Omar Samad

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Red Ginger

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So i’ve finally slept off a bit of the jet lag from travelling, got back to my home in London. So was a bit of fun hanging out in the morning trying to get into my flat, after making a few calls managed to get in touch with the only flat mate left here and he kindly came home to let me in. To make things even better the boiler was broken ;) so no hot water or heating, lucky for me I live right beside the club, I crashed hard and woke up just before midnight. Went for a bit of a walk and noticed there was a light on at Thuk’s restaurant, but for some reason I didn’t go in to say hi, I thought that maybe they were just cleaning up or something. So I carried onto the park where the fireworks were and made a few calls too on the way. Also I saw an omen on the way to the park and even was there on the way back.

I feel good, I stopped into say hi at Thuk’s restaurant today and had dinner there. She was so upset with me that I didn’t stop in to say hi last night I felt ashamed of myself. I really did, they were there till 4am last night and were even trying to call me to tell me about the party. I even had a suspicion there was something going on – but at that time just felt like walking alone for a bit. All the girls were there too today and it was so nice to see them again! she made me my favourite dish and brought me 3 different desserts after! we talked a lot and I really want to learn more Thai sometime I hear them talking and saying my name and giggling all the time! It’s so nice to feel the love and spend time with people that make me feel special. It was like that when I was home as well. So nice to be with my family, the nostalgia of walking through the woods, typical me as usual my head was in the clouds the whole time but who could blame me – she’s the type of woman that makes life worth living for. It was such a blissful night, the moon was full and the air was cold and crisp. We went to some place she knew of that was actually pretty far out from the city – spooky and magical at the same time. We walked and talked and all of a sudden we heard something in the distance, and it was just so amazing to hear it the wolves calling. They stopped after a few moments and we carried on our way, all of a sudden we heard the calling again – but this time it was so much more closer and there were 5 of them. We could even hear some rustling in the bushes, it was a bad situation we had to run for our lives firstly and secondly find out which way we were going, she had the idea of following the moon as it was in the direction where we parked so in a panic we did, and run we did the whole time we could feel them chasing us and getting closer and closer, we could see the road and quickly got into the car an irst time I could ever remember being hunted by wolves,and it was a big sigh or relief when we did. We pulled away slowly and down the path all we could see was glowing eyes. I took her to that spot after that adventure and it was just so nice laying there with her under the moon and stars at that place – one of the most amazing moments in my life.

On my last day at home, I spent the day with two of my best friends. We met in the afternoon for a delicious lunch at one of those trendy juice bars. Then it was to ACK Computers, where we spent some time, then over to Andreas’s pad where we chilled big time, played some kabuddie then listened to an audio CD – the power of now, did some yoga – chanting and meditation, chilled and enjoyed the last few moments together. The audio CD was actually pretty neat it started out as a background thing, but we were all pretty into it and very refreshing to have a discussion about it and get some thoughts and ideas flowing – the only time we ever have is right now!!! :)

Right now I feel so good, I spent some time meditating and thinking about things, what’s important to me, just enjoying the time here, fun things to do. I finished reading this book – tales of power, I always get to near the end of the book and I never want to finish, part of me is sad that the story is over but that’s just me. The predilection of a warrior.

Written by Omar Samad

January 1st, 2012 at 10:27 pm

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