Blog Post #2 - For want of a suitable title

I begin writing this missive not knowing whether or not i will admit it as a blog post—the ambient wanderings of a twenty-year old delving deep, or so he hopes, into a world that renews itself every morning---a dream in the midst of flickering thoughts and wavering apparitions poised over a raving subconscious disentangling the very reality it strove to comprehend. A seemingly remote world i wake up to, mysterious in its presence but whose countenance is faintly familiar, having been woken up to for the last twenty years of my fledging but frayed life.
It was approaching 5:15pm, a familiar time, as i would usually prepare myself for work, except today the preparation was for something far different---my flight would board in several hours and as is typical with me--i'm rushing at the last minute, with a ticket from lastminute.com, go figure :P Ailan at his prime...alhamduillah though (crudely translated as 'all praise intrinsically belongs to God'--a loaded statement whose Arabic is used for the sake of brevity) i incidentally had a chance to send my good friend Ali Reza my farewell greetings as well as get his helping hand towards London Heathrow until we parted our ways at Green Park station, a popular crossroad for those heading to distant destinations, be it to London Victoria, Gatwick, or Heathrow... a mysterious, mystical feeling continues to pass over me, slighting my thoughts and directing my attention--a feeling of uncertainty towards what is to come probably heightened by the impending prospect of travel, or is it a feeling conjured by a barrage of concerns and implications that have yet to settle--what ever it is, come what come... a life without uncertainty? heh, past the frustration, i appreciate it--maybe because i don't know any better? lol

Qatar Airways, where economy class is redefined: P honestly, i'm not one to boast of luxury or even desire it (heh, okay maybe just a little :P) eheh but this was really an experience to boast about, with exception to a few mishaps it was really something! I ordered my tickets online and made sure with absolute surety, that my specific orders are being tended to, a Muslim meal (but it later occurred to me that Qatar is an overwhelmingly Muslim country albeit one that gladly serves intoxicating beverages to its passengers...to trust or not to trust? ) and a window-seat (love watching the scenery right?)

I got neither, go figure... as if couldn't of overstated the importance? they must of found the Muslim meal idea comical and whilst deleting that request, deleting the window request? but heh, then strangely enough the waitress made mention of a special meal? sigh... anyway, all these concerns were immediately dispelled so soon as the plane was up and i choose an empty window seat and indulged in Qatar airway's famed economy-class luxury :P a 12" lcd screen planted just before me, featuring latest movies, games, music, tv shows, documentaries, in English, Arabic, and Urdu and German (for some reason) just incase a multilingual guy like me decides he wants to watch "The Hurricane" in urdu...every passenger was given a tooth brush, socks and some sweets so no one can sue the airline for cavity ridden teeth. Then the plane landed. :P