Readers,
I have arrived back home to good old London and thus the holiday is officially over, which sucks.
Still, its better to be thankful it happened than upset its over right?
I been back for a couple of days now but been so busy catching up with three weeks worth of neighbours episodes missed, unpacking and trying to overcome jetlag which I am still struggling with - that I havent been able to share the story of how fantastically lucky my plane ride home was!
First off - being an Indian - my suitcase was always going to be a tad on the heavy side - ok ok a lot on the heavy side! My allowance was 20 kg's - my suitcase weighed in at 23.5. Still, it was an asian lady who was checking my bags in and she must have understood the asian code of travelling (ie - gifts for everyone who is brown and you have spoken more than two words to in your entire life) - so anyway - she checks my bag in without batting an eyelid and also offered to hook me up with a window seat. So naturally I said yes - a plane ride is so long and boring that the only fun parts are take off and landing and what fun are those if you cant even look out the window to appreciate whats going on?
So with my flying experience already off to a flyer... when I got onto the aeroplane and took my seat right by the window, the plane quickly filled up. However, two of the very few seats on the plane which didnt get taken were the two seats next to me!
Thats right - as soon as the seatbelt sign came off - I could lie down and use the three pillows and blankets that were provided for me and my two non-existent buddies!
To make things even better - when lunch times came around - the good airhostesses provided me with food even though i hadnt requested them. still - dont look a gifthorse in the mouth - and if we are honest - plane food isnt exactly great or worth much!
So there you go.. back to the UK with all my luggage and given virtually a bed-like space to relax in for the duration of the flight - i bet there were ppl who travelled first class that didnt enjoy their flight as much as me - and to think the return trip costed just under £250.
God Bless MyTravel!!
Friday 14 September 2007
Saturday 8 September 2007
Anger
Readers,
Felt angry recently? It isn't an emotion I personally experience a great deal but from my few and far between experiences of anger and through observation of other people when they are angry - what I have come to realise is that it is generally counterproductive.
We are at our best when we are cool, calm and collected. Therefore, why do we allow ourselves to slip into a rage when it impairs our skills to reason logically, our interpersonal skills and can cause sometimes irreparable damage?
Surely, by keeping your anger in check, you will control challenging situations with far greater skill than possible if you submit to the rage.
Furthermore, if you virtually eradicate your anger from your personality - imagine the effect it will have when you decide it must be utilised? People who are always angry or grumpy get ignored or dismissed because nobody can be bothered with constant negativity - lets be honest - its hard work. On the flip side - people who are always calm will have the whole world sit up and take notice when they decide an issue is worth getting angry about because their reputation of coolness personified being impregnable.
Anger has been made a part of our make-up so we cannot pretend it doesn't exist. However, utilise it too frequently and it will only come at a cost to yourselves.
As the old cliche says it so well - anger is only one letter short of Danger....
Felt angry recently? It isn't an emotion I personally experience a great deal but from my few and far between experiences of anger and through observation of other people when they are angry - what I have come to realise is that it is generally counterproductive.
We are at our best when we are cool, calm and collected. Therefore, why do we allow ourselves to slip into a rage when it impairs our skills to reason logically, our interpersonal skills and can cause sometimes irreparable damage?
Surely, by keeping your anger in check, you will control challenging situations with far greater skill than possible if you submit to the rage.
Furthermore, if you virtually eradicate your anger from your personality - imagine the effect it will have when you decide it must be utilised? People who are always angry or grumpy get ignored or dismissed because nobody can be bothered with constant negativity - lets be honest - its hard work. On the flip side - people who are always calm will have the whole world sit up and take notice when they decide an issue is worth getting angry about because their reputation of coolness personified being impregnable.
Anger has been made a part of our make-up so we cannot pretend it doesn't exist. However, utilise it too frequently and it will only come at a cost to yourselves.
As the old cliche says it so well - anger is only one letter short of Danger....
Thursday 6 September 2007
Stupidity
Readers,
Ever wondered what the true meaning of stupidity is? I am not talking about what the latest version of the Oxford dictionary tells you it means - rather a photograph or a short film which everybody who sees can for the rest of their lives say with all conviction on the issue - I know what stupidity is because I have seen it with my own eyes.
Dont get me wrong - I think if there is something you dont understand - go to the dictionary - it is an incredibly useful tool. However, the following link will allow you to see stupidity manifested rather than merely defined.
Now i think after watching it you should all thank the Lord for mercifully preventing you from turning out that stupid.
Reminds me of an Age Old quote that i think is absolutely genius:
'Better to be silent and considered an idiot than to open your mouth and remove all doubt'.
Dont know who came up with this quotation but i tell you something for free. The lady in the video could sure benefit from that wisdom and soon before she commits more horrendous gaffes!
Ok thats all from me for today. Ciao.
Ever wondered what the true meaning of stupidity is? I am not talking about what the latest version of the Oxford dictionary tells you it means - rather a photograph or a short film which everybody who sees can for the rest of their lives say with all conviction on the issue - I know what stupidity is because I have seen it with my own eyes.
Dont get me wrong - I think if there is something you dont understand - go to the dictionary - it is an incredibly useful tool. However, the following link will allow you to see stupidity manifested rather than merely defined.
Now i think after watching it you should all thank the Lord for mercifully preventing you from turning out that stupid.
Reminds me of an Age Old quote that i think is absolutely genius:
'Better to be silent and considered an idiot than to open your mouth and remove all doubt'.
Dont know who came up with this quotation but i tell you something for free. The lady in the video could sure benefit from that wisdom and soon before she commits more horrendous gaffes!
Ok thats all from me for today. Ciao.
Tuesday 4 September 2007
Small Talk
Readers,
Ever wonder how many conversations you have had with people you dont really feel like talking to? I guarantee you its too numerous to recollect.
Being an Indian, it is almost guaranteed to happen to me every time i visit a shop owned by somebody who is also of the same skin colour as me - ie brown.
'Where are you from?' they always ask.
'England' I always used to reply proudly - I got the red passport, pay taxes (when working at least!) so surely i can use british as my nationality right? Wrong!
'No no, where are your parents from?'
'Oh right - i see - they are from East Africa'. (There's no lie here - that is well and truly where they are from)
'No no - where are they really from?'
Now by this stage I am thinking - why are all corner shops owned by Indians - i just wanna buy some milk so i can get home - get the kettle on and enjoy the latest episode of neighbours!
But by now - you know the conversation has almost come to its natural conclusion so you decide to polish it off as you have done in the past - 'oh riiight i see - we are Indian'.
The shopkeeper flashes his best smile baring all his teeth and then starts speaking in Urdu. Now of course *I* dont know what he is saying - so i politely tell him i dont speak urdu to which he half jokingly tells me i should be ashamed that i dont know my mother tongue even though urdu isnt even my mother tongue - and i sheepishly laugh - pay the man for the milk and curse myself for not saying I am Mauritius or something in the first place to avoid the unecessary stupidity involved in the lives of brown people trying to do some simple grocery shopping locally. - after all, this isnt the first time I have had such a conversation!
By now - i am assuming you are all wondering what the point i am trying to make actually is - i promise you when i started i thought it had one..
Something you can take from this I suppose is that next time someone talks to you about the weather - Thank the Lord with all your heart and soul that you are speaking the same language without any expectation to speak another language or any shame for being unable to speak another language wholly unrelated to you!
Right now - I need to go buy some milk for my tea!
Just kidding - its late and I am going to turn in for the night. Hopefully there will be milk in the fridge in the morning!
Ciao
Ever wonder how many conversations you have had with people you dont really feel like talking to? I guarantee you its too numerous to recollect.
Being an Indian, it is almost guaranteed to happen to me every time i visit a shop owned by somebody who is also of the same skin colour as me - ie brown.
'Where are you from?' they always ask.
'England' I always used to reply proudly - I got the red passport, pay taxes (when working at least!) so surely i can use british as my nationality right? Wrong!
'No no, where are your parents from?'
'Oh right - i see - they are from East Africa'. (There's no lie here - that is well and truly where they are from)
'No no - where are they really from?'
Now by this stage I am thinking - why are all corner shops owned by Indians - i just wanna buy some milk so i can get home - get the kettle on and enjoy the latest episode of neighbours!
But by now - you know the conversation has almost come to its natural conclusion so you decide to polish it off as you have done in the past - 'oh riiight i see - we are Indian'.
The shopkeeper flashes his best smile baring all his teeth and then starts speaking in Urdu. Now of course *I* dont know what he is saying - so i politely tell him i dont speak urdu to which he half jokingly tells me i should be ashamed that i dont know my mother tongue even though urdu isnt even my mother tongue - and i sheepishly laugh - pay the man for the milk and curse myself for not saying I am Mauritius or something in the first place to avoid the unecessary stupidity involved in the lives of brown people trying to do some simple grocery shopping locally. - after all, this isnt the first time I have had such a conversation!
By now - i am assuming you are all wondering what the point i am trying to make actually is - i promise you when i started i thought it had one..
Something you can take from this I suppose is that next time someone talks to you about the weather - Thank the Lord with all your heart and soul that you are speaking the same language without any expectation to speak another language or any shame for being unable to speak another language wholly unrelated to you!
Right now - I need to go buy some milk for my tea!
Just kidding - its late and I am going to turn in for the night. Hopefully there will be milk in the fridge in the morning!
Ciao
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