Dream digest 19/03/2010

We seem to be somewhere. in the US and are driving on busy streets... we are driving to fitness first. Get caught in what is Chicago traffic and reach the gym later than our appointed time. Preeta and i have recently renewed our membership into fitness first. We reach the club and on scanning our cards we are told that we cannot enter. I argue with them saying that i have never been satisfied with fitness first, the price is too high... the service is pathetic ( a la zawya mail which i had sent on 18th mar) except because the equipment is good i keep coming back. The attendent smiles and agrees with me. In frustration preeta and i leave. For some reason i leave my passport behind.

We are driving back when we lose our way... we are exploring various routes and reach a dead end.. we park the car and walk around to see if we can find a way out of the dead end. We reach a building and walk up its stairs ( they resemble the stairs of Valiappa's vashi house.. except that it is bright with daylight). Preeta is exploring driving the car over the stairs. We meet an Indian lady ( pretty looking i would say... resembles the indian actress mona..... cant remember... she was in the film "is raat ki subah nahi") she says that its not practical to take the car via the stairs as the road leads no where. She also warns us about having left our car on the road, saying there are a lot of robberies in the area. I rush back towards the car... my worst fears coming true.. i see it pulling away with a group of black people in it. I run behind the car , my palms held together begging them to stop... they drive away with all our bags. Preeta and i are in shock... we remember that the passport was deposited in fitness first and the money is in the wallet with us. We've lost our clothes but atleast have the cash and passports. We feel relieved.

Cut to .... me travelling in a car full of people ... driving somewhere in South India. Its a dual carriageway... it seems like it has rained so there is some water logged in the fields. We drive up a hill and drive down a valley.... to our left we see a lovely beach emerging. We drive towards the beach.... as we get closer we see a fishermen's village along the beach.... colorful trawlers, fishermen in traditional maharashtrian style koli outfits picking out the fish trapped in their nets etc... interspersed we see foreign tourists ( essentially whites) sunbathing in bikinis. I am bewildered by this phenomenon... but also excited on the prospect of seeing skin... my eyes scan feverishly to see if i can catch any topless women. I dont see any, all of them are in bikinis... though skimpy. I see them all around lying on mounds of sand and even on little stone mounds heaped for construction purposes. I am amazed too see how these foreigners would go anywhere in search of the sun.

its 02012010

its a very unique day to start writing. 0-201-201-0 ... wonder what numerologists would have to say about this combination of numbers. Whatever be it, it would term it as a good day for me.

Woke up to find the headache of the earlier day had left me, read The National and FT online, brunched on some delicious quesadilla. I give it to preeta to use the limited ingredients at her disposal to rustle up an item. I know she loves to cook for me and likes to see me enjoying it. Post lunch we did our long pending visit to see the progress of our building at Liwan.

It was good to see the work progressing at least on the Mazaya plots. It was also encouraging to see the contruction of one of the electric sub-stations, i take it as an indication that the master developer Mizin is doing its share. With the whole Dubai mess, i sincerely hope that these guys keep up to their commitment with the infrastructure of the master development.

Our building is clearly in its first stage and it looks highly unlikely that they'd be able to deliver possession as promised on 1st Aug 10. I need to go through the lease agreement on the simple interest term and understand what will be the terms if the possession is delayed.

Post lunch of idlis, we attended the Body Combat classes, shopped for veggies and had an early dinner watching the film Milk. A film on the life of Harvey Milk, America's first openly gay person to hold a Public Office. Sean Penn's done a fantastic job as Milk, but the film was slow and did not really keep me engaged, except for the curiosity on how Milk was finally assassinated. The film is probably more relevant to Americans as it was an event from their national history and of course to the gay community worldwide... am sure they find the man and the film highly inspirational.

Overall its been a good weekend, i loved the way we rang in the New Year on the beach, the TT session last evening and today. The coming week is going to see pressure build up sharply before losing steam by end of the week. Next week is also a toastmasters meeting....i need to shake my inertia or fear and do a project.

I intend to write regularly, hope to keep this too consistent.

ciao.