Home decor is'nt rocket science.

It was one of those extremely busy days at work. After an extremely noisy and boring buss ride you walk into the house painted pink, with red sofas and an ugly brown table, more like a house put together from left overs collected for generations. You hear the blades of the fan move slowly accompanied by something thats a whining sound made my instruments with a few "tadan nana". Its gloomy. The very life from the room has been sucked away.

Thats when you realise how important home decor is! Ones house radiates energies that calms the body down. Color coordination, order and cleanliness fuse positive energies into the space. Space and light are illusions that can be created with mirrors, curtains and a well lit house. Try not to use the same color light as you would be exposed to at work. Let the natural light in during the day. Gone are the days when the walls were off white, Add color! Last but not the least accessorize. Small things like potpourri, candles, vase, flowers, floor lamps and well arranged photo frames personalizes the house and gives out a welcoming feeling.

It amazing how these simple things not only makes a house into a welcoming home, but also fuses calm and possitive energies amongst the members of the house.

Excuses of sorts

A few years back I was at school
A trouble maker in a group of four
Using innocence as a bait
Twist through the roads meant to be straight
Bunking classes, prankster queens
Did it all as disciplined teens.

Went to college caught the flu
Smoking, drinking and some drugs too
Travelled the corners hidden below
All that nature gracefully bestows.
Oh no! It’s time
With attendance we short,
Who cares lets bunk
There are excuses of sorts.
Lets pull that prank one last time,
This time bigger, it’s a bomb not a lime.
Let’s bitch, Let’s fight
Let’s party, let’s dance
We’ll save the bang
Hey! We aren’t the only wasted gang.

The care free life is over now
It’s time to sail on a money dhow
Oh it’s time to carry my sack
It’s way to heavy on my back
Ring ring, my boss got a fax
She’s out on a meeting to fix her tax
With an evil grin, it’s time to relax
Lets bunk again
Life is short
After all, there are excuses of sorts.

Graduates of Recession

"When I grow up I want to be a doctor. If anyone tries to hurt you I will give them a nice big injection."

Sounds familiar? Yes, the little child's dream. Today I'm standing at the deciding point of life when you step out into the real world, to make dreams come true. Being here it makes me wonder are these dreams just for the young? Like the little children and their fairy god mother.

My friend tells me, "welcome to the real world". With the recession that just hit us, we have to, to some extent become slaves of money. Preference here is now changing from wanting a career to just wanting a job, any bloody job as long as you get the money.

'Career' is either for the rich who could either afford to wait around to get the job that would build their career or just a child's dream. Money does make the world go round, speak to the graduates of recession you would get a glimpse of the real world.

Reminiscence

I've been cribbing for awhile now about how i just hate Dubai. But with all the terminations and visa issues i realized that if i ever had to leave dubai for good and never come back i would be devastated!

Its so hot and humid, there is absolutely nothing to do, money is never enough and every dick knows your history. But it's where I grew up. It's where I had all my shitty times, where iv been broke beyond words and still managed to scrape out coins to have ice cream, where iv played on footpaths and rang peoples doorbell, played basketball and and fell in and out of love.

It's where i've made the best of friends and watched them grow into men/women, and today they are all leaving. Some will come back others wont, the rest are to busy with their professional life. It makes me sad to see how things change, how people grow further apart following their dreams and ambitions. I cannot complain because I would be doing the same.

But i hope that one day will come when time just rewinds and I would have all my friends back with me again. With no stress of limited finances, or aches because they are growing too old or complaints because now they live a much more sophisticated life and enjoy round two of a childhood i'm so proud off.