Thursday, June 28, 2012

[0250] Seriously Easy-Going


There is something about the sea that is so majestic yet so playful. Every time I'm in a city that sits right on the shorelines of a sea, there is a change in my demeanor; a relaxing calmness almost always takes over me. I don't even have to be residing right on the shores, I could be a couple of miles away from the water but the attitude that overcomes me is one of ultimate sublimity. It reminds me of that Malibu commercial, which takes place in a Jamaican traffic jam. Unlike every other traffic jam in the world where passengers are honking and crying out loud, this one consists of all the passengers exiting their cars and heading over to the Malibu truck, which has become a makeshift bar. That's how I feel whenever I'm in an ocean city; it doesn't matter that there are traffic jams, humidity, broken roads, or anything else that had it not been for the proximity of the sea, I would find supremely annoying. The best cities that are on the water are in the third world, and everything worrisome or bothersome that comes with a third world city is forgotten once the open waters are seen and felt. The bride of the Red Sea is the best example of this phenomenon; Jeddah is one of the many cities that sits right on the water and despite her many shortcomings, she shines like a vessel of joyful, unadulterated pleasures. 

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

[0249]

"You will hear thunder and remember me, and think: she wanted storms"
-- Anna Akhmatova

Friday, June 22, 2012

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

[0247]

There is a mosquito net that sometimes surrounds people. One day they are going to have to get rid of it and face everything without the protection of it. Feigning ignorance is not the way to solve a problem; but that's what a mosquito net does. It makes you feel as though there are no intrusions to your personal comfort, there is no such thing as feeling pestered underneath it. When you draw a bad hand in life, it continues to protect you and falsely reassures you that nothing is wrong. But the true fact is that on the other side of the mosquito net there is a raging storm. A storm that you are only aware of in the deep recesses of your mind. Only when the net is ripped off can you truly propel yourself ahead. Only then can you become a true inhabitant of this Earth. There is no more room for turning a blind eye. Help yourself, help others, carry your own weight. There is only so much you can depend on others for; there will absolutely come a time when someone will claw away your net of disillusionment. Better it be you than them, for your own sake.