Posts Tagged ‘travel’

30th August 2011

// September 2nd, 2011 // No Comments » // Stories

Tomorrow is eid, I landed 11 am on the Karachi Airport.

 

I was upgraded to first class, the guy next door did not wish to talk , he had large mustache, looked english by the content on tv that he was watching.

 

The stuartes  was Japanese, polite, looked Pilipino.

 

Landed in Karachi I wanted to rush to Immigration, as mostly people rush to it and then their is a large Que.. However i went to the last line, and yet there were 30+ people in front of me.

 

I stood there, and heard the counter on the right of me, which was made for the Crew, saying that the Emirates flight is not in the System yet, and therefor he could not let anyone though.

 

I stood there in my own line, and the i thought that this guy looked familiar, so I said Salam, and asked how you are ? He said i am well and how are you ?

 

He said I looked familiar to him also, and he said maybe he did a LP for me, that man was Mr Akbar Rana very good memory of his i guess, and i took his name and put in my cell and found his full name and he asked me again how i am, and i gave him my card, and he remembered me.

 

He asked me to come to his counter, and he stamped my passport as the first customer.

 

It was weird how i saw the power of Just saying hello and asking how people are working for me again and again.

 

I went out and their were no trolleys, as tomorrow is eid, every single flight was full, that is why i got upgraded also.

 

I asked a gentleman who had a badge on who i can request for trolley and i was told to go to CAA counter, which i did, and again politely requested for trolley.

 

The guy told me it is over packed today but he is arranging the trolleys.

 

WHen i got away from him, i saw another FIA guy , who i had met in December with Akbar Rana last year, and i asked him how he was and how his kids are doing.

 

Last year he asked me about laptops and i gave him my 10,000 rs laptop wala’s number.

 

I saw my bag had already came in on the belt, which was weird as usually it takes over 1 hr for the bags to come, and yet the bag was there, I was happy, and took all the bags and came out without the trolley.

 

Coming out was like i was in a Shanghai Bus stop , too many people, moving slowly, but luckily no one pushed me today, well almost no one :)

 

I came out and the main exit was swamped with people like bee’s so i took the 2nd exit and went out.

 

Superman tameez was waiting for me and looked very tired, and upon inquiry i found that he has not slept the night before.

 

I breathed the air of Karachi looking around, and it came to me that maybe we are impolite and maybe we try to rush for things as their may not be enough resources for all, and unless you jump or rush for things, Pakistani nation feels that they will loose.

 

Which also dawned on me that is it true or this is how our mind’s have been setup?

 

Will we learn to collaborate or will we keep on competing with each other and making it worse for all the parties ?

 

 

Since this entire week, i have been cursing my self on why i did not move to Malaysia, which reminds me every time i go there as if I am in United Staes, with the big highway and organized things, and really affordable life.

 

Why do i keep coming back to Pakistan wanting it to be like the country which I WANT it to be , where people follow lines, and give people way, and stop when their is someone in front of their car and let them pass by.

 

What can i do i ask my self today to bring COLLABORATION to the table and take away the competition from our lives ?

 

 

While on my way to Dubai on the plane, i saw the movie Arthur from 1981 and while i was going to KL i saw Arthur 2011, Both the movies had significant changes in themselves.

 

The 1981 movie heronie was a thief, and was ready to do anything to get married or be with rather as he was rich, where as in the 2011 movie, the heroine was no longer interested in the money but was interested in HIM.

 

So what happened in 30 years in the movie industry ?

 

Does it mean that in 1981 times in the US people were also money centric then they are now, like we see people in other developing countries, where values are given away over money ?

 

So do we have to be rich to find out that being rich does not really matter ?

 

Only when you are rich, you are sure, that being rich does not really matter…

 

So thank you allah for this nazool, i am typing this while Tameez bah is driving me home..

 

Hope you are all well, and we will collaborate more on these thoughts.

 

Eid Mubarak to you all.

 

Rehan

The secence of my travel

// March 28th, 2011 // No Comments » // Traveling

I travelled 45 days in different parts of the world since last 45 days
and i found multiple answers to many questions.

I found that everyone in the world wants to be different, yet be the same.

I found tha we are all exactly the same no matter which countr we are from.

You can categorize people into different kinds of people, shrude,
sweet, humble, macho, sweet, swarrow, scared, friendly.

I found same kind of people in all countries, no matter how much we
think we are better or worse than others we are the same.

You take a person from anywhere in the world and put him in a family
from another part of the world, and the result will be almost the
same, but the thing is, do we know what the result have been in the
other place, i think the personality is the same, the knowledge,
circumstances, and culture distrupts the results in the people.

I wish that we could put the world in a shaker and get people to be
part of familes from other parts of the world, and we would become so
much alike.

Language is one of the biggest challange that keeps us far, and i
think that the internet and google, and facebook is going to bring us
all humans much closer to each other, and those who will take
advantage of the best of the things around the world instead of
attacking and fighting will be most financially and otherwise
scusessfull.

Knowledge is what makes us who we are, i was thinking today why the
first ayat was, kul, with the name of ur creator, and rabbi zidni
ilma.

Our brain is capeable of doing 100 times not 100% more, we have to
train it, and let go of egos, hatered, jeliousy, and just have a huge
smile and love for all around us, and treat all equally, and we will
be living in a beautifull place.

People asked me how is Pakistan and i told them wonderfull.

It has all the best in the world, and the things that are not there
yet, are a opportunity for us to bring them to us and see how we can
enjoy small things in life together.

I saw this week people running , cycling and rollerblading on public
streets with police in front of them, enjoying, and i think it was
wonderfull.

I saw last night people hanging out on a hill at montparness, singing,
playing music, smoking having fun,  and why cant we have that, does it
take money ? Or just a will.

Will share more….

The Stars (Sitaron say Aagay Jehan Aur Bhi hain, Abhi Mohabbad Ki Imthian Aur Bhi hain)

// March 3rd, 2010 // 3 Comments » // Traveling

I am looking outside the aero plane, it is 40,000 ft above the land.
The night is at it’s extreme, all I see is the moon which is shinning fully, and the hundreds of bright start’s twinkling.
I think I see a few cluster of star’s also.
And then I think how far each of them is, so far that I can not even reach it in my life time, even if I was traveling at light speed.
Then I think of my self and the world I live in, so so small, so tiny, so irrelevant.

I am looking outside the aero plane, it is 40,000 ft above the land.

The night is at it’s extreme, all I see is the moon which is shinning fully, and the hundreds of bright start’s twinkling.

I think I see a few cluster of star’s also.

And then I think how far each of them is, so far that I can not even reach it in my life time, even if I was traveling at light speed.

Then I think of my self and the world I live in, so so small, so tiny, so irrelevant.

YET, we live in a constant mode of destruction, control, suffering, pain, hunger, greed, abuse, and control.

We want to control every one around us, we want every one to do what WE Want to happen, we punish them if they do not like what we like, and if they desire what they love.

We push them to follow how WE feel the world should spin, we confuse them with what they know is right, and what may not be right, but it is right to us.

Why do want this world to rotate around us, when we are so tiny, so tiny that we are would not even be considered anything if we were measured in the total, totality of the universe.

Why we do not want to believe in the god who say’s who created us, and the sun and the star’s and the universe around us.

How beautiful and how great would that god be?

But then why does he make us suffer, and give us these thoughts which make us think that why he put us here and in this misery of pain, and greed, and desires, where can not even control 1 human being, which is our self.

Yet we are running from here to there trying to control thousands and millions of soul’s we want to be free.

My heart feel’s like it will explode, my mind feel like it is not worth thinking about these things, but then what is this mind good for, such a small , such a tiny peace of organ, which eat’s 70% of the energy I make.

And then the heart, which takes 90% of all the control on what we do upon, but only some times, as when the rest of the organ’s are in pain, the poor heart can not do anything, like the brain, and like the emotions it creates called the honor, the prestige, the dignity.

Then we stop listening to this heart, and we follow these chemical or electrical reactions taking place in our body

So what is the answer, is there confusion thus confusion, and more confusion ?

The more we know means the less we know?

So is it better to know less or is it better to know more ?

But then the book of god instructs us to learn, more and more, no matter how hard it is, and travel as far as u can, to get this knowledge..

And when we travel, it creates more and more confusion, more questions, more pain, and more greed.

Is there a cure yet in this world, when we as children of god, as human being look beyond the colour, the race, the ethnicity and look at the 2 ears 2 eyes, and 1 nose, as we all look the same.