It rained so much today and its raining again now. I can hear it inside. Its no secret how much I love rain and how it changes my mood. Maybe its the rain but I feel little better today, mood wise.
Good news my internet is back, bad news I still don’t have wifi access. I will try to use my desktop and visit all the blogs tomorrow. I don’t know how much have I missed. My apologies to all.
It was another super busy day with me being away from my seat. I’m not well and I have important task at hand, never mind. Only problem the general manager guy likes his AC super cool and I almost died there. Had to lie to excuse myself and escape. I think I couldn’t even work nicely today.
Its 9/11 here and I couldn’t help but think of all the stories I have read or seen on Nat Geo and History. I really don’t know how I feel about the attack even though I have done a huge research on it. Seen so many shows on it. I fail to understand how does a bad guy sleeps at night. I mean I yell at someone because my temper has gone out of my control and I feel super guilty later on. How can someone so rich, educated and so smart end up destroying so many people. I refuse to believe its a religion thing.
I have very strong views on terrorism and religion. I refuse to blame a religion for 9/11.
When I was in Kashmir, we were sitting at Dal lake and I went to a shop to get us all coffee. The shop owner smiled at me, asked me if I was a tourist, asked me whether I liked the city, told me I should visit in winters because of the snow mountains and gave me most amazing coffee ever with a smile. He is also a muslim, who loves his city loves his work and wants people to come and visit. Fighting in name of religion only hurts.
A bad guy is a bad person, he is a hater and it has nothing to do with religion or caste or color. I don’t believe in hating any religion, if I don’t pray I don’t have the right to hate either. Its not religion, its individuals who refuse to keep humanity above their ideas and theories.
I have been to a temple, a church, a Gurudwara and a mosque. And I don’t pray much. Its never a religion, its how you grow up and how you see world.
Dominique has 9/11 in it. A major chapter.
Its raining outside, I can hear clouds going crazy. I enjoy the noise of rain falling on the shelter, smell of it falling on the ground and the coldness of it in the air. Although I have to admit the thunder outside is little freaky. Snowy is super scared, poor doggie won’t sit peacefully. I think the thunder is scaring him.
My friend is going out of town and I expect a silent weekend. I think I will go get a haircut, buy me something to eat and maybe if possible work on assignment. I can’t believe I’m already missing weekend, its tuesday.
Once a class mate of mine read a story of mine and concluded that every story I write has someone dying in it. I don’t know how she did that because I think I gave her just one. It made me thinking, it was true. Every story I have ever written had a character dying in it. Why? Not sure.
Okay I am talking aimlessly, telling things with no reason. I mean I could just go to bed early but I won’t. I will do nothing but I won’t sleep.
But I think I should. Goodnight world!
Song for today- First Light by Matt Pond PA