The twenty ninth of November was a very dry and uninteresting day. It just happened to be another school day, I came back home delighted at the thought of the holidays. You start off the day with attending an assembly, that too a House assembly, where you have to listen to your House-Masters, in my case a House-Mistress. She is quite interesting to listen to, especially because of the Hindi slang words she uses between her speeches.
I had to attempt a quiz next, it was all about U.A.E. I mustn't have got more than two marks out of twenty five! It was difficult, for many. The only good thing about that was that we missed the Hindi period! Amazing! Periods slipped by, Biology teacher bored us with her lecture about asexual and sexual reproduction in plants and bisexual flowers and the phyla Porifera and Coelenterata. I mean who wants to mug up names such as Platyhelminthes or Euplectelea! It is not even English! Our Chemistry teacher however lightened our day by rapping definitions and formulae. Even though she speaks quite fast, you still get to understand her!
The next day was a rainy day, some people must have thought about going out in the lovely weather, while some people would have stayed at home, while some people like me would curse the rain for coming when the holidays started and not when school was still on. However, it was pretty amazing to go out for breakfast! Getting wet in the rain was fun and refreshing. The best thing was that the rain in Sharjah didn't make the city dirty like the rain in Bombay. Instead it made the city beautiful. A place called Rolla was an exception, you'd puke seeing the bird droppings being carried away by water.
After breakfast my mother somehow pleaded with my father to take her for a movie which she wanted to watch, and we got tickets for the nine thirty show. For curious readers, the movie is a Hindi Movie called 'Talaash'. Being a rainy day we were able to get our tickets fast.
Sharjah did look beautiful, but what was bad was the strong smell of tobacco. People were smoking all over the streets, especially because it was a rainy day. The smell of tobacco was so strong, it was like I was the one who was smoking!
My mom and I had the feeling that we were going home and our next outing will be at nine when we would have to leave to watch the movie. But my father surprised us by taking a completely different turn from a signal, we knew we weren't heading home. We thought he was possibly taking us for a drive. We were right, but only partially! It wasn't just any drive, it was a drive to Kalba! Kalba was a place located in Sharjah, but it was far from the city. It was closer to Fujairah. The journey to the place was amazing. The starting was a bit boring, because we were still in the city. There was nothing to see, but schools (including my school), industrial areas, etc. Then the drive got charged up.
Kalba wasn't the actual beauty, it were the places which came before it. There were beautiful hills and hillocks. There were beautiful flowers, and for once I didn't have to study about them. The amazing part was that my father hardly had to step on the gas, as the vehicle moved by itself, even when he wasn't accelerating at all! It reminded me of Oman. The roads and the roadside were amazing. I was surprised that I saw no land animal! How was that possible? There should have been a mountain goat or yaks or donkeys! But no there weren't any! Maybe no goats or yaks, but definitely lots of crows, that was something rare in the U.A.E.
My father had been here before, but I was in India at that time, with my cousins! One of my cousins is happily having fun in London, so no sad feelings for her, but the other is in Tamil Nadu, doing something he refers to as "slogging my ass off!" All sad feelings there. I don't think I saw as much as my dad did when he first came to Kalba, but it is better than seeing absolutely nothing!
We had something you could call lunch, but it was only lunch-ish; from a cafeteria. It was only a burger and a drink and few French fries (sarcastically). Lunch or brunch or snacks or whatever you call it wasn't that fun, it was a wee bit boring. We just wanted to get out of there. We ate quickly and then left. My father said we would take the Fujairah route to go back! We thought it would be interesting, but it turned out to be the vice versa!
It turned out to be a bore! Nothing to see, no big beauties. You could see quite a lot of cop vehicles as two days later it'd be the National Day, the forty-first and the police had to be prepared. All the citizens and residents of the U.A.E decorated their vehicles and got ready to party during the second of December. H.H Sheikh Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum sent every single mobile owner a message wishing them a happy and prosperous National Day.
The day came to an end after we watched the movie. No reviews from my side.
Sleeping wasn't difficult that day. You just had to ignore the faint sound the fan created while it rotated, that was simple because the cool breeze that was also created by the fan put me off to my slumber.
I had a plethora of entertainment that day! A pleasant surprise and a day to cherish!
Hasta la Vista,
K
I had to attempt a quiz next, it was all about U.A.E. I mustn't have got more than two marks out of twenty five! It was difficult, for many. The only good thing about that was that we missed the Hindi period! Amazing! Periods slipped by, Biology teacher bored us with her lecture about asexual and sexual reproduction in plants and bisexual flowers and the phyla Porifera and Coelenterata. I mean who wants to mug up names such as Platyhelminthes or Euplectelea! It is not even English! Our Chemistry teacher however lightened our day by rapping definitions and formulae. Even though she speaks quite fast, you still get to understand her!
The next day was a rainy day, some people must have thought about going out in the lovely weather, while some people would have stayed at home, while some people like me would curse the rain for coming when the holidays started and not when school was still on. However, it was pretty amazing to go out for breakfast! Getting wet in the rain was fun and refreshing. The best thing was that the rain in Sharjah didn't make the city dirty like the rain in Bombay. Instead it made the city beautiful. A place called Rolla was an exception, you'd puke seeing the bird droppings being carried away by water.
After breakfast my mother somehow pleaded with my father to take her for a movie which she wanted to watch, and we got tickets for the nine thirty show. For curious readers, the movie is a Hindi Movie called 'Talaash'. Being a rainy day we were able to get our tickets fast.
Sharjah did look beautiful, but what was bad was the strong smell of tobacco. People were smoking all over the streets, especially because it was a rainy day. The smell of tobacco was so strong, it was like I was the one who was smoking!
My mom and I had the feeling that we were going home and our next outing will be at nine when we would have to leave to watch the movie. But my father surprised us by taking a completely different turn from a signal, we knew we weren't heading home. We thought he was possibly taking us for a drive. We were right, but only partially! It wasn't just any drive, it was a drive to Kalba! Kalba was a place located in Sharjah, but it was far from the city. It was closer to Fujairah. The journey to the place was amazing. The starting was a bit boring, because we were still in the city. There was nothing to see, but schools (including my school), industrial areas, etc. Then the drive got charged up.
Kalba wasn't the actual beauty, it were the places which came before it. There were beautiful hills and hillocks. There were beautiful flowers, and for once I didn't have to study about them. The amazing part was that my father hardly had to step on the gas, as the vehicle moved by itself, even when he wasn't accelerating at all! It reminded me of Oman. The roads and the roadside were amazing. I was surprised that I saw no land animal! How was that possible? There should have been a mountain goat or yaks or donkeys! But no there weren't any! Maybe no goats or yaks, but definitely lots of crows, that was something rare in the U.A.E.
My father had been here before, but I was in India at that time, with my cousins! One of my cousins is happily having fun in London, so no sad feelings for her, but the other is in Tamil Nadu, doing something he refers to as "slogging my ass off!" All sad feelings there. I don't think I saw as much as my dad did when he first came to Kalba, but it is better than seeing absolutely nothing!
We had something you could call lunch, but it was only lunch-ish; from a cafeteria. It was only a burger and a drink and few French fries (sarcastically). Lunch or brunch or snacks or whatever you call it wasn't that fun, it was a wee bit boring. We just wanted to get out of there. We ate quickly and then left. My father said we would take the Fujairah route to go back! We thought it would be interesting, but it turned out to be the vice versa!
It turned out to be a bore! Nothing to see, no big beauties. You could see quite a lot of cop vehicles as two days later it'd be the National Day, the forty-first and the police had to be prepared. All the citizens and residents of the U.A.E decorated their vehicles and got ready to party during the second of December. H.H Sheikh Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum sent every single mobile owner a message wishing them a happy and prosperous National Day.
The day came to an end after we watched the movie. No reviews from my side.
Sleeping wasn't difficult that day. You just had to ignore the faint sound the fan created while it rotated, that was simple because the cool breeze that was also created by the fan put me off to my slumber.
I had a plethora of entertainment that day! A pleasant surprise and a day to cherish!
Hasta la Vista,
K
