Ride of Life

How does this picture look like? To me it looks like GET A KICK RIDING A ROUGH RIDE! Thats life - A Rough Ride. The fun comes when you are able to sit back and know that you will survive the ride! And there is nothing like it if you can find a partner to enjoy the ride with!

Thats what fun is about for me. Face the challenges in life knowing that you will survive the crisis, face it with someone you are close to, then it is FUN!

So ENJOY MAADI!

5 min Delay!

As I said in my previous post, I spent a relaxing time in my hometown which is kind of sleepy and laid back.

I came back today morning. I climb into the local bus to my home from the bus stand early in the morning. Because it is early the bus is going to take me home in about 1/3rd of the usual time, yet I become impatient because the conductor is taking about 5 min giving out the tickets before starting. Just think of this, my bus comes about an hour and a half earlier than it is supposed to, because it is early in the day I save an additional hour avoiding the rush hour traffic and I am becoming Impatient because of the 5 min delay because the conductor is being meticulous! This coming immediately after a relaxing and slow vacation!

How can one waste time in the city , its alright to waste time in the town! ;-)

Home Town Small Town

I just came back from a trip to my hometown.

My hometown is actually a 2nd tier city. My house happens to be in the prime area - 10 min walk from most of places that I need to go.
During my recent trip, I enjoyed being able to walk to all the places that I had to go to. This pleasure was on 2 accounts- one is that the places were so close by and the other about the air being clean in enough to walk around. These are direct contrast to the city I live in. An associated point is that I have the time to walk to my destination rather than drive.

As I walked around the places which were previously my regular routes - school, friend's house, father's office, market, etc, a lot of thoughts came to me. The places had changed a lot, so had I. Yet there was something which had not changed at all. The town had a unique spirit which I understood instinctively and intuitively. Does this mean I belong to this town? I don't feel I belong there. My attitudes are different, I always knew that I was not going to live in that town forever. Yet I understand the place in a unique way. I feel that the Town has also accepted me in a unique way. I guess there is a part very deep inside me which connects me to my hometown which is a small town.
It is also the place where I started learning about life!