eye sight is limited

first writing was to let off..today i write so that i may keep. i am back frm vacation.a trip to dubai.and frm there to muscat. it was really refreshing. these are the times i feel poor..inadequate to expres what i feel.i enjoy dubai..like any other place i visit. then i enjoy everything. dubai is a place of growth ..a show case of human excellence..a current enigma which we can witness. truthfully i felt at home there.apart frm the striking buildings and the sights of crane and the construction of metros..i was at ease. the knowlegde that most of my frnds are now settled there increased my happiness. met few of my frnds after a loong gap. felt happy that they too still have the same warmth and love.distance and time lost its value when we shared our old times.
some smiles i collected way back has now become hugs with a promise to be shoulders to lean on. i am happy.

then i saw tare zammen per..i waited this long any way the movie was good. and i cried ..not for all those kids or parents..i cried for myself..

then i went to muscat. after reading tys on ice i wanted to visit musandam..remembering his funny stories and the way he counted seven when there was eight i made sure visa process went ok..:-)

really i was awed by muscat. mountains everywhere. i have never seen such a scene..not even in photos.it was always secenes of greenary or beauty of other kinds..but to be surrounded by mountains was something new to me.. we travelled far ..it was erree.. i couldnt imagine getting lost there.. i understood why people go to mountain tops or caves to think..how they might have become prophets or saints..

there was such a lot to write abt my feeling when i saw those montains..huge...full of them..diffrent shapes.. then patterns..some times identical..sometimes diffrent..
i wanted to get down and walk alone..i wanted to get lost.i wanted to wander...i felt afraid...how it would be to spend a night there alone..i know many would have done that.. may be its not a big deal..but for me.. oh.. i really wish i would spend one day there..alone..i will be frightened to death.. but i am sure i will survive..
i will be awake with fear.. i will feel and sense even the slightest sound and movement..

anyways safe in the car eating and drinking i am back home..

when i saw those mountains..i felt helpless..as if nothing can be done..but all those roads..all those civilisations..any thing is possible right..human beings..i felt proud to belong..

there was no roads over the mountains ( i didnt notice) it was around the mountains.

people generaly dont live on the top of mountains..they live on its sides ..down..

no matter how much u climb up..u have to come down. if u stay up..u get cut off..coz the generality is down..still like a mountain goat the erge of climbing is always there..its exciting..but coming down u loose grip.. :-) simple things..with lots of philosophy

even if u cant see beyond..there is a world beyond it..same like yours..blocked by the same mountain ..walk thru its side u will meet.

sea too looks like a pond when trapped between mountains..

world is beautiful and human beings .....

god u are simply great ok.

u know the mountains made me feel helpless..small .the raods made me feel superior and the car made me proud then stories of 'gonu' made me think of god.