Flowers and Garbage

  As the cool breeze started to caress the impressively fertile green mountains in the Mount Liban province marking my return to Dubai, I could feel my 'temptation to nag' almost saying:   "...oh, but I don't want to leave..."   The joy I was feeling didn't allow me to emit the "but" word, keeping instead the sweet flavor of the enriching feeling produced by Mrs. Cool … [Read more...]

There’s Always Magic in Tragic

  Just a few days ago I experienced an event that reminded me of that day I was taken by the fury of a huge wave in Acapulco as I was playing riding on the very high ocean waves of the Atlantic.   I remember how I almost lost my bathing suit and my back was bleeding from the erosion with the sand as Mrs. Wave expelled me from her gut.   I was scared. I was absolutely … [Read more...]