more questions than answers in this specific topic..

If anyone has the answer - let me know..

OkCupid! Test

The Slow Dancer Deliberate Gentle Love Dreamer (DGLDm) Steady, reliable, and cradling her tenderly. Take a deep breath, and let it out real easy...you are The Slow Dancer. Your focus is love, not sex, and for your age, you have average experience. But you're a great, thoughtful guy, and your love life improves every year. There's also a powerful elimination process working in your favor: most Playboy types get stuck raising unwanted kids before you even begin settling down. The women left over will be hot and yours. Your ideal woman is someone intimate, intelligent, and very supportive. Your exact opposite: The Hornivore Random Brutal Sex Master While you're not exactly the life of the party, you do thrive in small groups of smart people. Your circle of friends is extra tight and it's HIGHLY likely they're just like you. You appreciate symmetry in relationships. ALWAYS AVOID: The Battleaxe CONSIDER: The Maid of Honor or The Sonnet Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating. My profile name: LonelyWonderer

The Ludacricy of Competency

We all know what opening the market up would do to local merchandise, service and product distributors. It heats up the competetion and allows a fair chance of allowing those to force effect the 'jungle law' whereby the strongest stays alive whereas the weakest get either eaten up or thrown off the path of the economic freeway.

But it seems in Oman, that this is not the case. It's just another excuse to not move one inch or not prepare against such global ventures.

Example being (even though it is a very small example) when way back ago they used to stop the outside newspapers from being delivered into the market for fear that none of the Omani newspapers would ever get bought. Up to the point that they were delayed for sale one whole day. But this decision by the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, back then, was only applied to certain publications. Now the restrictions have been lifted because Omani newspapers got the headstart they needed to withstand the competition.

Another example is the online business - per say - of online telephony companies against local telecom companies. Here in the Gulf region, Etisalat and OmanTel had both banned in and out on serveral intervals the selling of internet telephone cards for companies such as Net2Phone or go beyond to restrict access to newbie phone company Skype for fear that no one would use their rather cheap telephone services. While they could have taken full advantage of the situation by introducing their telephone cards for sale through their (Etisalat and/or OmanTel) respective outlets or even offering their services through their sales branches.

The whole idea to competition isn't just to allow the consumer to roam freely upon the options and choices of more than one choice through the contenders, but it is also to free up the market from a monopoly situation, make prices cheaper, allow more value added services to come in, and spruce up the market with the heat wave of going through what each rival is offering prices, services, or otherwise.

It is still a lesson to be learnt here in Oman.

Does technology always help?

I had been advised by certain people to push up my chances in finding my 'soul-mate' in using technology to help me out. Namely; bluetooth.

I think it's not only wrong to play around with people with such devices that are capable of 'bluetoothing' but also very childish. Things which a person such as me and in my age should not be encouraging nor trying out.

Changing my location spot would probably help. My new job lookout could also help too. But this?

I don't think so.

What do you think?

An earlier poem

I had written this poem in my laptop a few weeks ago. Don't know when exactly. Thought I'd put it here for your entertainment.

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The greatest thing you'll ever know is to love and be loved in return

She came in her own shy way
Smiling ever so beautifully
Hearts beating
Pulsating ever more fast

Hold the will to say something wrong
Stop the feelings from exploding within
Are we both destined?
Or is this all for fun?

Hour after hour
Not one feeling sour
Hearts speak
And the passion is devoured

She is the smile I miss
She is the hug I need
She is the love I seek
She is the one for me

Open the door
For sickness to come out
Fill the room
With the warmth of love and clear the doubt

Tingle in my blood
Twinkle her eyes, when not shut
Paradise is a bliss I favor to have
The closest I have come closest to it and probably the end

I wish I had the courage to say this to you
That it is you and only you
For these past months, not of few
I only think of you

Putting things into perspective

An opportunity knocks on my door; a job offering for a company in the mobile business and it's neither Nawras nor Oman Mobile.

Think I might take it once I find the advertisement for it.

Maybe it will help me put things into perspective from another point of view that shows more advantages than disadvantages of the life that I lead.

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And then we can start to walk through the valley of the greens as though they were never ever greener before. The life I lead, the false pretence, that I will lay below. Cast amongst the street, am I now. Soladirity, is a curse, not a gift, never to be handed out. Push out the boundary of reason and enjoy. The life you once dreamed of, will become reality and not just something of a coy..

What does happen when...?

This topic came alive suddenly when a group of good friends had gathered around today and talked away about almost anything and everything.

The question that triggered the topic was what would happen if you were to go against what was written for you in the timeline?

One of us said that it would make you go insane because you are doing what is not supposed to be done. Another said that it would be impossible to do that because what is written for you cannot be rebelled against in a matter of speaking. I, on the other hand, had my own theory ready, standing and waiting.

My theory was, even though you don't know what is written for you, there is always a chance for you to go against it by making your choice viable and clear. And that, in due course of time, you are changing what is written for you in the future.

Something of such small detail can cause so much difference in the near and distant future. Don't you think?

This whole arguement was based on The Prince of Perisa: The Two Thrones game. You just have to love this game. Really.

KING KONG

"An improbable extravaganza.."

Not the same..

People are always nowadays mixing between the two terms despair and desperation. They think that they two of the same kind. That both of them are otherwise known as acts of negative output (input to others who recieve).

Despair happens when someone finds themselves or let's say imagines themselves in a situation that they clearly cannot get out of. Desperation, however, results in a momentary lapse of the unconcious mind which then controls the concious being within for a brief timely period that serves to bring out the energy bottled from the negative/positive energy being pumped into the mind.

In simpler terms, you could say that Despair could result to desperation. But the latter is not always because of the first.

The solution we find for such cases is keeping our sanity intact as much as possible by staying away from such factors that influence us to that certain behavior. Even though if it was of positive input.

This is just an adittion to my published article in last week's issue of theweek..

The Rebel Within

Barely anyone has noticed - not that I was looking for your attention - that I had gone offline for a good few days to clear my head of everything. And as striking as the idea is it hasn't stopped me from coming back, because I was intially thinking about quitting blogging and article writing altogether.

But then again, I had opened up the potential within me. What side would you take if you were caught between sitting in the same time zone and the whole universe revolving around you? I chose to awaken the rebellion within me. But thus, I have also awakened the demons that were locked inside behind a steel door in the depths of my soul. The ones who haunt my everynight dreams and think of days as their ghantly playground.

But I favor on. I choose to take this path because I know it is the right one. And as one friend had put it to me once, 'You have to face your demons one day or another'.

The flower on the grave
The night this day awakes
The soul that shines
The light it sheds in such divine

The power, the will
That I hold within me
The struggle of my soul
The reason that will come to be

Shoot on
Even with despair
Behavior of a warrior?
Or a man who is just scared?

That reason will come to be..

Logically Impended

Something in me wants to change so badly. I feel one day that it will explode up from within. And I can't keep hiding it anymore. I have to take some sort of action. Something. Anything.

Something within me wants to change my routine. Get a job. Forget the romance part.

Am I realizing myself or is it an act of desperation, I ask you? Because I wouldn't know at all.

I have never been in this situation before. I have been in many levels whereby I am taken down by my low self esteem to a dark and sinister place of my soul's ever lightening eclipse-like shadow.

Some of you will read this and will say to themselves 'where have I heard this before?'. Others will whisper amongst themselves 'well show us your actions to prove what you are feeling inside'. But before I do do that; I want to understand what is it that's pushing me to feel this way.

I'm not depressed. But neither am I happy. And all the common sense in the world seems to clash in tides within my head and I can't seem to figure out what's wrong and what's right.

I know what's right because it's right. And I know what's wrong because it's wrong. But for God sakes; what should I do?

What if I take this path and end up being a totally emotionless person in the end and do end up with no one at all and a job along with all the money that a wealthy man could ever ask for? And if I do take the other path, then how I would know that I would still be trapped in some sort of way in my emotions, my 'depression'-ional state and end up being - worst case scenario - divorced, a job that doesn't pay and homeless?

Of all the logic in the world, nothing seems to make sense to me anymore.

Nothing whatsoever..

Public Announcement

To all those who had pre-ordered my books through email. I have failed to reach such a small goal and for that I apologize.

I do remember that I said to you all that I had sent them - fact is that I had them in their rightful envelopes and waiting for them to be mailed to your respectful addresses and I have had a little financial setback.

So I'm afraid that if you still would like to get a copy of the book then you would probably have to wait a little more - like maybe one more month little more..

Please forgive me..

New Paragraph With An Odd Line

I've changed my name
I've seen my fate
I've come to know
That my life to others is just a game

My heart in their hands
The advice I lend

The soul I feel inside
The willingess of my despair to shut out everyone and just die

People don't want to socialize anymore
They're there for the ultimate 'hardcore'

I don't see any reason why
Why I should keep going on like this and waste my time
It's time for a new change beginning tonight
The life I lived no longer exists - like a new paragraph with an odd line

The article and reviews..

You may or may not know this but my newest article was published this week in theweek, and it was about - believe it or not - about depression and how to get rid of it.


It's only been two days and one night and so far I have had some very good reviews on the topic that was discussed and everyone thought it was very well handled and saying that they were very 'touched' by it.

Thing is, though, this article had been written more than 3 weeks ago and only got published this week for a reason I know, and now that it has been published I don't feel the - for lack of a better word - the 'power' of the topic. And I hardly understand why everyone really liked it.

If you've read the article, and you felt this way, would you care to explain to me what it is this 'factor' that contributes to making my article a great one?

The routine change..

So after the comottion of the rain hurtling down on our area in Muscat, and having the fact present itself that it was it that woke me up from sleep today at 7:30am. Thus, I was unable to sleep afterwards.

So I did a few chores, and then sat at Starbucks to enjoy the weather.

Having had my mood changed was a great thing for me maybe because it was I read some Qur'an yesterday night before I went to sleep. Or maybe because it had rained early in the morning. All in all I was having a great day - and I still am.

Plus, coincidently, we had some Macaroni today for lunch (I know, none of you find that very interesting but I am getting to the point here) which reminded me of Allured's post of her making Pasta for her friends. Quite cool, really.

Although today was quite uneventful, it was to me rewarding after all the sad and gloomy days that I have been living. And all because I changed my routine slightly.

Maybe I should try doing that from now on..

Me and my imagination

It rained today (as if you all didn't know that).

And it was literally raining cats, dogs, and cows.

People were running for their lives for cover. A poor man died of a brain concusion because a cow fell on him while another lady suffered 1st level skin injuries caused by a cat scratching for freedom as it fell from the sky.

And the dogs. Oh my God, the dogs..

It was revolting. One second you could hear dumplings being thrown down like bombs on cars, trucks, and even baby prams and in another second you could hear from the far distant skies the answer to who let the dogs out.

It was a nightmare.

And this was all made up in my imagination.

Far out, huh?

Ok.. So there IS something to be talked about after all

Have you all read today's newspapers? My most beloved Oman Mobile has introduced an innovated game that has been developed by SQU students in an extravagent presentation at a local 5 star hotel.

What no one seems to notice that the game 'developed' by these students is almost just the same as a worlwide bestseller game called Prince of Perisa. The only difference with this is that the player takes the role of an Omani called Khalfan (typical Omani name), goes against some sort of mystical evil, and is in a race against time to rescue the Princess which resides in the top of a tall castle 'Husn'.

So not only is the game copied to the point that the similarity is obvious even to a toddler's eyes, but there is also the fact that there has been a clear copyright infringement violation.

So adding to it's values that Oman Mobile is uninnovative, it also steals ideas, and makes a total embrassment of itself when given the opportunity.

Where was the TRA with the launching of this 'new' game?

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Links:

Omani Husn Adventures

Oman Mobile

The T.R.A. (Telecommunications Regulatory Authority)

Prince of Persia

Overload

There's really nothing worth being talked about today

Nothing at all

Joke of the week

My article hadn't appeared in theweek last week's issue because the people behind the gazette were pretty much tied up with the 'enormous' amount of work on managing the Oman Best Restaurants Awards.

But I was promised that it would appear in this week's issue.

But that's not the issue, here.

The issue is that when I wrote that article it was about a topic which I am experiencing right now - depression; and how to deal with it.

Ironic, isn't it?

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Anyone know where I can get a Superman t-shirt in Oman or otherwise?

Things I absolutely love (NOT!)

There a few things which I loathe in Oman. So many things. And many of them are just related to some internal issues that you have no hand in or possible have no idea about or perhaps even because the community's concious is over active.

Things like when you know someone, like a friend and they pass you by - you know them for so long - that they ignore you like you're not there.

Things like family relatives like uncles, aunts, nephews, cousins, neices and such that do the same thing with the worst cold shoulder that you would ever not want to encounter. And why? 'I didn't see you' - I'm sorry, do you need a telescope? 'I wasn't paying attention' - The dead could have heard me calling out.

You know what? If you don't want to bother yourself with saying hi to me then just say so. But don't make a stupid excuse about you not paying attention. I have the mind of an elephant. And I will see to it that you suffer the same cold shoulder you so graciously passed onto me that very same day.

I'm probably a blogger's most worst nightmare if you were to run into me. Because I speak truthfully and honestly. Sometimes out of irrational rage. Other times because I just speak the honest truth. Either way, it seems that people out there and bloggers alike do not like to hear what I have to say. Personally speaking, I think it's their loss. I only believe that you should treat people the way you would like to be treated back.

Take care, all..

I'd really like to know..

I know a minor percentage of you post comments on my blog. While the majority enjoys reading it and passing by to another blog/website of their choice because they have nothing more to add to what has already been said.

Being that said.

I have a proposition for you guys/gals..

I'd like to know - and in all honesty - what you all think of my blog. Things that could be improved and things that should stay. Even the ideas behind the blog. Or perhaps the nature of the attitude of who writes behind the posts.

Anything you can think of related to this blog and all that is related to it.

Just tell me what you think.

Go ahead - blow me away..

It Doesn't Matter Anymore

It doesn't really matter anymore
It doesn't really matter to me anymore

The night glooms in
The sad talks float, not swim
And I'm lonely and on my own

What facts don't win
Memories canot be killed
I'm still on my own

Is fate just a reality?
Am I not to accomplish what I need?
So what is there to life?
If there's no 'u' beside 'i'?
And it doesn't matter anymore

This is the journey that I must make
These are my emotions that cannot be faked
The personal diary of my subconcious brain
The life I live to always give but never take
And it still doesn't matter
It still doesn't matter
No; it still doesn't matter anymore

And when you walk through that door
A part of you goes along
Don't tempt fate to take it all

Because by the time I wrote this
It's you who I still seem to miss
And I keep lying to myself when I say this;

That it doesn't matter anymore..

Fill Me In

Does having your life's material pleasures constitute as happiness?

How materialistic can things be is a standard we will live by no matter how much we try to sit by and think that we are not.

And by materialistic I do not mean the things we wear. But rather the many pleasures that life can offer in our future to come; money; lust (NOT love); and other 'wants' we can live without.

It is true that without these things we can live a pretty dull life.

But think of it this way; 'we eat to live but we do not live to eat'.

Thus the question is again, in your perspective; does having your life's material pleasures constitute as happiness?

Auto Immune Haemoletic Anemia

That's what I have.

In case you have been wondering like the rest of the world who has been asking me what sickness it is that prevents me from being a totally normal human being. And it's not A.I.D.S., for God's sake.

Please differentiate between the two.

What I have is basically that my Auto Immune system is overactive. And is working overtime on all fields. Which means that something in my body has triggered it to start this mechanism at which state it is killing friend and foe cells within. No matter what it is.

This leads it to also destroy my own red cells thus causing my Anemia.

I have had this case now for more than 8 years and I have learned to live with it and it's consequences. And up until now, everything is just going, well, let's just say that all is well.

But when I do end up sick, I throw up continously, lose weight rapidly, get high tempreture fevers (sometimes up to 40.5 celcius), lose of appetite, jaundice and lastly, fatigue.

None of those symptoms have visited me in the last 4 months, thank God. And I hope that this would be a permanent state - the one I live in, now.

There's no need or cause for alarm; what I have is not contagious nor can it contracted in any way whatsoever. Not even genetically.

If you'd like more information on this case, just ask me.

But don't come up to me and say that I have A.I.D.S. Because I don't.

Heaven and Earth

Do I despair?
Do I cry?
Do I trade in my soul for a happy life?
Do I create problems?
Do I create fear?
Just to become someone this world doesn't need?
Do I throw myself off a cliff or a tower?
Do I cry in in pain or have my thoughts devoured?
Do I throw myself at life's merciless' hands?
Do I ask the wind for one more chance?
Do I hold my heart and rip it out?
Do I take a knife and stab myself?
Do shout out from the top of my lungs?
Just to feel Heaven on this Earth?

Dripping of Uncertainty

I hate the way I live my life.

I am living by bounds that I have created for myself by myself. I guess I found myself being scared too much of reality that by the time I got here I banged into a big wall with a small sign saying 'if you can read this, you're too close'.

I feel so uncertain about many things in my life right now that I wanna have someone actually tell me that it's ok just to go one step up. Ridicilous to you, maybe. But, to me, it makes all the difference.

I once told my father after my ex had dumped me a long time back that I am not just too afraid that I won't find someone to hold my hand when I am walking down the long dark and lonely alley of my life. You know what he said to me? You'll find someone.

Somehow, I find that now very hard to believe..

A Mindless Fixation

So I have been depressed for a while now for obvious reasons.

And I have been feeling that my life means nothing without a purpose in it.

And I have had plenty of advice speaking to me about whether I should start looking for a job so I can earn my life's reputation a whole new meaning. And with that it will defintily work towards whether I will end up having a partner in life (and by partner I do mean female) and all that la di da about living happily ever after (without the cheesy music).

And by all measures, I don't think it's a matter of whereby you can just change overnight from being in one mood or not or one personality to another. It's just not that easy. But as a friend of mine has told me it's not impossible either; it's all in the mind.

So if you think whether you should need to live a more positive life, then you will have to focus your mental ability within your subconcious mind to be trained by your concious sector of the brain to give in to the fact that a depressed personality will get you nowhere and fast. And it could lead to dier consequences, too.

So I have taken that upon me to implement such a strategy. But it will be a difficult road I will walk.

I just hope by the end of it, there will be someone there to continue with me my lifetime's journey.

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A smile from you is all I need
A smile from inside that goes so deep
A smile is a smile is your heart coloring the world in pink
A smile is your smile is just as angelic as thee

I Await..

Damn the frustration, the delusion in my mind
Born to solve an equation, impossible to defy

First held
First rope
First heard
First hope

The child, in my arms
Kept away, from harm

The smile it shows
Defiance in it's soul
The cry, the tear
The mother's happines, a father's fear

Damn the frustration in my mind
Why is it that it takes so much time?
Time to see how you give and take
Time to feel so that you may feel blessed

The feeling, fades
Your smile, I await..

ESO Bird Flu lecture - 10th December, 2005

There will be a lecture that will discuss the topic of Bird Flu at The American International School on December, 10th, 2005 at 7:30pm.

Hope to see you there..

How authentic is your blog?

Have you ever come to ask yourself the question of whether your blog is really of authentic origin? In a sense, is it's material all thought up or just conjured, mumbled and fumbled up?

It's an important question because it has dire implications on the person who posts on the blog. Psychologically speaking, of course.

If all the matter that is on your blog is of 'copied' origin then you are probably an outcast and come to the point that nothing you ever blog about is right (i.e.: doesn't seem right). And therefore you either continue in that path or face the ever falling wall of wisdom that will show you the need to go back revise and stop kidding yourself.

Its a matter of conscience, honesty with one's self.

So the question is here; can you be true to yourself?

Words of The Whispering Wind

Only the soul will guide my feet
Only the thinkers will think, cry and weep
Only the lonely flower of May
Will bloom and smile my way
Only the timid infants smile
To a grown old man, and show him life

I ponder, I wonder, I sleep
I think of the wonders that this world has in store for me
I sit all alone in the cold winter's day
Upon a table, by myself, wishing that something exciting would come my way
I look up, I see your smile
I look at you, and see an Angel in disguise
You come to me, in my perilled times
What would I do if I hadn't had you in my life?

I stop. I look around. I stare.
I blink my eyes a million times, and then I glare
I remember how this was all a dream
And how I am losing my sanity to thee
I stop upon every whispering wind and try to listen
The softening words that are ever forgiving
You are the world to me
You are the air I breath
You are everything to me

Changes..

I have amended some changes to my blog having rethought my strategy in managing it altogether and have decided upon;

1) Disabling the word verification option because it seemed to much of a burden upon bloggers.

2) Allowing all individuals (including anonymous) who have comments to post their views on my blog.

I hope you will all find this to your satisfactory..

the story goes..

So I have another to admit.

This makes me laugh and wonder if man was made to be a confiding machine. I wonder if he will ever live up to expectations?

Besides that slight deviation from the topic at hand, here's what I am thinking about and going to probably to do within the next few weeks..

Seeing that I am at a point whereby I feel my lowest out of all my sickness seasons put together and feeling that I am doing nothing useful in this life of mine. I have decided to actually go out and try to get a life. Actually, rephrase that into make a life out of what I have.

Since my health has been semi-stable in the last few months that I have come out of hospital - thank God - and seeing that time is just passing me by with me doing nothing than my old routine of having to wake up late and do what I always do and repeating the same actions over and over again.

I feel like I have to prove to myself that I am worthy of my ultimate goal in life, which currently is to find me the right woman and finally get settled. That will never happen unless I have a stable job of mine. And since my health is doing good these days, now would be the right time to get up and say to the world that I am not afraid of what you throw in my face and that I would rather stand up in your gusty winds than sit and dwell over what I should be doing and not.

Because I know that would never get me anywhere.

Wish me luck, folks..

December Blues

I've got the December blues
I've known that ever since I finished high school

I got me a car to rattle my brain
I barely go beyond eighty eight

I think to myself oh whyyyyyy
Why is it that I feel like this inside?

Then the answer hits me in my face
I try to wipe it all away

Because I know hit a wrong tune
Since I got the December blues

What will we do without each other?

The role between men and women in Middle Eastern societies has forever been known for its view upon individuals who work upon similar mechanics and to the same goal.

Before a man and a woman can embark on their lifelong journey, there has to be some sort of mutual understanding that binds them together as a baseline in case anything does go wrong. In other words, if things do go wrong, then that would mean that everything would have to come back to square one.

But upon there lies another factor which plays a major role. Whose responsibility is it to make the relationship actually work? Is it the man's? Is it the woman's? Which one?

It is safe to say that although society looks to a woman and expects her to be the sole person repsonsible to bring up the children of tomorrow and to teach them about what they need to know about the life that lies ahead of them, that it is both that of a woman's and a man's responibility to make the relationship work.

It's not enough to stress about what men think about women and vice versa because it would lead to an endless arguement. And as such, both sexes aspire to their ambitions in life, whatever they may be. Some more than others, too.

But there individuals who agree to themselves that the need for a social life is not a worthy cause that stands in contest against that of a life of another individual that works for a noble cause like doctors, soldiers, and other related important and sensitive positions that are of need in the community to serve and protect the society within.

While some may hail this movement as a positive sign of maturity and deeper understanding of the life that we all need to live, others will take it negatively in a way that will undermine its purpose to the point whereby they don't realize the significance until may be later in life through a personal experience, for example.

So if that is the case with the growing population of the country that we live in, then it is no wonder that everyone (almost) is not thinking of getting involved unless these factors slightly fade away.

Which is a chance of a snowball surviving the torment inside mouth of Hell.


So what's the solution, then?

Defiance

A few days back there was a nasty earthquake that had occured in some part of Iran and the power that it thrust upon that region was so strong to the point that some citizens in Sharjah and Dubai of the United Arab Emirates had felt the aftershocks and fled out to the streets for fear of having to lose lives and homes.

Fortunately enough though, nothing happened there and everyone was urged to go back and resume their normal way of living.

Having said that, there has been this strong rumor (or perhaps pro-fact) that in the very near future there would be an earthquake that would happen in Dubai at a powerful 6.5 on the Reichter scale and that the Sultanate of Oman would one sure country that would feel the aftershocks.

Is it true or not? Should we treat this as a fact or a total hoax?

Either way, it should only push us further to the question of why it would happen in the UAE in the first place - specifically Dubai. Being that it and the countries around are all surrounded by ravid mountain weights which should be keeping the Earth above stable.

But Dubai is a an Emirate that is known for its red sand dunes, tall skyscrapers, and vivid imagery of futuristic geometry technology used in art of innovating newly built building such as the Burj Al Arab, and the upcoming tallest tower on the face of the Earth - the Dubai Tower.

There had been a similar incident in Taiwan where there was an earthquake 200 kms away from the place where Taibaih 101 - the current tallest building in the world is standing. There was a rigid study after the earthquake had happened to the building's foundations and structure. And it was found out that in order to hold the whole tower in it's place at its current standing height, then it should hold it's foundations further down into the Earth's crust. But, in this situation, the foundations were so deep, that it hit an ancient earthquake line that had not been disturbed for more than 43,000 years and that it could have been a possible trigger to the whole incident.

Just imagine if that was the case with the Dubai Tower.

Arrogance isn't exactly the type of behavior that I would say God would like to see grow inside a man's soul. Nor would He like to see His subject (being man, in this case) defy him by attempting to make a building that would literally kiss the sky.

I just hope I am wrong in all this..

How I have a problem with the whole freakin' world..

Yes I do.

I have issues with the whole damn world it really annoys me to the point of setting my head on fire and asking for all the damn water brigades in Oman to put it out before it takes me with it.

I mean it.

So far, I have had an arguement with someone on the phone because of difference of opinions. And another who I am trying as much as I can not to let something peculiar happen otherwise I would end up regretting it for the rest of my life and in the process, I am feeling very depressed (yes, I am there again), tired (because yesterday I went to the Sawadi beach for the whole day), and thirdly ...well, I can't remember that one. When I do I'll let you know.

Depressed because I got to a point of whereby - and this is really gonna sound silly - I was rummaging through my collection of DVD movies, PS2 games and found nothing of interest. The internet is getting too boring nowadays for me and I hardly stay online. And I still fond of the idea of getting involved with someone, who I don't know yet, for a lifetime commitment.

Tired - well, I explained that part, didn't I? Yeah I did. It was really nice and fun. We went to the Sawadi beach, had a BBQ there. Stayed in an online. Almost had a very big injury with the rocky beach there. Laughed the hell out of my depressed failure in life. Basically; we had a lot of fun.

But the more these days I want to stay alone. The more I realize that I am getting lonesome and need someone to actually understand me, talk to me, and such.

I have many friends. That much I can vouch for.

I have a life that is often eyed with jealousy by many because of my 'relaxed' lifestyle.

But I don't have a life..