Sometimes I write something which is socially relevant, and sometimes just a personal thought on something that I happened to experience. None of this may be of any value to anybody. But blogs are for that.. How sincere I am when I write something.... only I know. I am more sincere than life expects of me while blogging. But again there are subjects which not necessarily a taboo, but something that I am scared of writing. That goes into my personal diary. Audrey was very much interested to know if I maitain a personal diary on line. The answer is - yes. But that is my personal space. No one has access to it, except my own concience. Sorry guys.. there is no sleaze in there. I can only share one small thing which is in my personal diary.... that I actually grew up when I reached the age of fifty. Perhaps it is a magical number, but it did open the world's realities to me. Now I wonder if I really needed this enlightenment at this age. For I was very happy without this grown up maturity. Thinking of the whole world as a big loving family... nobody hurts nobody.. every body lives for everybody.. kind of theory. When this dream world of mine shattered all around me, it was hard to take it. It is still hard. But I have beacons of hope which tell me that all is not lost. Some of the beacons... Qatar and all my most loving friends... specifically Sheela and Yousuf.. (I hve taken one name in each cabin boys.. dont pounce on me)..Aldrin/Manisha.. Zafarbhai.. Mani/Usha.. Sanjay/Jovita.. Rajeev/Devi...Jet Airways and some of my old friends out there.. particularly Vijay from Chennai. what a gentleman he is.. If I want to rid myself of my stress levels, I just have to call him up.... Bernard and Arul.. my friends in Mysore.. lost out on life.. but made it as men of character...Last and definitely not the least my friends from the Air Force... Electronic Stream Two.. batch of 1977.. There are many, and it is not possible for me take all their names.. We have a yahoo group... kept alive by Nagraj and Pari consistently.. all others (like me) only to find faults.. ha ha.
So all is still not lost I guess. I have been promised a visit by a couple of friends from the Air Force... hope they make it before I become busy with my second innings at Area 51.. the airline industry.
Calls for a beer.. but not now.. later at night.. a big shot of gin and tonic. One more excuse boys.. but let me have it.
Love - John
