DMC Issue 3

19-04-2001

It’s Tuesday and what is back on track is DMC. What seems to be on a fast track, is time. Well, time has always been on the fast track, but these days it looks as though its engine is fuelled with gallons of 3G power of the Vodafone zoozoos. By the time I end up sharing DMC with friends and colleagues, the next Tuesday is already here.

It has been an interesting journey all through the past days in the metro. One of these days I had come across this ‘healthy’ Arab gentleman seated opposite me on my ride to office. The eye captivating aspect of this old man was that his left eye was sealed by 2 rows of stitches. Now it was up-to my imagination to think what would have embroidered the old chap’s eye. One of my wild imaginations was that he could have been an unfortunate victim of the recent clashes and tensions in some parts of the Arab world or he could have been a victim of domestic violence. But there I paused to think that which wife would beat up her husband so bad that would give him a natural look to casted in the next franchise of The Pirates of the Caribbean. Journeying with him was as though I was riding in fantasy ride with characters from Shrek or Rapunzel. But just as a coconut is rough and hard from the exterior and soft from the interior, so did he pleasantly surprise me and the rest around him by giving courteous smiles to the kids seated around and also made place for a lady to sit by giving his seat. ML my friends!!! You know…when we are at logger heads with some of the things or people who scare us the most, it is very ironic to see us ending up getting very fond of them even before the scare gets to our hearts forever. A bear in the wild is called a beast and the same bear as a stuff toy or a soft toy as it can be called, so simply becomes the most desired, huggable and lovable object. This one eyed guy gave me the same feeling. At first sight he was this hooligan looking giant of a man and before I know he transformed into one who got a heartfelt awww from the old lady who happily accepted his offer of a seat.

Rides back home have been interesting too this past week. In the company of one of my colleague, the tiresome and impatient self of mine at the end of a busy day was comforted by experiences shared about our respective lives outside work. At time one of us gets a seat and the other is practicing Tarzan! And since I am a gentleman…yes ofcourse I am okay, I offer her to sit if we get an available seat. Our last ride together was quite interesting. We both got seats opposite eachother and there was this tall guy standing in between us, obstructing our view when while we were chatting with eachother. The guy did not either have the courtesy to move aside nor did he have the common sense to move aside. What he did have alot was space beside him where he could have stood, not being an obstruction to us. But I am sure his favourite dish is Kabab mein haddi and he likes it served anywhere, anytime. The tallest building in Dubai-the Burj Khalifa is a spectacular view; it doesn’t obstruct anyone’s view. But anyone who looks at it from a far distance, it looks like a spectacular Kabab mein dinosaur ki haddi. I am sure this is the worst comparison of the Burj Khalifa one must have ever heard of! Well…for everything there is a first time.

Meet you next Tuesday guys!