Tales of the Wanderlust

When I can’t talk to you after a testing day, When I can’t see you roaming around, And feel secure in that natural bond, which tied us together, When I can’t listen to your voice - a soothing reassurance, like a breeze that foretells the arrival of monsoon on a sultry summer evening, I try to hold on to the myriad images in my memories I try to experience them in my mind I try to look into the photos in which we have frozen moments that defined my life. Alas, that only makes me cry As I crave more to hug you tight, to lean on your shoulder to beat, to pinch, to bite you to laugh my heart out with you. Those long walks are gone, The silent evenings are a distant past! The unseen, untold, unforgettable hands of darkness hold me down as I try to jump out of this quick sand. All I see is the huge distance As I try to grab as much as I can from your presence To fill up the vacuum of your absence, I slip down in the abyss as huge tongues fla...

“This cannot be your birthday treat! The meal cost us only 94 Dirhams!” We exclaimed dismayed by the fact that our friend’s birthday treat did not cost him more, even after having a sumptuous three course meal in the famed Jumierah Beach Walk. Just then a bus full of laborers went past us. No one noticed. Well, why would anyone pay attention to a bus that transports people from their camps to place of work (which is a construction site of a big hotel) when you have a parade of BMW, Audi and Ferraris going by? The bus came to a halt just near our table (we were dining outside) and I got a glimpse of people inside. Nothing spectacular, no romanticizing of poverty here, it was a bus full of hardworking, underpaid men. But what disrupted the magnetic field of affluence that prevailed was not their presence but the millions of questions their eyes threw astray while they gawked at the well attired men, those dainty ladies and those spectacular structures which their brethren built and w...

Walk slowly but steadily, there is this light to guide you. Transcend, from illusion to truth from darkness to light realise you are already immortal! Transition is constant, we are changing ever. Determine the direction by looking at this soothing light it will lead you, me, us from lower to higher levels of consciousness from turbulence to benevolence from disturbance to peace from experimental to supra mental! The light glows everywhere within the best and worst of men.