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THIS PICTURES ARE SENT TO MY FROM MY VILLAGE FRIEND MR SANDHU FROM DOHA. I HAVE BEEN TELLING HIM TO POST FEW PICTURES OF ANY KIND IN HIS BLOG AS IT IS EMPTY.BUT THE BOY SENT TO ME THE PICUTRES AND I THOUGHT TO PUBLISH IT IN MY BLOG.AND I AM DEDICATING THIS PAGE SO MY FRIEND MR SANDHU WHO LIVES AT DOHA, QATAR.THIS TREE IS GROWING ALL OVER IN GULF. I USED TO PLUCK DATES AT MUSCAT WHILE I WAS JOGGING.MUSCAT YOU CAN DATE PALM TREES IN ROADS, PARKS AND PAVEMENTS. TENDER DATES ARE VERY TASTY TO ME. WHEN HE SENT ME THIS PICTURES I HAD THOGHT ABOUT MY DATES AT MUSCAT. I KNOW THERE WAS A DATE PROCESSING PLANT AT NIZWA, THE INTERIOR TOWN OF MUSCAT, OMAN.I THINK I HAVE NOT WRITTEN ANY THING ABOUT MUSCAT, ITZ BEAUTIFUL BEACHES, LAND SCAPES, ROCKY MOUNTAINS, CULTURE, HERITGE ETC. I HAVE LIVED IN GULF FOR ABOUT 22 YEARS. IN FACT I DO NOT HAVE LATEST FOTOGRAPHS. I HAD ONCE REQUESTED MY ORKUT FRIEND SAPTHA and CYNTHIA from muscat JESSICA AND KERALITE FRIEND ARAVIND ETC.I SHALL TRY TO PROCESS A PAGE ABOUT MY EXPERIENCE IN MUSCAT FROM THE YEAR 1973 TO 1993 AND LITTLE LIFE AT DUBAI .
AFTER READING THIS POST MY GOOD FRIEND ANU alias KUTTAN FROM KUWAIT HAS SENT ME THE FOTO OF DATES READY TO EAT, AND I AM PUBLISHING HIS FOTO TOO HERE.I NEED COLLECTION OF DATES AND DATES TREE FOTOS, GARDEN, PROCESSING TECHNIQUES, PLANTS ETC.READERS CAN SEND TO ME.
this poem is sent by one of my orkut friend "raindrops" who is from kannur, kerala. now doing masters in computers and networking at bangalore.soothing breeze is blowing with fusssinging river is frothing with joytwittering bird is feeding her kidsquirrels are churing with its fellowsbut somewhere someone somethinga small, a little a somethingthere's something missing in my eyesa turn to my bleeding hearti realize its chillness its stressesa turn to my tiry eyesi feel its lonlinessi feel its thirsti feel its urgewandering in reach of the blue eyesa reaching for the caring eyes the blue eyesmiles to go and miles to go for iteven then i go for himfilled with doubts,filled with easefull of love full of affectionstranger with harsh sayingsaying all about himboth of extremities-harsh and niceto which to stick toto which to stick tostill a soothing touch to the onestill a greeny feeling to the onestill a caring love to the oneto the oneto the onei seek forto the one i long forits only then i understand my thoughtmy ideas go for the one whom i seek forits only then i understand my longingthe sharpness of my eyesthe everlasting bunch of lovebut...i enjoy my curiosityi enjoy my searcheventhough it is a melancholya sweet, soothing melancholy