Seeking solace, I have travelled through many a gateways of time. I once spotted a lonely man, a temporal figure tredging the vast ruins of human psyche...
I wonder where was it that he had headed! Was it to the portal of education seeking a brighter morrow... or was it that he had merely drifted from one realm of Baudelaire into yet another abyss of Faustian Dilema.
Was it the arch of knowledge or a mere mirage of amorphousl light that it passed under..... Was it, I wonder, the one that humans call portal of education.
"Information is the currency of democracy." Thomas Jefferson, 1743-1826.
"In the real world, nothing happens at the right place at the right time. It is the job of journalists and historians to correct that." Samuel Langhorne Clemens, aka Mark Twain, 1835-1910
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Dubai 004
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