It is a strange feeling while I am typing this blog flying 35000 feet above the sea level in an Indian Airlines flight. It is a welcome relief travel, much relieved than my previous travels of the annual vacations, and feeling great to be back at home with my family. While approving this ticket my Account manager asked me whether I wanted to postpone this ticket to some other flight at the later part of the same day, but I was thinking like "Even if I have to travel in standing, I want to travel by this time itself" and thankfully he approved it to my convenience. Leaving Dubai was a bittersweet feeling because I am hurt that I couldn't spend much time with my cousin and friends. However best part of the whatever little interactions we had was - that against my fears / apprehensions, the spouses of my cousin and friend bonded seamlessly with me... got two more sisters for myself as extended family. Travelling in Indian Airlines was not that bad as people made it out, but one thing I wished was - The airhostess' should have played their age gracefully, else it was scary to look at their heavily done faces in their early 40s. To kill the time, I am going through the random chat transcripts of mine with Vijay, which are so intimate & lively also lovely, putting many smiles in my face and I acknowledge that this relationship had cushioned me a lot against the on-site pressure. God is always nice to me that he introduces new people in my life at various stages of my life and everybody had helped me in many ways. Thank you Kadavule..... End of Dubai Diary posts!!!! {oshits} reads.
Whenever I say to my family that I have got a new friend in my life, nobody takes them seriously and all I get is a smirk... a mocking smirk. Ask Anis.. he'll give a big laugh. That eventually means "So is this the new flavour of the season ..?". Admitted that I haven't got any friend who was with me since my "chaddi" days... but I always acknowledge the people who walked into and away from my life, how much they had left an indelible mark, contributing some permanent changes in my personality. Most of the school & college friends have moved to different parts of the world, and it is natural for me to know, understand and get closer to people who are in physical proximity. But the friendships / relationships that survive the distance still continues even though the numbers are very meagre, still I don't complain. Because as far as friends concerned, the lesser is the merrier for me - I can give enough & complete attention to them. C'mon, somebody please take me & my friends seriously... Ha! Ha! Ha! There are other factors also.
This post is about two blogsites I came across recently and I am amazed about them. One is called "
Love - one word that mesmerises every living being... Even though many people claim that they are ruthless & those who actually are, once started experiencing the bliss of being loved, not necessarily the "marriageable" love but affection in any forms, get tamed to the extent of a following lamb. So everybody loves to be loved than loving.. a statement I am sure that won't be challenged. But... the hitch is that we all want to be loved by the people we actually love and any unsolictated love is unrequited or even acknowledged. When we don't get our love reciprocated by the people whom we love, it pains a lot whereas we don't even bother to reciprocate the love and affection showered on us by the people whom we actually are indifferent to. Sometimes we are bestowed with the wisdom or realising the pain of unrequited love only when our love is not acknowledged or returned. But most of the time we can't be objective in realising that our non acknowledgement is causing pain to somebody else.
When was the last time I cried my heart out (even though not so dramatic but with a heavy heart and tears brimming in my eyes) that I couldn't reach out to somebody... just like I had a bad day today.. If my memory serves right it was on a fateful third week of June '97, due to heartburn caused by LM in Salem. When I look myself from a neutral perspective, I am surprised to see myself reducing to a similiar caricature today even after a decade.. Where I am going wrong? Despite being very much balanced in the outlook and an ability to look things objectively, I find it funny to see myself crying at these kind of incidents. I certainly don't want to blame the person who made me cry because they are nice & what they are. But I want to blame my tendency to go overboard on the emotions and the levels of obsession I tend to get into when I start liking something / somebody? May be the current state of loneliness has a role to play, but like I used to say, this is the sentiment scene of my life drama... That's why I am recording it in my blog... ha! ha! ha! - {oshits} readers for this funny blog.
இந்த பதிவை நான் ஆங்கிலத்திலேயே எழுதியிருக்கலாம், ஏனென்றால் இது உலகத்தில் உள்ள எல்லா வேலை பார்க்கும் மனிதர்களுக்கும் பொருந்தக்கூடியது, எனினும் என் மனதில் உள்ளதை effective-ஆக சொல்ல என் தாய்மொழியில் எழுதினால் மட்டுமே முடியும் என்பதால் தமிழில் எழுதுகிறேன். கொஞ்ச நாட்களாகவே எனக்கு தனிமை மிகவும் அதிகமாக உறைக்கத் தொடங்கிவிட்டது. வேலையில் உள்ள அழுத்தம், வெள்ளிக்கிழமை விடுமுறையில் கூட வேலை செய்யும் நிர்ப்பந்தம், இரவு அறைக்கு வந்தால் படுக்க மட்டுமே தோன்றுகிறது. இந்தியாவில் இருந்தபோது ஒரு colourful வாழ்க்கை வாழ்ந்துக்கொண்டு இருந்தேன். வார இறுதிகளில் தொலைதூர பயணங்கள், புதிய இடங்கள், புதிய மனிதர்கள், புதுப்புது கலைப்பொருள் முயற்சிகள் என வாழ்க்கை மிக அழகாக இருந்தது. ஆனால் onsite-க்கு வந்தப்புறம் வாழ்க்கை மொத்தமாக மாறிவிட்டது. வேலையினால் வரும் அழுத்தம் மட்டும் என்றால் கூட என்னால சமாளித்துவிட முடிகிறது. ஆனால் சில அனாவசியமான காரணமற்ற நிர்ப்பந்தங்களை, அதிலும் மேலதிகாரிகளால் வரும் காரணம் விளக்கப்படாத கட்டுப்பாடுகளால் சோர்ந்து போகும் மனதை, அந்த அழுத்தத்தின் வீரியத்தை தனிமை மேலும் பல மடங்காக பெருக்கிவிடுகிறது.
Till now it had been all car travels in Dubai either to office and on weekends because my friend was there who took me in car wherever we wanted to go. But after moving to Bur Dubai and with my friend going to India on vacation, I am exploring the public transport options. The situation is not so different from our Indian State transport services, except that here RTA (Road Transport Authority) has a good customer service (only) through a call center, who gives details about the routes and bus numbers when called. Along with this difference are other aspects like - a flat Dhs. 2/- for anywhere in Dubai, the standard of bus - Air conditioned, closed and infact thats the disadvantage because of the perspiration inside a closed space. Other than that there is no difference - same unpredictable timings of the bus arrival like in Chennai and even a checker doing the ticket checking in the mid way. However these bus travels take me back to the simple days of mine in Coimbatore and I am really enjoying waiting, 50 minute travel in the bus, so I am not complaining. I should have tried this much before itself and this is the only regret.