I wish

I WISH...
For a device that puts all my thoughts into words..
I was the tree outside my house, firm and strong against all adversities
I was the river photographed by my friend in the picture above, beautifully calm, safe in the cocoons’ of green to transport people in these valloms to their destination...giving but never expecting anything in return...
I had a job that gives me two weeks off for every month I work...
I never had to think of money (I am forced to now)
My kids were well behaved...and not the naughty cranky character they sometimes change into (read most times)
I could relive my REC days... I want to learn and read a lot more than I did then...I want to hang on to the friends of those times...
I could read one book everyday
I could go to one beautiful location every month
I could drive into the horizon in my Honda, with music playing...
And come back in time for N's school bus
I could sleep with them (my girls) on each of my arms
I could come up with brilliant ideas at work...ideas that translate into pots of money that can be distributed equally among all my colleagues...
I could blog about interesting topics on a daily basis
I had Swaram's positivity, Nancy's popularity, Vimmu's clever tongue, Smitha's range, Umm’s talent to decipher strong issues...
On the other hand, NO, I want to be me...with my few blogs...and I would rather read their's than wish mine to be similar to theirs
I want to keep wishing...but am sure I will lose the few readers I have...
So I stop writing but keep wishing...

P.S: The picture is courtsey a journalist friend, Bonnie James, who clicks for passion.

A dream city shattered

Every day my inbox gets flooded with press releases.(Mostly with unimportant releases, though) A year back, half of this were from Dubai.Now when things have slowed down, the steady flow has abated but there still is a trickle of such releases announcing to the world what Dubai is currently doing.
No, no more new buildings for some time...
The FM radio channels that we get here is all from Dubai and the world that side seemed to be shining, always, even when recession waves were hitting some countries and Dubai too to an extent.
It was the face of hard sell, of excessive marketing and now it has all gone bust...
Finally people are looking beyond the buildings and finding the face of the labourers who have suffered most in this crisis. Many of them have still not been payed their dues for more than a year, news reports say.
It was the most happening city, a city where dreams would be a reality, and a reporter had said, the city was more Las Vegas than Las Vegas.
Dubai, one of my cousins who lives there quipped, is the best city in India. It was a city in limelight and the torch-bearers were Indians too, Indians who have toiled hard to reach where they are.
But now dreams are being shattered, more now, than ever...
But I wish to God that the poor do not get poorer still while the rich are absolved of their sins of non payment of dues...