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Flavors of the Past, Shadows of the Present: A Journey Through Time and Taste Revisiting the Past This weekend, I decided to visit an old dining spot that had once been a favorite of mine. Known for its mouthwatering biryani, this restaurant held a special place in my heart from when I first moved to Dubai. Back then, I would frequent this place often, and the rich flavors became part of my fond memories. The taste of that biryani was a comfort, a reminder of those early days in a new city. As time passed, however, my visits became less frequent. Dubai grew—both in size and diversity—and so did my options. New restaurants, new cuisines, and new dining experiences were now scattered across the city, each vying for attention. The sheer variety available gradually drew me away from the old dining spots I used to love. But those memories of the biryani remained, and I longed to experience that familiar taste once again. The Reality of Returning In an attempt to revive those old memories, I
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Remote Control

It has been 4 years since I am living in this apartment; it has got two entrances for the basement parking, front and back. When I first moved here, I always used to use the front entrance, however after some time I found the back entrance is more convenient, as it is broad has got simpler access to my parking place. However since I started using the back entrance, there is always a problem in opening the parking bar. I found lot of other peoples struggling with it too. That sometime quite frustrating in terms of getting in front of bar trying different combination, trying different distance, pressing button with different frequency, all sort of techniques I developed in last four years and found one or another working at different time. Every time I was able to open the bar, it was like triumph, an achievement like discovering the secret to unlock some secret door in pursuit of treasure hunt. At the same time some good words for the manufacturer of the parking bar and building managem
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He is there, everywhere

I was having the lower back pain since last two weeks so doctor suggested an MRI, after long waiting, finally got the insurance approval for the MRI so I went to have that yesterday at the appointment time. I went to MRI room and inform the technician about my appointment. He said I need to get some paper from the insurance department so I went there to insurance department to have the papers, which I found out that they had misplaced. So they created a new one, and ask me to get the account department to get it stamped. I got it stamped and came back to insurance department; they did something on the computer, stamped and send back to me MRI. In the whole process I was acting like messenger taking papers from here to there. They had all the information and there is nothing really require from me other than their stupid process. Obviously that was very irritating for me, and it became more when I finally reach to MRI room and the guy started with another paper asking basic question ,
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Power of context

Living abroad let you discover many things other than wealth, which means it opens up opportunity for develop better understanding of human psychology, structures of societies and human motives behind actions and overall behavior. I am blessed that I have got this opportunity that help me broader my perspective. Our thinking are like fishing nets, so broader the net means more fishes. Fishes are always there and they are infinitely many. It is the net that restrict us and local context of people around us that make us think that it is the maximum that we can have. Yesterday I was reading pamphlet in Arabic that is about customer feedback, it hardly makes any sense to me, though I can read and may recognize few words in it. One of the words that I found was “Maqbool”. Maqbool is a word in Urdu being used in context of describing something which is very famous, popular and may be prestigious, it used in quite positive manner. This word was lend from Arabic as Urdu is comprised of words b
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Speed Bumps

Today, I found a new speed bump built on the road that I use daily to go to my office, that speed bump was built in front of the school so understandably it is designed for the safety of the students of the school, a good thing that municipality people thought of. However when I was going back to home at evening, the speed bump was there as well, so I need to slow the car to dead speed to get over it, although school was closed. Quite understandably once speed bumps are build they don't go anywhere they remain there. This let my mind to get into something fancy to drive analogies out of it. Speed bumps are negative instrument that work against the very purpose of road to facilitate the traffic but sometime we decided to have it to avoid bigger loss and compromise on the speed. We do consider them as safety checks to rein and control the speed menace and avoid any problem which may happen but not surely, when and how, but anyway we better think to have them installed. We humans bui
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Death a reality

Death is the ultimate reality of life. However, I still need to find the definition for it and develop its understanding: The very fact of this reality that one day I will be dead, which means I will be no more in this world. But why do I have to die anyway? After spending so many years fighting for my existence and working hard to get the control of life, eventually I will be retired from this world. The moment I reach the heights of my achievements, I will be told that Mr. Zahoor, thanks a lot for your services and the efforts that you have put in. But we no longer require your services. Would that be fair? Am I just a part of the machinery which will eventually be replaced and thrown out once its job is done and it's no longer able to serve the system? I have no issues with death nor am I afraid of it. However, I am not willing to accept it. I can’t accept that one day I will be destroyed. My ego and self-esteem don't allow me to accept it. I just can?t accept that all m
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Dumb Cat or Kat or you whatsoever

Dumb Cat Aug 2 nd 2005 You know cats are cute, they are indeed and as the same time they are smart too. Though at our home we are not used to keep pets and as I believe to let them free in nature is a good option. One good evening my family found a cat sitting next to my door, it was quite unusual especially for the kids. They had tried every way to poke her out that could had made her to runaway but that cat seems to quite stable in her intention and kept sitting with a innocent look on her face. She seems to be hungry, we guessed, so we gave some left over food which she quickly ate and run away. Next evening she was again there at the same place, this time we didn’t fed her, some suggested this way she will be used to come daily, some agreed but some soft hearted people in our family never mind feeding her and she used to come every day at the same time event twice afterwards. Soon after few weeks she becomes the familiar to our family, now she can roam into the house
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