posted May 08, 2009

MAGIC

By Plutz Tudlong

The first time I heard about you, it was all glowing raves. Nothing negative came out from the mouth of babes who have known you. I saw pictures of you, indeed, you were beautiful. A lot of us fell in love with you. We were intrigued, mystified and aroused. I lusted for you. I then sought to be with you. Jostling for position, queuing in line just to have a glimpse of you. I followed your rules to the letter, delivered what you demanded from me, accomplished and carried out your orders, and completed your conditions all because I wanted to be with you. Your wish was my command!

I was willing to spend for you and spend, I did. I sold my properties, mortgaged some, and took out loans from banks and loan sharks, just so I could satiate my wanting and desire to be with you.

Then, finally, you said "YES"! That was one of my happiest moments. I was so elated; I made a very elaborate "CANAO", thanking the gods for giving me a chance to prove my worth with you. I was willing to do everything for you, and have done everything I could, indeed.

I travelled the skies, flew on mechanized bird, just to be where you are. Then I landed, I saw you up-close and personal for the first time. You were a sight for sore eyes. Your beauty is breath taking. Even in the darkness you stood out. Your eyes glowing, winking and enticing people to flock to you. I was mesmerized by your beauty. Enchanted with your presence. Allured with your charms. I wasn't the only one. Every off-spring of Adam and Eve, from faraway lands and different tribes were hypnotized by you. It wasn't only your beauty that made MAN lusted for you. You gave opportunities to green horns and learned men alike, to lie down on your bosom and be rocked to calmness from the slow heaving of your chest. You offer a very promising proposition one can NOT say NO to. You opened your palm for us to feed on. You unselfishly opened your arms to embrace the throng of people who seek you. You are a GODDESS in the midst of mortals.

You tendered contracts to those who were lucky enough to capture your fancy, either for limited or unlimited time. The contracts you proffered were more like a marriage contract. But fickle minded as you are, your minimum time of companionship was merely for three years, then, to satisfy your whim and caprice, you immediately terminate the contract divorce your object of affection in just a flick of your finger. Notwithstanding the fact that you have bled us out to death.

At times, whenever you deem it fit, because of your selfishness and insensitivity, you just kick out to desolate islands your numerous admirers and suitors. Then, you take them IN again, soothing them, giving them HOPE that they would again be feeding on your bosom. You give as much but you take more than that you have given. You leech on your lovers, ruin their lives, destroy their hopes and dreams. All for your glory, despite all of these however, you never ran out of lovers and paramours.

I DO NOT KNOW WHAT MAGIC YOU HOLD ON US, oh MIGHTY DUBAI! Why can't you be like other mother countries that offer and give so much love to its migrants and workers who are willing to give their life and toil for a better living? These same species that are the lifeblood of your economy. These same species who will give you life in return for a life that you give. DUBAI, DUBAI, DUBAI, you giveth and you taketh more.

We are like bees hovering on a man eating flower, lusting for your nectar you are willing to give, yet, knowing that in doing so would lead us to our untimely death!

Plutz and Exit Friends in Darya Hotel, Kish Island, Iran

Here is a requested piece from a correlated friend I met from my 50 days stay in Kish Island, Iran on my 4^th Exit. We hope that it will capture the interest of readers. If you will notice, it is written under a pseudonym. A wish to be that way. It is not that there is fear of retaliation or feedbacks but just an aspiration to be this way to cover under the shroud of mystery. Also, a request to downplay my friend’s profile as a contributor. My chum is one of my numerous close encounters of the third kind in one of my escapades.

 

The 1st paragraph speaks of how we prepared our travel papers, documentations and transcripts in our journey to Dubai. The 2nd speaks of how we raised the money to get visa and other expenses. The 3^rd and 4^th paragraphs speak for itself. The 5th reverts to finding and not finding job. The 6th is the exit.

This is just a 1^st of a series. Plutz is now a contributor of my column. We hope this article would not cause the downfall of the number of our readers. LOL!

I’M PROUD TO BE A SAN ESTEBANIAN! EBAN NAK! EBAN TAYO! AGBIAG!

 
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