what's left of my four wheels

I walked out of this car last thursday with only a misplaced little finger. I had a one on one with god in a very long time as the clouds cleared sirens drew closer. I thanked him for fact that none of my dear friends was with me that afternoon and also for saving my dad from an awful situation of carrying whats left of me back home to my mother.

Please drive cautiously and use good judgement..... it will save you from a lot of heart ache.

and my whole life didnt flash infront of me !

Q-Jumping

I dont mind you butting in on the line @ Lulu and i dont mind it when you cut in on me @ the airportduty free. I dont mind when you barge in @ the barber shop. It's your country and i am just another hindi and aiwa.. entha omani, i dont have enough wasta and i am not a g0raa. But no, i wont let you do that @ the hospital you asshole fuckers even if you say you have a chilli up your ass.

Frustrated after a long day @ the hospital trying to get some treatement on time for my 58 year old dad.

Abled

All my life i have been aware of them..... people like me, yet different in the sense that they had a disability or a special ability. I dont know about you but i always have tried not to stare,not to show any sympathy on my face when i saw a disabled person. I always wondered which was more sad, being born with a disability or acquiring one in the course of life. I have thanked god silently countless times for making me the way i am whenever i pass such a person on the road. I am never putoff when people comment about my receeding hairline or lack of fitness etc because deep down i realized long ago that i am very much blessed to be the way i am. I also practice safety like a religion.

This morning as I was coming into my office from our fabrication shop,our cleaner guy who is dump and deaf was working away furiously on my carpet with the vaccum cleaner. Oddly enough the vaccum cleaner was not on as he had streched the wire a little bit too far . It suddenly dawned on me that he couldnt realize it was off because of his disability and i felt very very bad. I walked up behind him and plugged it again and he didnt know a thing. When he finished my office i squeezed his shoulders and he must have wondered why. He is a cool guy tho he video calls and uses sign language on phone, he drives every day to work, he has his own home and is married with two kids and he is my age 24. Thanks to him now i know sign lang also. I am happy to say that oman is a disabled friendly country

TEN THOUSAND WORDS

Oman is where i live, I feel almost at home now . Its very different from where i come from but as the saying goes i am begining to "celebreate the differences" . I have tried here to emphasize it with pictures, as they say " every picture is worth a thousand words"