The Sandman chronicles

I dont know when i came across this Poem. I think it was in one of those old Reader's Digests. This Poem has remained in my conscious and sub conscious mind for all the time. When ever i felt lost or felt let down or felt burnt out, i would recall the lines of the Poem and Life began fresh again for me. Before the poem, let me say a few words about Samuel Ullman - Samuel Ullman was a former confedate soldier, businessman, a very religious man and a poet too. At the age of 78 he wrote his most popular and motivating poem "Youth" - An optimistic Celebration of Youth. He wrote: "Nobody grows old by merely living a number of years; people grow old by deserting their ideals." With a wave of optimism, the poem became a favorite of General Douglas MacArthur who framed and hung Ullman's words in his offices in Manila and Tokyo. "Whether seventy or sixteen, there is in every being’s heart a love of wonder" Ullman said. Youth was published in the Japanese v...

A Few Nights back, on a Thursday, I caught a taxi back from the club where I had been to. The driver was quite talkative on the drive to my apartment. While driving he was like.."Aahh. so you've been to the Dance Bar!! So how are the girls? beautiful?Yeah?" I told him that I had been to the pub as usual on Thursday nights for a few beers and to listen to the live band. Soon his talk veered about the dance girls and suddenly told me - "They are nothing on the girl I married!!" 'So you are a lucky guy to have married a beautiful woman" "Yes, Sir. I am Lucky!! I married one of the most beautiful girls in my illakah. I married her on a 'Zid" and have divorced her too!!" I was surprised to hear that from him and asked him whether I heard him wrong! "No, sir. I married her and then divorced her too!!" "Then what was the use of your marriage?" "I married her on Zid." The word 'Zid' in...

There was this discussion we had at the Forum on Unexplained-Mysteries.com and i had posted some ideas of mine there... http://www.unexplained-mysteries.com/forum/index.php?showtopic=103858&st=0 1. A mystery about Lake Titicaca, the nazca Lines and the mayan doomsday calendar all interlinked. lake titicaca as suspected was a the most important sea port...of the ancient world before a polar shift. as theorised by others... nazca lines were highway signs for spacecraft to land..and directions to various locations. a high tech archaeological team..dives into titicaca ...finds an sealed entrance going deep...they open the entrance way and swim through and reach a cavern full of strange artifacts ...one of the team accidentally activates one of the artifacts ...but doesn't know..interstellar beacon...u can put in anything from annunaki to the borgs ...an alien race...the reptilian creatures who had genetically produced the homo sapiens ...catch on to it. meanwhile another ...

When I was Young, I had a Dream! When I was Young, I had Ideals! When I was Young, I was Pure! Now, What Have I become? I still remember those days, when i used to think of being an ideal human being, someone all could look up to, someone who would help others when in need, someone who would be loved by all. I saw corruption all around me! I reaffirmed my self with positive thinking that I Will Not Be Tainted By it. I saw the degradation in Relationships. I consoled my self saying, i will be a true human, a true son, brother, husband, father and friend. I saw love getting commercialised! I was sure my love will be Honest and True! But what was around me, snared me in the web, without even me realising it. I became Corrupt myself! I Paid bribes - to get a confirmed ticket, to get ahead in the que, to secure myself, I took insider information, I played dirty in bsuness deals..the list is long! Love Died on Me! I forgot when i first felt "Love". I became a ...

There has been a gap in my posting! Not that i am a frequent blogger like the others, but even on my own standards, it was quite a big gap of time. I was Busy!! Plain Truth! I got a New Job, Moved to a New Place, and add to it the month of Ramadan. I joined Toshiba Corporation - Power Systems Division as Electrical Engineer on August 13th, 2007. On the very same day, i shifted with the whole lot of baggage to Ras Al Khaimah, a quaint Backwater City in the Northern portion of UAE. (Ras Al Khaimah is the Northern Most Emirate of United Arab Emirates). I am now the Electrical Enginer/In-Charge for a 400/132 kv Grid Substation Project for Transco in R.A.K. Now, I've got 'busy' in site. basically its all Civil Engineering Works that are on going, but it requires initial works from Electrical Dept. and Constant co-ordination. Post has been edited since, i was actually bitching about someone whom i dont like at all. Well, folks who work with me knows whos this person...so i leave ...

Live & Let Live! The song goes... I am my Own Man, I do My Own Thing....... Yeah! of course...every human being is an individual, with seperate identities, mannerisms, charachter, likes and dislikes! When these individual human beings contribute together, the society is formed. in a society, there is give and take, acceptance of another's being, undestanding of each others characters and so on. for me, I was brought up in a household, where i was taught it was impolite even to point you finger, let alone comment on another individual. my mother and the sunday school taught me... If you point ONE FINGER at another person, Remember, 4 FINGERS are pointing back at you! But all those old school morals are gone now. The youth of today (i have met many in the very circle i mingle) doesnt care if they hurt another individuals feelings by commenting on him or her! We all have our own space! if somebody penetrates that space , be it physically or verbally, the most automatic response is...

what title do i give it? Why I Write? Why Do I Write? I don’t Know! Why Do I Write? May be To Express My Self. I write the same way as I Speak. I Speak the same way as I think. So it's all direct from the heart and quite often spontaneous. I am not a master at stringing words like some of my friends who have a knack to line up words to express their feelings with the correct rhyming and all that poetry mumbo jumbo! I do wish that I could join some creative workshop and learn how to use words more appropriately, but then, I am too shy to show them my earlier written works – I am a closet writer and lyricist! So, what I felt about the partiality or sort of apartheid in the work place or society in the Middle East, especially in Dubai and Abu Dhabi where I work, I wrote down these words. I don’t have any title for these words – I can't call it a poem because a poem must have all the poem mumbo jumbo like rhyming etc. So To all those who ever read these words, if you could come up ...