somewhere, over the rainbow...

aha! so after a wait of only 27 minutes, the blogger page finally opens :D. they have internet in rural sindh. im only wondering whatever for :) (ok, im being catty for no reason, except that i HATE slow machines. they kill my mood). -------------------------------------------- so ive been away from home for the last three days now. all in all, i'd say it hasnt been all taht bad. (even if it HAD been bad, i would never admit to it... for i absurdly believe in highlighting the best and ignoring the worst). since i wasnt totally overjoyed about leaving the house in the first place, i wasnt really involved with the logistics and little useless thyngs like packing n stuff. i would be found on the road at like 2 in the morning, just driving around in my new car... i mean, thynk about it. you buy a car, and then go off on a holiday (leaving the car alone at home?) makes no sense i tells you! :) so we got to the train station, and climbed into the "first class (for what it's worth)" pigeon hole (spread over an area of all of 6'x7'). bless pakistan railways, it WAS clean :D even if it was most horrible decored in green, summore green, and then some green. no really, im not complaining :D see, my sister, (14), was supposed to come along with me and my mom, and umm... she was all excited, and we were all packed and sitting there in the cabin, and i noticed tears trickling down her cheeks! "doood! what's wrong?" i asked... "i dont wanna go by train..." she replied. umm... she got off the train there and then taking away her essentials -- a hair straightner. she's going to be flyin to karachi today, while we tour all of rural sindh with her bags (3 of them). teh train ride itself was... well, it was :) see, ive already travelled in a train before, when i came to sindh with my friends two years ago. for most part, the entire trip has been one whole deja vu, but i since i'm really easily amused, it hasnt been a problem. teh 18 hour long journey is tiring. and long after youve gotten off the train, your body feels stiff, and you can hear the wheels of the train going rickety-rickety-rick in your head. it's spooky! i amused myself by looking out of the window. (while there was light). and i remembered why i love pakistan :) the landscape is beautiful, and everytym you see the green fields, you feel your soul being wrenched; you ask yourself what it's worth running after the wrong thyngs, when life can be so simple and beautiful and honest. im not a dreamer, and niether a romantic, and i know the sort of toil and labour the rustic life demands, but the beauty of that is, you reap what you sow, and you really do get the fruits of your labour. it isnt like someone else takes the promotion (cuz of their laisons with the boss) that you had been working so hard for. and dude, at the end of the day, all of us are gonna go 6 feet under. so why not run after the thyngs that are actually worth it? like the peace of mind. another thyng you can enjoy in a long train-trip is the electricity poles. if yer really bored, just count them as they go by, and believe you me, you'll lose track or you'll find youself having lost concentration every 275 poles or so. i wasnt countin poles though, i was watching the electricity wires go up and down, up and down, up and down... just trail your eyes along the black cables... really, it's tres cool, sort of hypotic :D the weather in jamshoro has been very nice. it's comfortable. springy. after the freezing weather weve been having in lahore, it's a nice break. the air is clean, and the people... ufff the people have just been mindblowing... their hospitality is mashallah amazing! i dont know if im qualified to say thys, but my personal opinion is that sindhis are much more downtoearth than us punjabis. im not saying punjabis arent hospitable. perhaps you could match the two and you wouldnt find a winner, but when a punjabi feeds you in his best dishes, there are two reasons behind that. a) he wants you to know yer special, and b) he wants you to know he has better dishes than you :) the sindhi on the other hand, will just put forth all he has, no pretences. the other good thyng so far has been, that ive been able to catch up on my reading, and that i picked up my camera after almost a year :) ive gone clicking mad... and umm... oh yeah! yesterday, we went to kotri barrage (or somethyng) and there was a magnificent bridge that i took pictures of... and then i saw the security guy running towards me... :D (apparently, we ARENT allowed to take pictures of the bridge) well too bad, i'll post them up on the internet, and threaten my country :p but yeah, another amazing revelation was how far mankind has come. the river had been damed, and on one side of the bridge it was brimming with water, on the other you could see sand dunes and sand being blown about in the wind. it was beautiful. and it was a moment to ponder upon. and realise i had nothing to do with the building of the bridge, or the daming of the waters. and that if i was to be taken out of the circle of life, on an as-is basis, my not being there would make absotively no friggin difference to anyone. so the next tym i thynk im carrying the world on my shoulders, someone needs to gimme a nudge... and say "hello... hu you?" -------------------------------------------- dudes. i logged on the internet after lyke three days. and i find the three of my most favourite bloggers missing. someone is going to get a call from me, and they wont like to hear what all i gots to say...